Kurt

I got to school early the first day, trying to avoid the jocks that I knew would he waiting for me. I wish that one day I could go to school without the worry of getting a slushy thrown at me or pushed into the locker, but luck was never on my side. With nothing to do since it was the first day decided to head to the music room. Music has always been my escape and I haven't played the piano all summer. I sat down and started playing, getting lost in the music I failed to realize that I had an audience. When the song ended and I finally opened my eyes, there stood probably the best looking guy I had ever seen. He must have been thinking about something because he didn't even realize that I had stopped playing and was starring at him. He couldn't have been much older than myself, but old enough to not be a high school student. His dark brown hair was slicked back with way too much hair gel, I couldn't see the color of his eyes from where I was sitting. He wore dark denim jeans that were rolled up at the bottom, with a button up white dress shirt. He was hot.

I wonder what he was thinking about, considering I've stopped playing over two minutes ago and he has yet to realize that. So I snapped him out of his thoughts. I made light conversation with him. Found out that he is a new teacher and I would have him for fourth period. I don't know what it is but something is pulling me towards him, and I want to know more. When I called him "Sir," I noticed the look on his face, and I could tell that he liked. And even more I loved how it sounded coming off of my tongue. I don't know where the courage came from, but I decided to flirt a little bit as I was walking out the door, making sure to call him sir as I did. After I walked out of the classroom I stood there for a second, catching my breath and trying to figure out what the he'll just happened. He's my teacher, I can't be flirting! This is going to be a long school year I thought to myself.

Just as I reached my locker I felt a rough hand on the back of my shoulder and I was pushed into it, harder than I have ever felt before. "Hey fairy! Watch where you are going, we don't allow fags in our hallway." Kurt got up ignoring the jocks and tried to ignore the pain coming from his shoulder. Perfect way to start the school year he thought.

By lunch he had been pushed two more times and had been hit in the face with a slushie. By his time he had enough, he just wanted to curl up and cry. He ran into the nearest bathroom not noticing he was entering the teachers bathroom. He locked the door and slowly slid down to the floor. Bringing his knees up and throwing his face into his hands and started sobbing. He couldn't do this again the entire year. It was only the first day and had bruises lining his back and shoulders and now his clothes were ruined by the slushie he just got thrown in his face.

Blaine was in the washroom washing his hands when a very upset Kurt came barging in and locked the door. He watched as his slid down to the floor curling into himself and started sobbing. He was so supset he didn't even realize that I was here. I walked toward him cautiously and softly called out his name new to wanting to startle him, "Kurt...Kurt what happened? Are you okay?" Realizing he wasent alone Kurts head snapped up and immediately tried to get to his feet, but ended up tripping. Right before he fell I caught him by the shoulders which ended up with him hissing in pain and flinching away from me. "Kurt, it's okay, I'm not going to hurt you, please just calm down, tell me what happened." Kurt just put his head down and started sobbing even more, "i...i...I can't do th-this anymore, I thought this year would have different--ent but it's not, it's even worse now and start its only the first day of school," Kurt stammered out. "I can't do this, I can't do this,". He repeated grabbing at his hair and slidding back down to the floor." I knew it was wrong because I'm his teacher but I couldn't just let him sit there and cry, so I slid down to the floor with him and pulled him into my arms. He grabbed onto the front of my shirt and just held on, sobbing into my chest. I rubbed soothing circles into his back. "Kurt its okay, I'm here, your safe,I won't let anything happen to you. But you have to breath Kurt. I want you to let it all out but you need to relax and breath can you do that for me?" I could feel Kurts sobbs starting to slow down and his breathing getting back to normal, "Good boy," I whispered into his ear while I stroked he top of head. "You're doing such a good job for me Kurt, such a good boy, thank you for calming down."

Kurt sniffles into Mr.Andersons shirt, finally able to speak. "I am so sorry Mr. Anderson--" Blaine cut him off, "don't ever feel like you have to apologize for crying, Kurt. Your allowed to have emotions and you are freely allowed to express them in whatever way you choose, as long as you don't hurt yourself or anyone else. If you need to cry than cry. But I would really like you to tell me what happened that has gotten you so upset." " I can't" whispered Kurt. Blaine lowered his hand and grabbed Kurts chin, "Kurt, I need you to look at me." Kurt slowly lifted his eyes and looked into his teachers eyes for the first time. All he saw was concern. Concern for him, and it just made him cry even more. He let his head drop into his teachers chest again and continued crying.

"Shhh, Kurt its going to be okay. I won't make you talk to me right now, but you will tell me what's going on. Class starts in fives minutes and your next class is with me, your going to go into my office and lay down and try to get some sleep, if you can't sleep I just want you to lay there and relax for the entire period, okay Kurt?" Kurt nodded his head and allowed Mr. Anderson to walk him to his office. He later Kurt down on the couch that was in the corner. He didn't have a blanket here but grabbed a sweater and dropped it over Kurts shoulders. His crying had slow down at least, and that for Blaine was enough. He didn't want to leave Kurt like this but had a class to teach. "Kurt," he said, sitting beside him and grabbing his hand. "Do you remember what I said to you?" Kurt nooded his head. "Kurt, I need a verbal response." Kurt looked up at his teacher, " I'm to stay in here and sleep and if I can't sleep I am to stay in here until the period is over and just relax." "Good boy," whispered Blaine pushing a fallen hair away from Kurts eyes. "Just try and sleep or relax I will come and get you when class is over, only come out if it's an emergency, okay Kurt?" "Yes Sir" replied Kurt.

Mr.Anderson got up and left the room. Kurt slowly drifted off to sleep and the last thing he remembers thinking is how nice it felt for Mr.Anderson to take control like that and how nice it felt to be praised, and he wanted to be praised again. It made him feel loved and cared for. He just wanted his teacher to be proud of him.