March 4, 2013, 9:33 a.m.
Another Angle - Season 2: Never Been Kissed
K - Words: 1,779 - Last Updated: Mar 04, 2013 Story: Complete - Chapters: 17/17 - Created: Sep 15, 2012 - Updated: Mar 04, 2013 1,235 0 2 0 0
Another Angle - Never Been Kissed:
Kurt was bored. More than that: he was lonely. All his best friends talked about now were their boyfriends. Rachel was obsessed with every step Finn took. Why did she have to be so jealous all the time? Tina only talks about her drama between Mike and Artie. Let’s be fair, she tried to be nice to him. She would try to talk about fashion or something to cheer him up. But it always ended with some crazy speculation about how Artie and Brittany are dating.
Well, Mercedes was still single like him. However, she was now trying to convince him to go to mass with her to thank that his father is now healthy again. She knew he didn’t believe in God, why did she insist?
What had happen at McKinley today? Kurt got harassed by Karofsky again. No one cared, again. Mercedes tried telling him to talk back to Karofsky. Maybe he’d try it tomorrow when he would, again, be thrown against his locker by the Neanderthal. Puck was back. Mr. Schue told them who their competition would be in sectionals. He also said Kurt would have to sing with the boys in the mash-up competition. It was simply not fair. Not to mention old and boring.
Kurt decided to check their competition on the internet. He found a video of the Warblers singing in a nursery home. Wow, those jackets sure look cute. Why didn’t the boys at McKinley dress like that? There wasn’t one single interesting boy at school; they were all so sloppy. Ok, the outfits are fine, but aren’t they a bit too still? Those Warblers could sing, but are they really a competition to worry about? He could never be sure; the quality of the video was so low.
He looked for the other group: the Hipsters. Oh, My! What are all those old people trying to do on that stage? Are they serious? How could they qualify for sectionals? This meant that they wouldn’t have to worry. Which also meant more boredom. Kurt was trapped in the land where nothing happened.
*
Blaine slammed his bedroom door and threw himself at his bed. Another terrible date. Why did he only date jerks? This Gregory guy seemed so nice. They had and amazing talk at the coffee shop, then an amazing first date watching the community theater’s production of Grease. But today, their second date, after a mediocre dinner… he still couldn’t believe the guy suggested they should get a room to “get to know each other.” Aren’t any more nice guys in the world? Maybe he should give up on dating by now. Focus on the Warblers. The Warblers and the whole Dalton academy were where Blaine felt alright. Everyone liked him there; he could be who he really was.
*
Kurt thought this would mean change, but again: nothing. He tried confronting Karofsky and it has been proved worthless. Mr. Schue offered help. But Kurt knew that beyond that classroom Mr. Schue didn’t care at all. He had good intentions; he tried changing the mash-up competition so that the boys had now to sing songs traditionally sang by girls. For a moment Kurt thought this could be fun, but Puck had already killed his joy. He also suggested Kurt would do better spying on the Warblers. Wait a minute! Maybe he should spy on the competition. At least it would be something different. What coat did he had that could pass as a Warbler jacket?
*
Blaine was late. Normally he would run those stairs down to arrive sooner on the Warblers practice. But today he was feeling blue. He was the one who suggested Katy Perry’s Teenage Dream to this impromptu. When he did it he was thinking of Gregory as his teenage dream. And now? How could he sing that song?
*
Until now Kurt’s disguise was perfect. No one had asked him anything. When he entered the building a boy had even given him a package saying: “to support the Warblers.” He tossed it on his bag and was now looking for directions. Maybe he should ask this guy passing him.
*
Blaine got himself considering why he was holding this kid’s hand. Why was he suddenly more joyful and running? Something about talking to the new kid about the Warblers made him remember how much of a rock star he felt when he was singing at Dalton. He should concentrate on that feeling for his performance.
*
Kurt was amazed. Was this Blaine guy even real? Was any of this even real? The Warblers really were the cool kids at school. Would be interesting if the New Directions were treated like this at least for once. Did he just walk hand in hand with Blaine? No one had ever had the courage to hold Kurt’s hand. Was Blaine gay? Were all the Warblers gays? But more importantly: could you fall in love with someone only by seen him perform?
*
“So, did you like it?” Blaine was somehow really interested in how the new kid saw him.
“It was simply fantastic! Your voice, the moves, how the other students cheered you up. I wish we were treated like that at my school.” Ops, Kurt had said too much.
“Wait a minute. What do you mean by your school? Your old school?”
“I must confess something. I’m not new here. I’m a spy.”
*
Blaine was in his free time at Dalton looking at his phone. The talk he had yesterday with Kurt had made him revive the time when he was bullied at his old school. He couldn’t stop thinking about Kurt’s situation since yesterday. He wanted to help. Maybe he should call Kurt. No, better a message; he’s probably in some class. He typed: “Courage. Now you have a friend you can count on.” No, better erase that last phrase. It’s probably a little too much to say to someone he met yesterday. He heard someone entering the room and just pressed send.
It was Wes, his best friend:
“Blaine! I was looking for you.”
“Something’s wrong?”
“No, just wanted to know about you. You were so sad since Gregory dumped you.”
“I dumped him! The guy is a jerk. But it’s all in the past now.”
“What about that Kurt kid? I saw you two changing numbers…”
“That’s nothing like that. It’s just that I’ve been where he’s now. You know, before coming to Dalton.”
“Are you sure it’s nothing? He seemed interested… Who were you texting anyway? Him?”
“Of course not. I wasn’t texting… I was… I was playing.”
“Sure… Ok, then, see you at boxing.”
“Bye.”
Wes had some curious ideas sometimes. Kurt was cute, but he wasn’t even Blaine’s type. Besides, he’s just worried about the kid. Nothing else.
*
Kurt was still shocked that Karofsky had kissed him. This whole bulling thing was just because he was gay? It was even more confusing. Kurt needed to talk to a friend. But he couldn’t tell anyone at McKinley. How would Karofsky react if someone else knew? Should he call Blaine? He had been adorable sending him that text in the afternoon. “Courage Kurt” he thought.
*
“Hello?”
“Blaine?”
“Kurt! So glad you called…”
“Are you?”
“Yes! I was worried. I wanted to hear from you. How was it with your bully?”
“Worse than I figured: he kissed me.”
Why this information had shaken Blaine so much. Did Kurt fancy this guy now?
“What? That’s unexpected. Did you… what did you… did you liked it?”
“What kind of a question is that? Of course not! The problem is that now I don’t know what to do…”
“I’ll go talk to him tomorrow. We’ll face it together.”
“Would you do that for me, Blaine? Oh, thank you so much, this means the world to me. I really need a friend right now and it’s not like I can tell anyone at McKinley.”
“Sure Kurt. You can count on me. I’m your friend.”
*
Kurt wasn’t lonely anymore. Now he had Blaine; Blaine was his friend. Of course he wanted Blaine to be something else, but clearly Blaine wasn’t interested in him. Well, better have him as a friend than not having him in his life at all. He had been such a Prince Charming today. He had confronted Karofsky and had made wonders comforting Kurt during lunch. When he said “I’ll buy you lunch” Kurt hadn’t imagine Breadstix. They had a wonderful time together. Blaine had told him about his first kiss and his last unfortunate date just to make Kurt feel better about his spoiled first kiss. Kurt, in return, told about his crush for Finn and the time he tried to date Brittany. It was so ease to talk to Blaine.
He opened his bag to reach for his phone and found the package the boy had given him at Dalton. It was series of photos of each one of the Warblers. He looked at Blaine’s and smiled. He picked up his phone and sent a text. He took Blaine’s photo again and decided that his locker needed a new decoration…
*
Blaine got home and started studying for his test tomorrow. He shouldn’t have spent the whole afternoon with Kurt. But how could he not help? Kurt was a good kid. It was nice to know that there are still guys out there who aren’t jerks. Before he went to bed he checked his phone and found Kurt’s message:
“Thank you. It’s good to know there’re still good people in the world. Your friend, Kurt.”
He smiled. Kurt wanted to be his friend as well.
*
Kurt is pushed again against his locker by Karofsky. But it’s ok; he’s not alone anymore.
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