I Know it's You. Do You Know it's Me?

Chapter 2: Strike 2.

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Kurt Hummel was now 15 years old.

It was 7 years later and he remembers the day his Mother was taken very well.
Almost too well.

Kurt decided when he was 10 that he was going to write down all bad things that has happened to him.
Whether it was his Mother's death or he had scraped his knee, he wrote them down.

Kurt wrote down all these major and minor incidents in a notebook.

Being the clever boy he was, he took the cover from Roald Dahl's book 'The Witches' and taped it to the front of his notebook.
They were all very effective to Kurt, but not enough for a strike.

Kurt was in his first year of High School, his voice hasn't stopped changing yet but he was nearing it's point in which it would be permanent.

Kurt knew from previous experience that this year would not be a 'fresh start' to school.
He'd started every year of his new schools (Kindergarten, Elementry and Middle School) hated.

It wasn't that hard to get people to like him when he was younger (though he thrived in Middle School), but these people were nearing their voices, people in older years had found their soulmates, and Kurt still had the same high-pitched voice since he was 12.

That obviously didn't go down well.

Some nice people who were also scared of High School were Kurt's friends for the first three months and Kurt was starting to get the hang of this school.

Then one day a popular jock (Blake Canter), who was trying to be 'cool' by shoving Freshmen into lockers, shoved Kurt for the first time.

Out of instinct and confusion Kurt called out, "Who the hell do you think you are?"
He knew who he was.
Everyone knew who Blake Canter was.

Every eye in the school hallway turned to look at Kurt. Shocked.
Then they all started to laugh.
They started to mock him.
They started to hate him.

His friends left him out of fear of being bullied because they knew him.

Slurs were thrown from that day on.

'Dumb little princess thinks she's the dragon!'
'You are one ugly girl.'
'Do your parents even want you?'
'Were you neutered?'

One slur thrown at Kurt, that he later wrote down in his notebook on a page of it's own, was from the boy, Blake, himself.

'You think anyone will ever love that voice? You sound like a bag of cats, you're torture to listen to!'

Those words stuck in Kurt's mind so terrifyingly, that Kurt had nightmares.
In these nightmares though, it would be Kurt's soulmate telling him this.

He'd never be loved.
Kurt would cry and cry at home, but he never let his father see him.
He'd write about his days and tell himself to hold on.
There's someone, somewhere out there made for him, who will love him.

He had to hold on for his father too, fate had taken his wife, it was not going to take his son too.

One day Kurt got a phonecall, the anonymous kind.

'You're a fag, you'll never find your soulmate because you don't deserve one, you stupid bitch.'

Strike Two, Fate, only one more to go.

Kurt would take a stand.

He'd beat fate at it's own game.

He'd be independent.

He'd be his own fate.

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The-Red-C

5/7/12