July 15, 2012, 4:19 a.m.
Teacher Teacher: Too Much
E - Words: 1,492 - Last Updated: Jul 15, 2012 Story: Closed - Chapters: 5/? - Created: Jun 05, 2012 - Updated: Jul 15, 2012 2,251 0 15 0 0
Kurt’s high school life is probably one of the worst in Ohio history. He had always been bullied since the age of only eight. It started only a few months after his mother’s death, he had finally got enough courage to come out and tell people he was gay and proud. However no one saw it that way, everyone still looks at him like he’s a disgusting rodent or something.
Burt Hummel, Kurt’s father, had always tried to stick up for him but sometimes it just got to much for both of them. They both learnt to start to deal with it but it really did just get too much sometimes.
All he wanted was what a lot of people wanted or were lucky enough to have, love.
But he wouldn’t get that, not here, not in Ohio of all places.
Kurt always felt alone, even though he had great friends, he just didn’t feel like he belonged there. The bulling had gotten bad, very bad, and Kurt had been through a lot.
[Flashback]
He ran home, that was the only place he could go, the only safe place. The hot tears fell quickly down his face. Kurt was sure he lost the boy but he didn’t dare look back to confirm it.
Once he got through his front door, he checked he was alone before he ran up the stairs to his room. As soon as he reached the door he locked it before leaning against it and slowly sinking to the floor. A new set of tears over lapped the last ones and he sat there with his knee’s brought up to his chest.
He had kissed him, Karofsky, the boy who had made Kurt’s life a living hell, had kissed him. Kurt was shaking violently, he pale finger gentle rubbed over the bruise on his wrist where the bully had held it so tight he thought the circulation had been cut off.
He looked over at the clock, 3:36 , his dad would be home with in the next twenty minutes, he had time.
Kurt picked himself up off the floor and slowly made his way to the his bathroom. He stepped in to the bright white bathroom and made his way to the sink.
He got enough courage to look in the mirror and view himself, he didn’t like what he saw. His normal flawless pale skin was now tear stained and a new bruise on his jaw line, his eyes blood shot and his lip split with blood slowly dripping out.
It made him even more depressed, seeing what that jerk had done to him. He let out a shaky breath as he looked through the medicine cabinet in the bathroom, then he found the new box of razors his dad had brought him.
He ripped the plastic top off and pulled out the sharp razor, and placed it on his wrist. Then one sharp tug later, he felt more alive as the blood dripped out of the open wound and on to the bathroom floor.
[End of Flashback]
Of course he never forgot that day, turns out that he enjoyed the pain so much he continued to do it, every time Karofsky even breathed on him. It wasn’t till one day when the blade hit one of the main veins, he bleed uncontrollably. After over a week in hospital and therapy, his dad decided enough was enough.
Kurt was transfused to Dalton Academy immediately, and that’s where he was when he meet him.
Blaine Anderson.
Kurt couldn’t help but smile a bit when ever he heard the name, or saw the dark curly haired male around school. There was one problem though, during school Kurt couldn’t call him Blaine.
He had to call him Mr.Anderson.
Maybe it was just a school boy crush sort of thing, but Kurt had never really liked anyone before so this was all new to him. But he knew he liked Mr.Anderson, however he knew he couldn’t go any further then a secret crush.
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Blaine Anderson never really wanted to be a teacher, he wasn’t lying. If anyone asked they would be told that.
He wanted to be performing, Broadway, concerts, movies, anything! But America was just full of overly talented people that he couldn’t keep up at this point.
He had lived in L.A. for around six years and then since he couldn’t keep up with the ridiculously high rent, he had to move out. So he decided to move back home to Westerville in Ohio.
He needed a job, so after nearly a month of being unemployed, which bored him to death, he got one.
A music teacher at Dalton Academy, he had the right qualifications and the headmaster liked him enough to offer the job. Weird, Blaine had been a student at Dalton and this was a new Headmaster but once he graduated people told him everyone would remember him, even people who hadn’t really meet him. He had believed that but turns out to be a lie.
He made his way through the familiar hallways till he reached his office that was just next door to the classroom where he would be teaching for the rest of this year and maybe a few more years to come.
He sat down on the cool leather chair, then pulled his laptop out his messenger bag and placed it on the desk in front of him.
After the daily check of his e-mails, the bell went, signalling for him and his students to get to class. He closed down his laptop and let it on the table before walking into the room next door and finding all his students there, sitting practically perfect.
“Good morning class” He said as he walked in front of his desk and leaned on it, crossing his arms over his chest.
“So, since Dalton is known for its performing arts, I want to set you all a task which I want completed by next week, you will-” Blaine got cut off by the door opening and a chestnut brown hair boy with flawless skin walked through the door.
The boy looks apologetic as he walked to a empty seat, Blaine didn’t notice the receptionist at the door until she cleared her throat and Blaine’s eyes looked up at her.
She walked over to him and told him that the boy was new here and she had to keep him at the reception, he just nodded in reply and showed that he understood. She turned to the new boy and smiled softly at him before leaving and closing the door behind her.
“Right” Blaine said clapping his hands together, getting the attention of his students “As I was saying, I want you all to get in groups and perform covers of songs. Pick which ever one you want, as long as there expectable. I’ve got to listen to them and I don’t want to listen to raps about sex.” he said, the students giggling but a few shocked that a teacher would say that.
As the class got in to groups, Blaine saw the new boy looking like he didn’t know what to do.
Blaine walked over to him and crouched down so he was more level with the boy who was still sitting down.
Blaine was about to open his mouth to speak but the boy got in there first “Im not a child, you don’t have to crouch down like that”
Blaine was taking back a bit by the comment.
“I was about to ask why haven’t you chosen a group yet” Blaine asked.
“No one knows me, why would they want to” he said as a statement and not a question.
“Ok then” Blaine said not knowing how to respond “Um…why don’t you help me with my song im going to perform to the class”
“You sing?” the blue eyed boy asked.
“Yes, come on” Blaine said standing back up, then turned to him “Sorry I never got your name”
“Kurt, Kurt Hummel” the boy told him, Blaine smiled, wait why was he smiling?
“Okay, lets get on with it then” Blaine said as he lead them to the his desk.
Once the bell went later on for the end of the lesson, most of the students were out as soon at the bell rang.
Kurt was collecting up the paper he had written on and placed it in his bag then pulled it on to his shoulder. He turned to his teacher and smiled “See you around Mr.Anderson”
Then turned to leave, Blaine didn’t realise until the door slammed shut that he had been staring at Kurt’s ass as he walked away.
Blaine groaned, he was going to get in a lot of trouble this year, he could feel it.
Comments
Are you legal? Let's just get married. You write these amazin stories. We should just tie the knot! Lol
haha as much as that would be cool im only 14 haha and im married (on facebook anyway xD) lol
Haha thank you and I do have a beta and I sent her this chapter on Sunday and me being me got bored since I never it a reply so posted it anyway haha ;) but thankyou for offering your services ;D
I have read many Teacher/Student Klaine fics but this is actually the first one set in Dalton. I am quite excited to read it, I love your writing style.May I just offer my services, I have noticed a fair few spelling mistakes and grammar ones too. If you need anyone to go through and correct anything, please feel free to contact me. My 9 years at University have made me quite finicky about words LOL
hello! You know i'm a big fan of your mpreg stories.So, let's see what happens! :) xxxx
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WOW! This story is soooo good! update soon :D
I like it a looooot,please continue!!!
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!! xx
I'm so excited for what's going to happen!!!
the beginning of this chapter is awesome, I liked blaine's teacher ;)
Oh, Mr. Anderson, you naughty, naughty boy! XD
So I'm happy to hear that you're doing better now :)Next order of business please update soon I'm kind of addicted to this story haha thanks :)
this is reallllyyyyy well written! youre an awesome writer!!!!! i cant wait to move on to the next chapter. iliveforglee11
I love it wish you were writing still