I heard yelling in the distance.

“You think you’re better? Huh?! You think that because you’re face is on television that you are better than me?”

The voices got louder.

“I never said that, in fact… i actually didn’t even open my mouth. Now please, just move so i can get inside.”

I Know that voice, i’ve heard it before.

“Point is, you aren’t good. You actually. Suck.”

“Yes, that’s a nice opinion. Ya know kid, i’ve been bullied my whole life. Being as i’ve dealt with worse things. I can handle you.”

Then i heard more voices.

“Not just me… We all agree.”

As i turned the corner i saw them, 5 guys against 1.

“I’ll call the police.”

“We’re scared.”

“Should be.” The man said, stepping back.

“Why’re you walking away? Are you scared?” The kids stepped closer.

That’s when i came in.

“Leave him alone. You. Move it, let’s go. Out of the way.”

The 5 boys backed away, staring the 2 of us down.

I stepped forward, spitting distance actually.

“Boo.”

I said, as i felt my eyes fill with anger. I saw their eyes fill with fear.

“This isn’t over butt boy.”

They grabbed their bikes and rode away.

I turned around.

“They won’t be gone long, so go ahead. Go inside, i’ll wait out here to make sure nobody gets in.”

He looked at me for a minute. Then nodded as he opened the door.

He came out about a minute or so later, scanning me with his eyes.

“Thanks, Kid.”

He said, sincerely.

“You’re Welcome.”

He stepped closer and stuck out his hand.

“I’m Kurt.”

“I know who you are.” I said, taking his hand firmly. “I’m Kilor.”

(Pronounced Kyler)

“Aha, well thanks again Kilor. Did you… want an autograph or something?”

“Nah, Just consider ourselves even.”

“Even?”

“You save my life, i save yours.”

I said, putting my hood up as it started to rain.

He stood there fumbling his car keys in his hand.

As i was turning to walk away. He stopped me.

“Hey, do you… did you want a ride?”

“To where? I have nowhere to go.”

He looked at me for a good 30 seconds before responding.

“You don’t have a home?”

“Nope, even if i did. I’d roll over in my grave before walking inside.”

He looked overly confused, which was understood.

“Where do you stay?”

“I don’t ‘stay’ anywhere… I normally walk around, i don’t run into too many people.”

“W- Wh- Uhm…”

I laughed.

“People don’t normally notice me, i keep to myself. When someone needs help. I help them, but only if their worthy of it.”

“And i was worthy of it?”

“My help?, if you weren’t then i would’ve kept walking.”

His phone rang, he answered and i patiently waited for him to hang up.

“Rachel? Yeah hey. I’m fine. No. What? I never said… I haven’t been on twitter? No. Puck did what? Okay. Listen, I’m busy right now i’ll be there when i can. Yes, I love you too. Okay. Bye.”

“Was that your girlfriend?”

He laughed.

“No, She’s my bestfriend. I’m gay actually.”

“Oh i know, i just felt like being awkward.”

He once again looked confused. Which was once again, understandable.

“How do you know me so well?”

“I don’t.”

“Then how did you know my name and my sexual orientation?”

He said with the slightest bit of laughter.

“You told me. Remember?”

“Ye- Uhm…”

I laughed.

“I’m aware of the confusion i’ve caused you, my apologies.”

He smiled.

“S’okay.”

“What’d Rachel want?”

Nevermind me getting all up in his kool-aid there.

“I have to get down to the set by 9:00”

“It’s 7:23 now.”

I said, keeping eye contact with him.

“You didn’t even look at a watch or anything how should i be-“

He looked at his phone after a pointed to his pocket.

“Oh. Well i see that you were correct. But how?”

“Was i really? I just guessed.”

He laughed.

“You’re a funny kid. How old are you anyway?”

“Should be 17 now.”

“Oh really, so your birthday is coming up soon?”

“No?”

“Aha, uhm…”

“Confused?”

“Just a little, Yeah.”

“I confuse myself sometimes too, like… at any given time i could forget what day it is.”

“it’s the 21st.”

“I know.”

I said with a secure smile.

“So… you mentioned something about me saving your life?”

“Yep.”

“How?”

“You’re breathing aren’t you?”

With that his phone rang again.

“Hello? No, I’m with Kilor. he’s a friend. No he’s like… No. You’re so funny. Okay. Alright, yes i’ll be there. Okay, Bye.”

“Mercedes?”

“Ye- wait… how’d you?”

“I didn’t.”

“Right, well get in the car. You’re comin’ with me.”

“Where?”

“oh, so this time you didn’t know?”

He smiled.

We hit the road, and in about 15 minutes. we should be hitting a little place called the 'Lima Bean'

“You wanna go to a party?”

He said.

“I wasn’t invited.”

“yes you were, i just said “You wanna go to a party?” This is where you say yes, or no.”

“Being as i have nowhere else to go?”

“I’m takin that as a yes.”

I figured he would.

Exactly 15 minutes later, we arrived at the party. Everyone gathered around the car.

“Kurt!!!”

Jumping and hugging were required here.

“Hey guys, it’s only been a day since i’ve seen you all but, i’ve missed you too.”

I got out and stood beside the car.

“Guys, this is Kilor.”

They looked directly at me.

“Where?”

Kurt looked confused, which may not be too understandable.

“uhm, right here?”

He grabbed my arm.

I whispered quietly.

“I told you people don’t notice me.”

“Guys, stop being mean. he’s right here.”

“Kurt… we aren’t being mean… are… you alright?”

“Yes, Blaine. I’m fine. but i don’t understand why you guys won’t talk to him.”

“Talk to who?”

“You know what guys? I’ll text you later, I’m not up to partying tonight.”

They stood there as Kurt got into the car. I was already sitting in the passengers seat.

“What the hell was that?”

He seemed upset.

“Chill bro, it’s cool.”

“I’m sorry, does that happen alot?”

“I can’t say that it does. Like i said before, people don’t know me around here. And if they do know me. They can’t stand me.”

We pulled into a parking lot. This was about to get awkward.

“Why would anyone hate you?”

“because, I’m a freak.”

“You’re not, why would you even think that? Kilor, don’t ever think that.”

“Too late.”

We made eye contact again.

“Your eyes are darker… They were blue before.”

“I’m sorry? I can’t see my eyes… so…”

“Your eyes are dark brown now… almost black.”

“You’re funny, Kurt.”

“No really. Kilor, What’s up with you?”

I laughed. The sun was going down.

“Don’t you know?”

He looked down.

“Know what?”

“Tell me you don’t read the newpaper…”

“I’ve been busy…”

“Ah, look down.”

He glared at the old newspaper that lay on the floor of his car.

“What’s this?”

“Just read.”

He paused, before responding.

“You… Wait…”

He called a friend. From the party.

“Blaine?! Yes, it’s Kurt. Who else? Just listen. At the party, You really didn’t see a boy there did you?”

He sat in silence.

“Okay… No that’s all i needed to know, thanks Blaine, Apologize to everyone for me, I love you.”

he hung up the phone and looked over too me.

Almost choking up.

“How… How’d you…”

I smiled.

“How’d i die?”