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Post by Kurt Edward Hummel [Away] on Feb 19, 2012 1:30:29 GMT
  High school. Something that Kurt had lived through too many times to count, and each year was the same as the last. Awful. Each time he lived through one school, he'd just get the same crap over and over. Nothing actually changed, apart from the people there, and each year? They got more and more irritating. Probably because parents nowadays pretty much did nothing to even control their kids. Was it really that hard to keep your child in line if they were acting like a little shit? Clearly, to them it was.
Currently, Kurt was living in Lima, Ohio. He'd been here before, nearly forty years ago, or so. Thankfully, none of the residents knew he had been here before, and any that did? They just assumed him to be a relative of himself from all those years ago. Kurt never bothered to correct them. It would just cause him nothing but trouble if he did. Trouble seemed to happen a lot in Lima, one way or another. Kurt really didn't know how such a shitty town could be such a magnet for trouble? Which was why — more so than usual — Kurt just kept to himself. Any kind of social interaction, Kurt had tried to avoid at all costs. Because here? Kurt knew he wouldn't be able control himself and end up attacking something, which would be more than awful for him. Which just seemed to be more fuel for them to add to the fire of reason to give him as much shit as possible. One of them was because they just thought he was weird. The other? Because he was gay — simple as. Kurt hadn't told anyone here about his sexuality, but he didn't have to. The lot of the prats where extremely judgemental, and knew he was from the way he was dressed, and acted during the times he actually bothered to speak. Kurt really couldn't wait to just get out of Lima, but thankfully? He didn't have long though now, before he could leave this hellhole, and move somewhere else. Sure, things would still be crap, but they'd be better than here. Maybe he could actually try and convince his father into letting him go to college this year? Wasn't going to be very likely, but hey. He could still try.
The first day of term went pretty much how Kurt had expected it to. He was shoved into lockers, gotten a few slushie facials, and had abuse hurled at him left-right-and-centre. Though, he wasn't really expecting there to be any new students, but it happened every now and then, so he wasn't too surprised. He'd over heard a few people talking about the kid, and zoned out about three words into the conversation. All Kurt knew about him so far was that he was around the same age as he was, and well, was male. Kurt didn't know why they were making such a huge deal about this. They were just going to get bored of new kid after about a week, and move onto something new. It always happened, and not just in Lima.
Finally the day was drawing to a close, and Kurt was quite proud of himself. So far, he'd only had to resist the temptation to only attack two people. He thought he'd be doing a lot worse, seeing as how it was nearly three weeks since he'd last hunted. Kurt was always at his worst then, and he would end up completely lashing out at people. Taking out his timetable, Kurt sighs in irritation to see that next, he had biology. Brilliant. Kurt enjoyed the class — sort of — but it was torture for him at times. Kurt could only pray that this lesson wouldn't have to deal with blood at all. Because no matter how little he'd wanted to snap today? Kurt knew that it was going to be next to impossible not to attack the nearest person to him.
Walking into the class room, Kurt was relieved that pretty much everyone else was there, and there was only one seat left, near the back, and next to the window. Things were actually pretty good so far. He had his favourite seat in the whole class, and the people behind him were one of the few who didn't hate him — they just didn't seem to care. And better yet? He didn't have anyone sitting next to him. He could actually just relax for once. Placing his bag on the seat next to him, Kurt begins to take his book out, humming softly to himself. Looking up, smelling something...different, and hearing the teacher's voice, completely missing what he'd said, Kurt's face falls when seeing the person next to the teacher. The new kid. Knowing that he was going to have to sit next to him, Kurt picks up his bag and drops it on the floor, before watching the kid walking over to their desk. When the boy starts drawing closer, Kurt really couldn't help but notice..He was actually attractive. Extremely so, really. Shaking the thought out of his head, Kurt curses himself before continuing to watch.
Once the boy is pretty much right next to the chair, Kurt then catches on to what he'd smelt earlier — new kid. It...wasn't anything like he'd actually melt before. It took everything Kurt had not to just...lunge forward and drain the kid dry. But no...He couldn't do that. it would destroy everything he and his father had built over the years. They couldn't return to Lima if that had happened. While that wasn't a bad thing, Kurt knew it would spread, and they would probably have to end up leaving the country. Which Kurt didn't want to do. He hated to admit it, but he was at home here. Regardless of how much he moved about. Feeling his chest tightening, and mouth growing dry, Kurt lets out a barely audible whimper, before turning away from the boy, trying to calm himself down.
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Post by Blaine Everett Anderson on Feb 19, 2012 4:06:36 GMT
  If it was up to Blaine, he would be back in sunny California right now, back home, not waking up to the miserable weather of one Lima, Ohio. Sure, that would mean spending time with his father rather than his mother, who sure, hated his guts for being gay, but his older brothers weren't that bad. Annoying, yes. Teased the hell out of him, yes. Loved him, yes. Which was something his father was unable to do, or at least it seemed that way. Blaine didn't particularly care. He didn't give two shits about what his father thought. He just didn't want to be here, in the admittedly large bungalow with the freezing cold weather and the rain and a new school. School wasn't going to be fun, Blaine knew it wasn't. He was the new kid. He was the gay new kid. If being a new face around town didn't already make him outcast enough, the minute they figured out he batted for the other team he was going straight down loser lane and Blaine knew it. Not that he really cared. It was usually the people that weren't worth his time that didn't want to talk to him, and really, that worked out just perfect.
After laying and grumbling to himself about his whole situation, Blaine realized it wasn't going to get him anywhere, and decided to just switch back to his positive self that he usually did. His barrier. He didn't like people seeing the negative in him, his flaws, the things that he got defensive about when provoked and all that jazz. So, slowly, he got up, got dressed, cleaned up in the bathroom, and headed downstairs for breakfast with the best morning smile he could manage. His Mum greeted him cheerily, as always. Blaine could tell she was happy to see her son again, and really, Blaine was happy to see her, too. His father wasn't exactly nice to him when he was over there, in California, and no matter how nice the house was or the weather or his bedroom, he still missed that sense of love and adoration that he needed so very much.
Getting to school wasn't a problem. Blaine wasn't old enough to drive yet, but his new school, McKinley, wasn't that far away from his mother's house, so he decided to walk the short distance there. Sure, it was raining, but that was what the amazing invention called an umbrella was for. Bag slung over his shuolder, umbrella handle in hand and no rain falling on any part of him, Blaine set off to school with a gentle smile playing across his lips. It took him the most of fifteen minutes, and as soon as he was there, he headed for the Principal's Office. He knew what he was doing within reason, obviously, but he still needed his timetable and a map of the school couldn't hurt. Principal Figgins was definitely.. interesting, Blaine soon deducted, and after listening to him talk for a little longer than he'd been planning to stop by, he was allowed to leave the room and actually head for first period.
Walking down corridors went like he'd expected. No-one knew who he was, so obviously, they stared at him as they tried to rack their brains to put a name to his face. Blaine wasn't bothered too much. His sexuality wasn't too obvious, so he figured he was safe on that level for at least another few days. But everyone still looked at him like he was an animal at the zoo, an exhibit, which he obviously was not. Blaine managed to block them out, however. Ignore the fact he was being gawped at. He was seriously starting to wonder whether he had something on his face, or something similar by the time he was heading to his last class, Biology.
Peering round the doorframe as he headed into class, Blaine saw he was one of the last few students arriving, which really didn't surprised him, considering he had no idea where he was going around the school. Like he'd been doing all day, he headed straight to the teacher, not knowing where he was going or what they were doing in class. Blaine didn't know which seat he was assigned to, anyway, but by the looks of it? Most of them were taken. Frowning a little in confusion, he turned back to the teacher, right as he was pointed in the direction of the only spare seat in the classroom towards the back, next to another boy. Nodding a little and taking a book from the teacher, he headed towards the back slowly. Now, Blaine tried to look at his seat, really, and tried not to stare at the boy he'd been sitting next to, but it was pretty damn impossible. The boy had completely flawless skin, pale as chalk and crafted like marble, and Blaine knew it would just be completely smooth and soft to touch. His hair was an autumn chestnut, styled perfectly and Blaine just had a sudden itch to run his fingers through it, tease the strands and just feel, just tug. The boy's eyes? Wow.. they were impossible to look away from, no matter how hard he tried, a fierce, icey blue that practically pierced him if he held gazes for more than just a few seconds. Really starting to feel like a creep and that he was making the boy uncomfortable, he settled down in the chair next to him, mumbling a thank you as he moved his bag for him. Idly placing his book on the desk, he leaned forwards slightly and shifted to make himself comfortable, aware of just how close the seats were. Blaine glanced sideways, frowning in confusion at how.. awkward the other boy looked, deciding to try and ease the tension around them. " Hi, "
[/color] He greeted softly with a warm smile, glancing to the front before back to the boy. " My name's Blaine. "[/color] His hazel gaze dropped to his book for a few moments, fingertips tapping the surface, before he looked up again. " I just figured you should know, in case we have partner work or something.. I don't know how things go over here. "[/color] [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/justify] |
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Post by Kurt Edward Hummel [Away] on Feb 19, 2012 4:37:35 GMT
Kurt didn't know if he would be staring at this boy anyway, or if the reason why he was so transfixed was because of the new kid was staring back at him. Kurt was just trying to hard not to get too absorbed with this boy. Particularly his eyes. Eyes had always been a week spot in other males for Kurt, but with him...? It was just completely different, the shade of hazel just completely drawing him in. It just...It wasn't fair, and the boy's scent just made it a hell of a lot worse. Now becoming even more aware of the fact that the seats were too damn close together. Hooking his feet around the edge of the table, Kurt pulls the chair as far as he can, stopping when feeling the chair hit against the leg of the chair. Kurt frowns when he sees that the chairs are still extremely close, and the scent of the boy's blood was just making him incredibly dizzy. This...This wasn't normal. Why the hell was he being affected this much? After thinking for a while, Kurt tries to convince himself that it wasn't anything to do with the boy. It was just him. Kurt hadn't hunted in a while, so his thirst for blood was going to be stronger than usual anyways. Stealing a quick glance through the corner of his eye, Kurt curses under his breath when noticing the boy's frown. Great...He was being incredibly awkward, wasn't he? Kurt hadn't even said a word to the boy, and he probably thought he was mental already. Opening his book quickly, almost tearing the cover half of the book off, Kurt's eyes fall down to the book, trying to read, in an attempt to stop conversation. "Hi,"
[/b][/i]. Hearing a voice, Kurt stops any form of movement, including his breathing. Kurt really had to count himself lucky that he didn't actually need to breathe, otherwise he'd probably end up turning blue. Realizing that not breathing wasn't a good idea, he starts again, and looks up at the new kid, trying his best to return the smile that he was given, but ultimately failing. "My name's Blaine."[/b][/i]. So..his name was Blaine, was it..? Kurt was half expecting something really common, like John or Tom or something like that. But Blaine...Blaine was actually nice. Kurt then again had to wonder why the hell was he thinking like this. It wasn't normal, at all. And to think that today was going pretty well for him. Damn biology. Staring at Blaine for a few moments, Kurt finally decides to speak " .... Kurt"[/b]. Eyes falling back down on the page, Kurt attempts to make sense of what he was reading. Kurt knew all of this, having done it more times than he could count, but even then..It was hard. "I just figured you should know, in case we have partner work or something.. I don't know how things go over here."[/b][/i]. Giving a slight shrug, Kurt looks at Blaine again "We probably will at some point. McKinley hasn't heard of individual work from what I've seen. And I'm actually surprised that you haven't been forced to introduce yourself in front of everyone yet."[/b]
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Post by Blaine Everett Anderson on Feb 19, 2012 21:10:38 GMT
Blaine tended to have certain things he looked for in a guy more than others, personality being something he was big on, but there were certain aspects of a guy's appearance that he was drawn to as well. Like.. eyes. Blaine was a killer for a nice pair of eyes, and he had something about lips, too. Pink, and smooth and just.. something that he could kiss the whole day. He wasn't really asking for much, he could go without one thing so long as they had the other, but this boy? He was just.. flawless. Everything about him was perfect and gorgeous and just.. he had inhuman beauty. Blaine was pretty sure he was an angel, or some other fantasial creature, just as long as it wasn't human, because he really couldn't believe just how damn gorgeous he was. However, the boy didn't seem to think much of Blaine. Because out of the corner of his eye, Blaine could see the boy moving his chair away, or at least trying. Maybe he was just trying to make some more room, Blaine didn't know, but he couldn't help but think the boy was trying to get as far away from him as possible. Which.. kind of hurt. Frowning a little to himself, he looked down at his book, unable to help but notice the other boy nearly tear the cover off his own as he opened it. Okay. Either something was wrong with this kid, or Blaine was really making things awkward. He hoped to god it wasn't the latter, but either would be awful. Once Blaine had spoken, however, he seemed to get the boy's attention. Just. He looked up, seemingly trying to smile, but really.. it was pitiful. Forced. Blaine was really starting to feel like he wasn't wanted. .... Kurt.
[/b][/color] Blaine choked back a whimper, which surprised the hell out of him, because he had not been expecting that voice. Not at all. It was just as perfect as the rest of him, soft, sweet, and just.. plain distracting. Everything about this Kurt was drawing him in. His appearance, his voice, hell, even his smell. Blaine just wanted more, and yet he knew he couldn't have it. We probably will at some point. McKinley hasn't heard of individual work from what I've seen.[/b][/color] Blaine kind of gave a half nod, looking down at his book. " So we'll be working together a lot then, huh..? "[/color] He asked quietly, tapping his fingertips on the desk lightly, unsure of whether he'd actually spoken loud enough for Kurt to hear. And I'm actually surprised that you haven't been forced to introduce yourself in front of everyone yet.[/b][/color] Managing a small smile, Blaine glanced over at Kurt. " Happens this lesson and I'll have myself a full house.. been introducing myself all day. "[/color] He told him, softly, idly running a hand over his gelled hair, which had come quite loose by now, considering the fact it was the end of the day. Flicking through his book slowly, just looking at the pages, he heard his name being mentioned at the front. Looking up with raised eyebrows, he swallowed back slightly. Oh. Okay. Here he had to go again. Sighing softly, he closed his book, glancing over at Kurt as he got up off his chair. " Jinxed me. "[/color] He whispered softly, considering the whole class was now silent, before he carefully made his way up to the front. Blaine wasn't exactly nervous, he'd done this about four times today, but with Kurt sitting at the back? He just felt a whole lot more self conscious, and he really didn't even know why. It was like he wanted to impress the other boy, and with an introduction? Blaine didn't even know how that worked. Apparently his mind had managed to twist over the course of one warped day of class in a new school. Reaching the front, he turned around, hazel eyes scanning over the room as he went through the same few sentences he'd been using all day in his head. " As you probably all know by now, my name's Blaine Anderson. I just moved up state from California, with my eldest brother, Cooper. I'll be staying in Ohio for.. a little while. But it's great to be at McKinley, thanks for being so.. accepting. "[/color] With a soft smile and a glance over at the teacher, Blaine made his way back to his desk again. He didn't bother to look at Kurt, something inside of him told him not to, told him he shouldn't. So he didn't. He opened up his book again and slowly started to flick through as the teacher continued with the lesson.
WORDS :[/color] Idkkk. TAG :[/color] KURT. ♥ MUSE :[/color] COUGH SYRUPNOTES :[/color] Idek how that works. But I love this universe already. xD [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/justify] |
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Post by Kurt Edward Hummel [Away] on Feb 19, 2012 21:57:58 GMT
Kurt didn't really know what the hell he was going to do with himself. Sure, he'd found guys attractive before, but Blaine? He was.. different, and Kurt wasn't sure if whether or not it was just the thirst talking, and the scent was attracting him more than usual. Even if it wasn't Blaine's blood scent or not, Kurt still wouldn't know how to approach this situation. Kurt didn't know how to tell a guy that he liked them. Being born just over one hundred years ago, it was frowned upon. Kurt knew he'd probably get them both killed, or at least hurt, so he never bothered with it. Kurt had "girlfriends" before, but none of them lasted more than a few months. It never felt right, and Kurt couldn't love either of them -- in that way, at least. Besides...they would all die before he did anyways, which was part of the reason why he'd never bothered with love at all. But Blaine... He was starting to completely throw everything out of whack. When moving his seat, Kurt really hoped that it was to make more room, and so he was just trying to get away from Blaine. It was part of the reason, but Kurt was trying to make more space. So, basically, neither one was wrong as to what he was doing. Hearing Blaine choking back a whimper, Kurt raises an eyebrow at him. Well. That.. wasn't expected. At all. "So we'll be working together a lot then, huh..?"
[/b][/i]. Kurt sighs a little, and nods "Pretty much yeah. Unless the teacher says otherwise, we're stuck with working with each other."[/b]. He says, giving a shrug. Saying that really just...It sank right in. For a couple of hours every week, Kurt was going to have to try and control himself. And that was at least. This was only the first day, and Kurt had no idea if they would be sharing another class together. "Happens this lesson and I'll have myself a full house.. been introducing myself all day."[/b][/i]. Giving a slight laugh, Kurt leans forward, and props his chin on his hand. "Well, it would be good to have a perfect record, but it does seem like a hassle.. Though, I don't think that will happen. It probably would have happened from the second that you walked in the door."[/b]. Kurt looks up to look at Blaine, before trailing off slightly when he was speaking when noticing that Blaine was running his hand through his hair. Now, usually something like that really wouldn't bother Kurt. But Blaine's hair...despite the amount of gel that was in it, it just looked incredibly soft, and it was nearing on impossible for him not to reach his hands up to run through it. To stop himself from doing this, Kurt leans back off the table, and places his hands on either side of his thighs, fingers digging tightly onto his seat, and just decides to read, taking his mind off the boy next to him. Or, at least trying to. Hearing Blaine's name being called, Kurt looks up before smiling wryly. It was a bit late for him to be called to the front to introduce himself wasn't it? Though, Kurt didn't really mind too much. Because during the time that Blaine wasn't sitting near him? Kurt could use that time to attempt to clear his head. Now that he knew what to deal with, maybe Kurt could let his brain calm down. Maybe the reason why he was taken so aback by Blaine's scent was because he wasn't expecting it? He didn't really know to be honest. "Jinxed me"[/b][/i]. Shrugging, Kurt looks up at Blaine with a wry smile "It was bound to happen."[/b] Once Blaine gets up from his seat, Kurt takes a breath, and closes his eyes, getting his mind clear. He had to be able to concentrate for the rest of this class. Biology was always something he was good at, and Kurt didn't want that to be ruined. "As you probably all know by now, my name's Blaine Anderson. I just moved up state from California, with my eldest brother, Cooper. I'll be staying in Ohio for.. a little while."[/b][/i] Hearing Blaine speak, Kurt opens his eyes, and looks over at Blaine, not taking his eyes off of him and breathing slowly. So, Anderson? Kurt knew of them, though he hadn't made any conversation with them. This was probably the longest he'd actually spoken to anyone in Lima for a long time. Blaine being from California actually made sense, judging from his skin tone. It was clear that he'd seen the sun quite a lot. Which was something Kurt could skip. "But it's great to be at McKinley, thanks for being so.. accepting."[/b][/i]. At this, Kurt couldn't help but give a snort of laughter, covering his mouth with his hand, biting down on it to suppress a laugh. Wow. Was this kid....serious? McKinley was one of the least accepting places that Kurt had encountered before. Had this kid actually not gotten any crap so far here? Or was Blaine just lying to make it seem like he was actually enjoying it here? Eyes narrowing slightly, Kurt watches as Blaine takes his seat back, his scent hitting him again, causing him to feel faint. Right...So this wasn't something he was going to get used to then, at least, not any time soon. Parting his lips for a few minutes, Kurt continues to look at Blaine for a few moments before looking back to his own book. "Have people actually been that accepting here..?"[/b]
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Post by Blaine Everett Anderson on Feb 20, 2012 18:39:14 GMT
Though Blaine had never been anybody's boyfriend, he'd known from an early age that he was different to all his other friends, that he was gay. In Primary it hadn't been so strange. Girls had cooties, they weren't someone to fraternize with, the enemy, and while Blaine disagreed completely and had many female friends, he spent a lot of his time with the boys, too. It was just natural. No-one expected anything of him, that was, until they got older. Suddenly everyone was hooking up around him, wanting to be with the girls, wanting to kiss them, hug them, hold their hand. Blaine wanted it, too. But he didn't want it with a girl. He wanted it with a guy. The road had been rocky since then, but Blaine had always been sure and proud of who he was. There was no changing him, and he knew that, and so did his parents, much to the dismay of his father. But Blaine didn't care about him. His father wasn't worth his time, and to be honest, Blaine didn't want anything to do with someone so negative and pessimistic all the time. But just because he knew he was a homosexual, and attracted to boys, and extremely attracted to Kurt, Blaine still didn't know what to do. Because he'd never dated anyone before. He figured a starting point would be to ask Kurt out sometime, but he was getting way, way ahead of himself. They'd only just met, and hell, Blaine didn't even know if Kurt liked him, because he'd been moving his chair as far away from his as possible since he sat down. He didn't smell or something, did he? Noticing Kurt raise his eyebrow, he hoped his choking hadn't been too obvious. Pretty much yeah. Unless the teacher says otherwise, we're stuck with working with each other.
[/b][/color] Flinching a little, Blaine hoped it wasn't noticeable as he tried to relax his shoulders, biting his bottom lip. Something about Kurt's tone told him this wasn't a fact the other boy wanted to deal with, and Blaine was really starting to think he'd done something wrong. Luckily so far they were only next to each other in Biology. If Blaine had to endure any other classes sitting next to Kurt, he honestly didn't know if he'd be able to deal with it. One, because Kurt was insanely gorgeous and Blaine just wanted to cry he was so pretty, and two, because it hurt everytime Kurt made a move that seemed to suggest he wasn't too fond of Blaine already. Well, it would be good to have a perfect record, but it does seem like a hassle.. Though, I don't think that will happen. It probably would have happened from the second that you walked in the door.[/b][/color] Nodding a little, Blaine swallowed back slightly, the scent of Kurt just making him swoon. He wasn't sure what it was, and it was faint, but every now and then he'd inhale this aroma of pure pleasure and he was starting to crave it. " I hope you're right. Pretty sure most of the people in here have already heard my little speech. "[/color] It wasn't long at all before his name was being called, and dear god, that was just Blaine's luck, wasn't it? He really didn't want to move from his seat again, repeat what he'd been telling his classmates all day, but with a sigh he got up and obeyed the instructions he'd been given. It was bound to happen.[/b][/color] Rolling his eyes a little, Blaine just headed to the front, fixing his bowtie a little as he went and trying to clear his head, trying to tell himself he wasn't being completely and utterly transfixed by Kurt. His little speech went smoothly, once he'd managed to look away from the other boy, telling the truth riiiiight up until the end. Blaine wasn't about to say McKinley was the shits, was he? Once he was sitting back down, Blaine was pretty sure he could feel Kurt's eyes on him, but he didn't want to get too hopeful. The other boy just had an extremely strong gaze, beautiful at that, and Blaine just got the sense those gorgeous blue-gray eyes were fixed on him as he flicked through his book. Have people actually been that accepting here..?[/b][/color] Raising one of his triangular-shaped eyebrows, Blaine looked over at Kurt. " Are you kidding? Have they hell. "[/color] He dissmissed shortly, flicking over a few more pages in his book. " I feel like the brand new animal at the petting zoo. Walking down the corridor, it's like.. a million eyes on you at once and they just won't go away. They're staring. Trying to figure me out, so they can label me, no doubt. "[/color] Sighing softly and running a hand through his hair, Blaine closed his eyes over for a few moments before opening them slowly, looking over at Kurt. " It's only a matter of time before they figure it out. That I'm gay. I've seen what happens to some of the kids round here.. getting shoved into lockers and taking slushies to the face.. it's not exactly what you look for in a school. "[/color]
WORDS :[/color] Idkkk. TAG :[/color] KURT. ♥ MUSE :[/color] COUGH SYRUPNOTES :[/color] [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/justify] |
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Post by Kurt Edward Hummel [Away] on Feb 20, 2012 19:41:25 GMT
There was nothing more that Kurt wanted to just walk down the hall with a guy he liked, but even now, he still couldn't do that. Not if he wanted abuse hurled at him even more than it was already. Hopefully, he didn't have to wait too long before he finally could. After all, people were a hell of a lot more accepting of homosexuality, but Kurt didn't want to have to wait. It was just beyond unfair that he couldn't share anything even remotely romantic with another guy. He couldn't even make friends with another male without it being something that was a huge deal to be made of. That was actually something else he wanted -- to just be friends with another male, and not have a huge song and dance made with the whole thing. Once Blaine flinches, Kurt tries not to react too much, though, he couldn't deny that he wasn't curious as to why Blaine had flinched. Maybe he'd been a little harsher than intended. God... Kurt really had to hurry up and get his shit together, otherwise he was problem going to have Blaine thinking that Kurt hates him or something like that. Because really, he didn't. Kurt knew it was pointless to hate Blaine right now. He barely knew him after all. It was far too hasty to make any judgements on him right now. "I hope you're right. Pretty sure most of the people in here have already heard my little speech"
[/b][/i]. Propping his head up on his hand, Kurt smirks a little, looking directly at Blaine. "So, am I the only one here who wasn't heard it yet, then..?"[/b] Seeing Blaine rolling his eyes, Kurt couldn't help but chuckle softly, shaking his head slightly. Once Blaine gets back to his seat, and Kurt speaks, he sees Blaine raising his eyebrows, which Kurt couldn't help but notice were pretty triangular. They were actually pretty adorable. "Are you kidding? Have they hell."[/b][/i]. Looking down at his book again briefly, Kurt mutters "Knew it..,"[/b] before he looks back up at Blaine again, letting him finish speaking. "I feel like the brand new animal at the petting zoo. Walking down the corridor, it's like.. a million eyes on you at once and they just won't go away. They're staring. Trying to figure me out, so they can label me, no doubt"[/b][/i]. Trying to be a little more cheery, friendly, or whatever, Kurt looks up at Blaine, smiling weakly. "Well... It's pretty much a given. You're like the shiny new toy here. Give it a week or two, they'll get bored, and you'll fit right in. Unless they find something to give you hell for, or if you manage to build yourself a good reputation."[/b] Kurt watches Blaine for a few moments, watching his hand running through his hair, wanting to reach out and touch it, and run his fingers through it himself, but refraining. "It's only a matter of time before they figure it out. That I'm gay. I've seen what happens to some of the kids round here.. getting shoved into lockers and taking slushies to the face.. it's not exactly what you look for in a school"[/b][/i]. Sighing a little, Kurt looks at Blaine with a serious expression on his face. Resting his hand on his table before sitting up straight. "You're lucky I don't believe in outing people... Word would get out about it pretty quickly. Being pushed into the lockers...Slushie facials. It's just like 'Hey, if you're gay? Then your life's just going to be miserable,' and it's.. sickening that no-one actually cares. Not even the teachers. They say that they do..? But you can tell that they really, really don't"[/b]
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Post by Blaine Everett Anderson on Feb 21, 2012 18:24:56 GMT
Blaine was a stranger to all the abuse thrown at people here. At his old school, in California, he'd been lucky enough to attend a private academy with a strict no bullying policy, and no-one received any kinds of crap. Blaine wasn't completely innocent and oblivious to it, though. He knew what went down. He'd been hoping McKinley would've been okay, but he'd only been here a day and things were already looking negative. Blaine knew it was only too long before he became the next target. It wasn't fair, really. Why wasn't he allowed to walk hand in hand with the boy he loved? Why should he be taunted for being true to himself? None of it made any sense at all, and it just made Blaine mad. So, am I the only one here who wasn't heard it yet, then..?
[/b][/color] Only just managing to hold Kurt's gaze, he smirked a little, raising an eyebrow. " I guess you must be. You're not missing out, it's not exactly interesting. "[/color] Blaine didn't really like talking about himself. What was there to say? Especially to a room full of people he didn't even know, though maybe wanted to, cough, Kurt, cough. Knew it..[/b][/color] Frowning a little, Blaine raised an eyebrow in question. " Hm? "[/color] He didn't know why Kurt had muttered, or why he'd muttered what he had, but he'd find out. Watching as Kurt smiled weakly, he smiled back a little. At least that was progress. Well... It's pretty much a given. You're like the shiny new toy here. Give it a week or two, they'll get bored, and you'll fit right in. Unless they find something to give you hell for, or if you manage to build yourself a good reputation.[/b][/color] Frowning, Blaine sighed, looking down at his book. " Then I'm done for. Kids just don't get it, that it's actually possible to like the same sex. Back in California, I never had this. It was okay to be gay. But now..? It just.. wow. It's so different. And it's not a positive change. "[/color] Watching as Kurt's expression changed, became serious, Blaine looked over at him with a slight frown, just intent on listening. You're lucky I don't believe in outing people... Word would get out about it pretty quickly. Being pushed into the lockers...Slushie facials. It's just like 'Hey, if you're gay? Then your life's just going to be miserable,' and it's.. sickening that no-one actually cares. Not even the teachers. They say that they do..? But you can tell that they really, really don't.[/b][/color] Frowning a little further, Blaine sat back slightly, away from his desk. " Why would anybody out somebody else? That's just.. I wouldn't be able to believe if someone did that to me. But it's fine, I don't have to worry about it. I'm not in the closet, and I never will be. I'm proud of who I am, Kurt, and no amount of slushying or locker shoving is ever going to change that. They can't abuse the gay out of me more than I can abuse the ignoramus out of them. "[/color] Sighing, his expression softened as he shook his head. " It's worrying, isn't it? That kids our age aren't mature enough to embrace change and accept the fact people are different. I know what it's like for an adult not to care, though. They don't want our problems. "[/color] Looking over at him, Blaine watched Kurt with soft eyes. " You're.. gay, too? "[/color]
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Post by Kurt Edward Hummel [Away] on Feb 22, 2012 23:01:23 GMT
Kurt just wanted to actually love someone and have them actually love him in return. He did feel like that was too much to ask though. He'd never seeing a guy look at him, and he'd been alive for just over one hundred years now. And if they had liked him? Then they'd never made it known. It was just....so unfair, that he was going to struggle to find someone to love just because he played for other team. " I guess you must be. You're not missing out, it's not exactly interesting.."
[/b][/i]. Continuing to hold Blaine's gaze, Kurt gives a slight shrug, smirking back at Blaine. "It's not interesting..? Well.. You never know."[/b] Kurt did have those worries each time he went to a new high school. No one knew him from any elementaries, so he had to introduce himself. And each time? Kurt just felt awkward. He didn't see why he had to talk about himself to strangers, people he probably wouldn't ever speak to again, if at all. "Hm?"[/b][/i]. Kurt sighs a little, before looking up at Blaine. "That McKinley hasn't been accepting... I knew it wouldn't be"[/b] He says, speaking a little louder this time. "Then I'm done for. Kids just don't get it, that it's actually possible to like the same sex. Back in California, I never had this. It was okay to be gay. But now..? It just.. wow. It's so different. And it's not a positive change."[/b][/i]. California...it was a few years ago since he was last there. He didn't like it there very much but hey. It was better than Lima anyday. "Kids just don't get anything that's different... As for California? When I was there, they weren't that accepting, but they were a hell of a lot more accepting than this place. I hate it here."[/b]. Kurt scowls slightly, before looking out the window for a few seconds, before glancing back at Blaine. Seeing that Blaine frowns, Kurt takes a deep breath, and continues to what he was going to say. "Why would anybody out somebody else? That's just.. I wouldn't be able to believe if someone did that to me. But it's fine, I don't have to worry about it. I'm not in the closet, and I never will be. I'm proud of who I am, Kurt, and no amount of slushying or locker shoving is ever going to change that. They can't abuse the gay out of me more than I can abuse the ignoramus out of them"[/b][/i]. Kurt gives a slight shrug "I don't know.. Maybe because they don't understand the consequences of actually outing someone, or maybe they're just evil and want to make their lives as much hell as possible."[/b]. Kurt then smiles, titling his head slightly "It's good you're thinking like that. Some guys stay in the closet until it eats away at them, or some claim bisexual, because they think it's easier to deal with it. Or they go back into the closet and claim it was a phase. "[/b] Kurt continues to watch Blaine, sliding his fingers into the side of his hair, slowly running his fingers through the strands. "It's worrying, isn't it? That kids our age aren't mature enough to embrace change and accept the fact people are different. I know what it's like for an adult not to care, though. They don't want our problems."[/b][/i] Hearing Blaine saying "kids our age" made it hard for Kurt not to smile, causing him to bite down on his lip. It always was amusing to him whenever people assumed him to be around the same age as everyone in the school, while in reality, he was much older than all of them, and was older than any of them would probably live to be. Unless one of them was also secretly a vampire as well, or something. "Adult just...don't like dealing with any problems with teenagers nowadays. Especially if they're different it seems...It actually is probably adults like that who are to blame for the teenagers who think like that."[/b]. Pausing for a few moments, Kurt lets out a soft sigh, before speaking again "Take it that the adults at your last school weren't that helpful then..?"[/b]. Seeing Blaine looking over at him, Kurt raises his eyebrows, noticing the softness in his eyes. "You're.. gay, too?"[/b][/i]. Kurt opens his mouth, before closing it. His eyes fall back down on his book. Laughing weakly, Kurt looks up at Blaine through the corner of his eye "Was I that obvious...?"[/b]
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Post by Blaine Everett Anderson on Mar 11, 2012 21:03:31 GMT
Blaine didn't particularly want to get started on his views about his sexuality and how other people saw it. It just made him unexplainably mad, and it took him a while to stop once he'd begun, and words usually just.. kept coming and coming. He had a lot to say about it, how unfair it was, how much he hated it. But no-one ever seemed to want to listen. And no-one ever seemed to side with him. It's not interesting..? Well.. You never know.
[/b][/color] Raising his eyebrow a little, Blaine looked over at Kurt, just holding his gaze for a few moments before tilting his head to the side in question. " Not a lot that's interesting has ever happened to me, therefore.. I don't think it could be. "[/color] He told Kurt, simply, his eyes lingering on the other boy a little longer before flicking to the front of the class again. To Blaine, he didn't really think that hearing about someone you were probably never going to talk to was all that interesting. Maybe once or twice he'd thought 'oh, that's different' when listening to a new student speak, but it rarely happened. He tried not to get attached. Most people turned out to be homophobics, anyway. But, for Blaine, it wasn't that easy. Without even trying to, or even avoiding to, he formed bonds, bonds he didn't want. That McKinley hasn't been accepting... I knew it wouldn't be.[/b][/color] Nodding a little, Blaine gave a quiet sigh, doodling a little on his book. " I was too hopeful. It didn't look like the accepting kind of place, but I thought maybe I'd be wrong. That appearances would be deceiving. But they're not, and this place is just.. where I don't wanna be. "[/color] Letting out another sigh, Blaine bit down on his bottom lip, closing his eyes for a few moments as he let his pencil trace over his paper, before coming out of his thoughts slowly. Kids just don't get anything that's different... As for California? When I was there, they weren't that accepting, but they were a hell of a lot more accepting than this place. I hate it here.[/b][/color] Slightly taken aback by Kurt's scowl, Blaine swallowed a little, carefully letting his pencil drop on his paper, waiting for Kurt to regain himself before speaking, quietly. " You were in California? Must have been a few years ago.. that or your tan just.. wore off real quick. "[/color] Managing a soft smile, Blaine looked over at Kurt, idly running a hand over his hair. I don't know.. Maybe because they don't understand the consequences of actually outing someone, or maybe they're just evil and want to make their lives as much hell as possible.[/b][/color] Frowning, Blaine kept his gaze on Kurt, waiting for him to finish, sensing there was more from the smile. It's good you're thinking like that. Some guys stay in the closet until it eats away at them, or some claim bisexual, because they think it's easier to deal with it. Or they go back into the closet and claim it was a phase.[/color] Sighing a little, Blaine leant forward, folding his arms and resting them on the table, propping his chin on top. " Some people just.. I don't know. Their existence is pathetic and I don't see the point of having them round if all they're here to do is make our lives misery. "[/color] He remarked, his voice hushed, a slight frown forming across his features. " I'm not saying that some guys aren't bisexual, but it's the easier way out, isn't it? An easy way to get away from all the pain. Because that's what it is. "[/color] Letting out a breath, Blaine closed his eyes, his expression blank. " I don't see why we get all the shit for being the good ones.. that's all.. "[/color] Blaine never really opened up about how he felt about his sexuality, or anything else for that matter, because he just.. he had no-one to tell. His mother was always a little too busy, or Blaine just didn't want to upset her. His father didn't give a shit. And his brother? Well.. Blaine didn't want to have Cooper as the only one he could tell just how shitty school was. Coop already had enough on his plate. Adult just...don't like dealing with any problems with teenagers nowadays. Especially if they're different it seems...It actually is probably adults like that who are to blame for the teenagers who think like that.[/b][/color] Managing a small from the position he was sitting in, Blaine sighed quietly. It was true. How kids were raised had an effect on them, and adults were probably to blame for how kids thought sometimes. Take it that the adults at your last school weren't that helpful then..?[/b][/color] Turning his head, so his cheek was resting on his arm, Blaine smiled a little up at Kurt. " I was lucky enough to go to a school that didn't contain students who mocked me for my sexuality. The faculty wasn't a problem. My father, however.. different story. "[/color] Blaine continued to watch Kurt through soft hazel eyes, hoping to god that this boy was gay, too. One, he was extremely beautiful, and Blaine would kill to have at least a smidgen of a chance with him, and two, he didn't want to have to go it alone. He wanted someone who would understand at this school, be his friend, not push him into lockers or hurl abuse in his direction. And Kurt would make his day if he answered correctly now. Was I that obvious...?[/b][/color] Hearing Kurt's laugh, though weak, sent a shiver of excitement up Blaine's spine. Smiling softly, he shook his head. " You just care, that's all. If you were straight I'd probably have been pushed off my chair by now and told to go sit in the trash where faggots like me belong. "[/color] Giving a noncomittal shrug, Blaine turned his head back to the front of the class, trying to pay attention and fight the urge to glance at Kurt.
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Post by Kurt Edward Hummel [Away] on Mar 12, 2012 22:24:29 GMT
"Not a lot that's interesting has ever happened to me, therefore.. I don't think it could be."
[/b][/i] Kurt smiles a little, shaking his head when he sees Blaine tilting his head "Well, not all of us have interesting lives. If we all did, then it would be rather boring, wouldn't it...?"[/b] Kurt watches Blaine for a while longer, before his haze falls down to his book, just trying to pay attention to that instead until Blaine began introducing himself, giving him his full attention the entire time he spoke. Kurt raises an eyebrow hearing Blaine giving a sigh, looking down briefly to watch him doodle before looking back up to listen to Blaine speak. "I was too hopeful. It didn't look like the accepting kind of place, but I thought maybe I'd be wrong. That appearances would be deceiving. But they're not, and this place is just.. where I don't wanna be."[/b][/i]. Kurt props his hand up on his him, keeping his eyebrow raises as he tilted his head in question "So, if you don't want to be here, then why did you come..?"[/b] He asks, keeping his head tilted in question. After scowling, Kurt tries to calm himself down, trying not to take too much notice when he notices that Blaine was taken aback, before looking over at Blaine when hearing his pencil drop onto his paper. "You were in California? Must have been a few years ago.. that or your tan just.. wore off real quick. "[/b][/i] Kurt nods, writing down a few notes, before looking back up at Blaine "It was a while back. Though, I don't really tan anyways. I don't I would have ne if I'd just left"[/b] He chuckles softly as he speaks, keeping his head propped up on his chin. Kurt shifts slightly, making more room for Blaine when he rests his head on top of his arms after crossing them "Some people just.. I don't know. Their existence is pathetic and I don't see the point of having them round if all they're here to do is make our lives misery."[/b][/i]. Kurt sighs a little, shrugging. "Who really knows? But they probably just feel the need to poison the world."[/b] He sighs a little, before letting Blaine speak again. "I'm not saying that some guys aren't bisexual, but it's the easier way out, isn't it? An easy way to get away from all the pain. Because that's what it is."[/b][/i]. Kurt nods, frowning a little "It is easier...Though, ironically, it actually makes it harder for bisexuals to come out because they'll get told the same things. That it's just a phase, or they're just confused. They'll also have people thinking that they're just claiming bi because it's easier."[/b] "I don't see why we get all the shit for being the good ones.. that's all.. "[/b][/i]. Kurt lets out a drawn out sigh, just shaking his head "Because people can't accept anything that's remotely different from the norm.. It's frowned upon, according to them"[/b] It was...relaxing somewhat to have someone to talk to this about. Kurt never had anyone. No one really understood. But there Blaine was... Someone who would actually talk to him about this. "I was lucky enough to go to a school that didn't contain students who mocked me for my sexuality. The faculty wasn't a problem. My father, however.. different story"[/b][/i] Kurt sighs a little, giving a wry smile "I would kill to find a school like that. It's like finding a unicorn, these days."[/b] When Blaine mentions his father his face falls "Your father doesn't approve...?"[/b] Kurt could relate; somewhat. Burt was completely fine with his sexuality, and supported him the best he could, as did Lily. But they weren't his real mother and father, even though they definitely filled the requirements. No, his parents, his real ones, hated him after he even hinted that he might have preferred males. And after he was found dancing with another boy at one of his father's fancy parties? All hell broke loose, and resulted in Kurt being kicked out of his parents house, heavily injured. He knew he didn't have long, and no one was going to take pity on him because his father was sure to let the entire village know exactly why he had been kicked out with so many injuries. But one person did take pity on him, and she took him home. After seeing the woman's face, Kurt couldn't remember anything after that, apart from waking up, never going to be the same again -- he just had that feeling -- and waking up in a house he didn't know. He spoke to both Lily and Burt when they came into his room for a while, and they explained everything that happened when he'd blacked out. After that, Kurt left his old life behind, and decided to become a Hummel. He didn't have any regrets though. Kurt actually hadn't thought about his biological father for a long time. If it wasn't for Blaine mentioning his own, Kurt doubted he would've gave his birth parents a second thought. "You just care, that's all. If you were straight I'd probably have been pushed off my chair by now and told to go sit in the trash where faggots like me belong"[/b][/i] Kurt lets out a slight chuckle, continuing to look at Blaine "Well, at this school, more than likely. I'd probably be one of the few that actually bother too much with people being gay. There's really little people here who are like that."[/b]
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