Although Kurt Hummel was just a junior in high school he had big dreams.

He’d move out of the hick town of Lima, Ohio; and be on his way to bigger and better things: New York.

His best friend Rachel and he planned on moving out there together after graduation; sharing a tiny shoe box apartment and making their dreams come true.

Rachel desired to be a Broadway Actress, while Kurt wanted something where he’d be a little more publically seen. He wanted to be a model, not just any model, but front page of a magazine worthy.

He had his back-up plan of how he’d go to Parsons and study fashion so he could create his own line, but being a model is all he ever wanted.

Models were so beautiful and perfect, their slim waists and stunning figures. Kurt Hummel always knew he was gay, but even he could marvel at a beautiful figure.

Often marveling lead to jealousy and thoughts of ‘why can’t I look like that?’

Truth be told Kurt Hummel was in all aspects perfect, but like many models before him he soon developed a problem.

This is where that leaves him now, on the scale in the bathroom crying.

“94 pounds.”

“God I’m so fat.”

“Why am I so fat? I haven’t eaten in days. This is so unfair. All I want is to be skinny.”

“I’ll never be famous if I’m some tubby loser.”

“None of these stupid diet pills are working; I gave up food in general! Shouldn’t I have lost more weight by now?”

“This is so unfair.”

“It has always been my dream to be a model for the best fashion magazine in the world, but they’ll never take pudgy ‘ole me. Ugghh.”

He left the bathroom, tears rolling down his face and lay down on the floor and pulled his laptop over to him. He googled ‘weight loss’ and was greeted by a bunch of adds.

“Nope doesn’t work.”

“Tried it.”

“Tried it.”

“Results not good enough.”

“Tried it.”

“Tried it.”

“Oooh a weight loss camp! Kurt Hummel you have reached a new low if you’re for real considering going to fat camp.”

“But it does promise results…and I am fat…I did wanna go away for the summer…oh god and it’s free! That’s it Kurt Hummel’s spending his summer at fat camp!”

He scanned the sight over and over again beaming with excitement.

Camp was only about two hours away in Westerville or something, activities and exercises that quite frankly reminded him of the Biggest Loser, counselors who acted as trainers who were there to help you get in shape, healthy low carb meals, weekly weigh-ins, guaranteed weight loss. This camp was perfect. And you know it was of course free.

It was a month and a half long and it started next week. He was getting really excited.

He bookmarked the page and closed his laptop to go downstairs. His parents would be home soon and he’d ask them if he could go, well you know under a façade about some singing camp. His parents couldn’t know of his real intentions.

He picked up his phone and called Rachel.

“Kurt!” She said as she answered the phone.

“Hey Rach, what’s up?” He asked sweetly.

“Mani-pedi’s with ‘Cedes—she says hi.” Rachel laughed.

“Put him on speaker so I can talk!” He heard Mercedes yell on the other end.

“Hey white boy!” She greeted.

“Hey ‘Cedes, how are you?” He asked.

“Good, how's your summer been? Any plans?” She asked.

“Actually yes, I do have plans. Rach I called to see if you’d go to camp with me?” Kurt asked hesitantly. I mean like should he also be inviting Mercedes? It’s be rude not to, but then again she could think it’d be rude to ask her to go to fat camp.

“What kind of camp?” Rachel asked cheerfully.

“I was going to go by myself, but I kind of wanted to have a friend there. You can say no if you want. Mercedes you can come as well and we can all go together. Neither of you have to go. But I am. I need to.” Kurt rambled.

“Kurt what camp?” Rachel asked.

“Fat camp?” Kurt answered.

“And why are you of all people going to fat camp?” Rachel laughed.

“I wanna lose weight, and it’s like guaranteed.” He answered shyly.

“I’ll go. I wanna lose weight too.” Mercedes smiled.

“Really ‘Cedes? Thanks so much! It’s free; I’ll text you the website address. I’m talking to my parents tonight, but I’m going to tell them it’s a singing camp. I don’t want them to know.” Kurt sighed.

“Okay, no problem.” Mercedes smiled.

“I guess I’ll go too. What do you know, there could even be some super healthy hottie of a counselor.” Rachel laughed.

“You’re with Finn, any hot counselor is mine.” Mercedes laughed.

“You guys are in? Yes!” Kurt smiled.

“Text us both the URL and we can call you back later.” Mercedes smiled.

“kk I’ll talk to you later. Love you both!” Kurt smiled.

“Love you too” The said in unison before hanging up.

Now just to talk to his parents.

Kurt sat down at the dinner table joining his family. Dinner time conversation picked up and when Carole asked if anyone had any plans for spending the rest of their summer, Kurt was happy to reply.

“Actually I was thinking about going to this camp with Mercedes and Rachel.” He smiled.

“Awwh that’s nice. What's it for? How long? Cost?” Carole asked all at once.

“Singing. A month and a half. Free.” he smiled.

“Well I don’t see a problem with that.” Burt replied.

“So I can go?” Kurt asked cheerfully.

“Sure, why not.” His dad smiled.

“Finn, why don’t you go as well? Maybe if all of you guys went it would be good for glee club or something. Plus it’d get you out of the house.” Carole suggested.

“Okay sounds cool I guess.” Finn shrugged.

Well this wasn’t a part of Kurt’s plan.

“No sneaking off to the girls’ cabin to see Rachel though.” Carole teased.

“What you’re not going to warn Kurt about staying out of the boys’ cabin?” Finn laughed.

“I can trust Kurt.” She said playfully pushing Finn’s shoulder.

They all laughed and after dinner Kurt said he had to go call Rachel and Mercedes and sign them up.

“Hey Finn, come here for a second.” Kurt said as Finn walked past his room.

“Yeah?” Finn asked.

“It’s about camp.” Kurt said softly.

“We’re not going to a singing camp are we?” Finn caught on.

“We’re not.” Kurt confirmed.

“I’m smarter than I look, you know.” Finn laughed. “So where are we going?” Finn asked.

“If you still wanted to go, we’re going to a weight loss camp.” Kurt shrugged.

“Like fat camp?” Finn laughed.

“Yeah, here I’ll show you the site.” Kurt said as he opened his computer and went to his bookmarked page.

Finn examined it for awhile before speaking, “I’m in, this place looks cool.” Finn laughed.

“Okay, I’ll sign you up. Mercedes and Rachel are in too, so this should be fun.” Kurt smiled.

This summer they were going to fat camp.