AU: Genderbend!Klaine. What if Kate ran after Dave after he slushied her?

The first of the texts came during the guys Mash-Up performance, only a single word that made Kate's heart flutter and her smile wider then she had in a while.

Hope.

The second text of the day came around lunch; she had just finished buying her small cup of organic French salad dressing (A guiltily pleasure of hers, no matter how bad it was for her skin) when her phone buzzed and the high pitched music went off, indicating that she had received a text.

Love.

The final text of the day arrived to her iPhone when she was on her path to English.

Courage.

Kate held up the iPhone so she could see the lit screen better, the schools horrible florescent lighting glaring off the screen and making her read the already far memorized words.

Hope.

She clicked to the next one.

Love.

Before she could even attempt to click onto the next text, she felt airborne as one of the biggest jocks attempted to trip her onto the laminated title, throwing a sickly green slushy at her face.

Kate's hands flew up to cover her eyes from the ice. As the ice hit her eyes before she could stop it she knew the artificial flavoring would start burning her eyes any moment, maybe even tinting her skin if she didn't treat her face soon enough. As she tried to pick herself off of the ground, slipping once or twice on the slushy melting around her palms, she vaguely saw her phone lying in the corner, probably had been kicked. The previously lit screen looked shattered. She held Dave's loud booming laugh echoed down the hallway.

Courage.

She scrambled to her feet and ran after the boy, wiping some of the green ice from her face and hair.

"Hey!" She screamed angrily, charging into the locker room. She realized with fear that she and Dave were the only ones in the deserted locker room.

Dave turned to her with cold eyes and sneered "At least you got the right locker room this time Lezbo"

"What the fuck is your problem with me?" She screamed, slamming one of the nearby locker close as she approached him, all previous fears gone.

"Cause you're a fucking fag" Dave muttered, getting a duffel bag from out of his locker and stuffing gym clothes into it.

"Oh is that what you're so scared of?" Kate asked, laughing wildly "Catching the gay? Well let me tell you your raging homophobic, even if I was a guy and I still wouldn't even consider liking you!"

"Is that right?" Dave asked, coming too close to Kate so his hot breath wiped over Kurt face

"You know why? Because my type isn't the sweaty chubby type, who are more likely to be bald by the time they're thirty!"

Dave reached out and pounded his fist against the metal "Don't push me Hummel!"

Kate's eyes flickered down to his fist "What are you gonna do? Hit me? Hit a girl?"

Dave roared "Oh my mistake Hummel never knew you were a girl, is that why you always wear skirts? To hide your junk?

"Go ahead hit me!" Kate screamed back as Dave hit the locker closet to his face "It's not gonna change who I am, you can't hit the lesbian out me more then you can punch the homophobia out of you!" Kate pushed Dave away with all of her might, but he only stumbled back before stalking right back up, if not closer, to her face.

"GET OUT OF MY FACE!" Dave screamed into her face, pointing to the gesture as if it was going to make her leave faster.

"You're nothing but a scared little boy who can't handle how extraordinarily ordinary you are!" Kate pointed into his face, a few tears falling down onto her face as she pushed herself up against the lockers in an attempt to get father from the jock.

It all happened too fast.

Large hands were wrapped around her neck with such tightness she couldn't breathe; his body was pressed against her slender frame. She tried to scream through the hot mess of Dave trying to push his tongue through her lips but was quieted by Dave tightening his hold.

When he finally pulled away Kate felt herself collapse onto the ground, lightheaded and unable to stand from the lack of air. She felt her vision cloud up as her last image was Dave standing over her, his face screwed up in horror