"Much better," Kurt sighed, dropping his empty coffee cup back to the table.

Kurt had dragged Mercedes to the Lima Bean to refuel. After finishing his coffee he was feeling much more awake.

"So what are you gonna do now?" Mercedes ask.

"Well we have a lot of stuff to pack so that's going to keep me busy," He replied. "I bet Carole will need help packing all her stuff as well."

"Finn can't do that?"

"She might need some help from someone a little more organised. Finn can carry the heavy boxes." Kurt added thoughtfully.

Kurt let his mind wonder, already planning what he was going to pack first and how he was going to organise all his clothes. His eyes travelled to the door just as two boys walked in. One was tall with light blonde hair, the other was shorter with black curly hair. Both of them were in Dalton Uniforms. Kurt recognised them immediately as members of the Wablers.

"We have to go," he hissed to Mercedes. Half turning so he was facing away from the till where the boys were now standing.

"I'm not finished," she frowned. "Why do we have to go."

"There are Warbler's behind me," he said, his voice still low.

"So what?" she said, confused.

"I pretty sure I shoulder-checked the one with the curly hair at regionals."

"What?" Mercedes said loud enough that half of the shop stopped to look over at them.

"Not on purpose, obviously!" he added.

"He's looking at you," Mercedes said, finishing the last of the coffee.

"Who is?"

"Curly," she grinned.

Kurt turned around to see that 'Curly' was indeed staring at him.

"It's time to go," he said, standing up. Mercedes, having finished her drink, stood up to follow him.

As he walked past the counter he turned back and saw that the boy was looking at him again. He doubled back.

"Look, I'm sorry I bumped into you, okay?" he said a little more aggressively than he'd meant to, before storming out of the shop with Mercedes hurrying after him.

"What the hell was that?" she asked when they were in the parking lot.

"He kept staring at me," he said, still a little annoyed. "I already said sorry and it was an accident anyway!"

"Are you crazy?" Mercedes laughed. "He wasn't staring, he was checking you out."

Kurt froze. Mercedes was wrong. People didn't check him out.

"YOU'RE crazy," he said, moving again towards his car.

"You know you might get a bit more action if you spent less time screeching at cute guys in coffee shops." she said knowingly.

Walking though the corridor with Mercedes and Tina, Kurt was much less tired than the day before but twice as sullen.

"What is up with you today?" Tina questioned.

Mercedes raised her eyebrows at him. Kurt frowned at her in response.

"Nothing, I'm fine," he said unconvincingly.

"Are you sure?" Tina continued. "Because you're being super depressing and-"

Her words were cut short as a slushy was thrown in her face. Kurt barely had time to register what had happened before he felt an ice-cold slushy hit him in his face as well.

"Ho ho ho losers," he heard a familiar voice yell.

Wiping the slushy from his eyes he turned in time to see Azimio, Karofsky and another Jock walk round the corner.

"Where did they even get green slushys from?" Tina asked, washing the green syrup out of her hair. They had immediately gone to the girl's bathroom to sort themselves out and get cleaned up.

"At least we look festive," Kurt said sarcastically, shoving his now ruined shirt into his bag.

"I didn't know Karofsky was still hassling you," Mercedes said seriously.

"He isn't. Or at least he wasn't..." Kurt added.

"Well if he goes back to his old tricks you let us know right away," she warned.

"Mhmm," he said distractedly.

He had his phone out and was staring at Blaine's name. There was something about having a confrontation with Karofsky that made him want to go running to Blaine more than ever but it had barely been two days. Blaine would think he was really pathetic if he couldn't even manage two days without talking to him.

Kurt waited for Mercedes and Tina to finish drying their hair under the hand dryers before walking to glee club together.

"What is that?" he said, staring into the middle of choir the room.

"What does it look like, genius?" Santana shot back.

"A Christmas tree!" Brittany said excitedly.

"Where did it come from?" Kurt asked, looking at the beaten looking tree.

"I found it on the side of the road," Finn said proudly.

"That's exactly what it looks like," Kurt said unkindly. Finn looked offended but Kurt was in too much of a bad mood to care.

"Here," Rachel said shoving a box into his arms. "Help us decorate!"

"I suppose we might be able to make it look a little better," he scathed.

He noticed that his friends were slightly avoiding him as they decorated the tree together. He knew his sulkiness was driving them away but he didn't seem to be able to stop himself.

He considered at least apologising to Finn, or maybe saying something nice about the tree, when he noticed Puck place two red baubles right next to each other.

"Why do you hate Christmas!" Kurt yelled. Puck stared at him taken aback as Kurt yanked one of the red baubles off of the tree and placed it on the other side.

"What the hell crawled up your butt?" Puck yelled back.

"You have to spread the colours around!" he said very slowly, as if he was talking to an idiot.

Everyone had stopped what they were doing to stare at him incredulously.

"Forget it, do what you want," Kurt said before walking away and throwing himself down in a chair.

Mr Schue came in and immediately asked why there was a great big tree in the middle of the room.

Kurt ignored them and once again found himself staring at his phone. "Screw it," he thought as he clicked 'compose new text'.

From Kurt: Hey

From Blaine: Hey, who's this?

From Kurt: Someone who HATES you!

From Blaine: ...Mother?

From Kurt: ... what?

From Blaine: Kidding. Hi Kurt :)