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Post by Kurt Edward Hummel [Away] on Feb 28, 2012 0:53:49 GMT
  Kurt honestly couldn't remember the last time he'd even went to school. It was about a week or two ago? Maybe it was a little more, or a little less. Kurt honestly didn't know, and he was at the point where he was past the point of caring. The first few days or so, he had managed to convince his father that he was actually sick. So, he got a few proper days off there. Once a week had passed, Kurt's father tried to get him to go to school, just to see how he would go. No matter how hard he tried to make his father think otherwise, Kurt was unsuccessful. Luckily, though, his father didn't drag him to McKinley. So, for the first time ever, Kurt had ditched, and didn't go back since.
Kurt couldn't go back. He wanted to - Kurt cared about his education a hell of a lot. But when Kurt knew that there was a chance he could be there? Kurt couldn't. He just couldn't bring himself to actually walk through those doors. Blaine Freakin' Anderson, the resident badboy of McKinley. Kurt hated that he was letting this complete ass making him...depressed really. Kurt.. He just hoped, in some way, that Blaine was different. But after their... time in the auditorium, Kurt knew that wasn't the case. Like, at all.
Currently, Kurt was sitting, as usual, in the Lima Bean. Kurt didn't take his usual seat, but instead, sat in one of the booths near the back. Kurt glances at his reflection in one of the windows; he looked a state. His hair hadn't been styled, or even combed, and was just sticking out at all angles; he hadn't bothered with his usual skincare routine, so his skin had more pores than he would've wanted; his clothes had just been thrown together, though subconsciously, they did match, but it wasn't anything like he usually wore; and his lack of sleep was clear from the bags under his eyes. Yep, he was a wreck, and coffee was the only thing keeping him going at the moment.
Looking out the window, Kurt's face falls, seeing three people he knew: Lyric, Quinn, and Rachel. What they were doing here, Kurt had no idea. At all. Swearing under his breath, Kurt looks away from the window, trying to hide his face as best as he could when they walked past him. Hearing the door opening, and assuming that the three girls had walked in, Kurt looks back out of the window, desperately trying to make himself as hidden as possible without sticking out like a sore thumb.
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[/b] 439 MUSE:[/b] COUGH SYRUP[/b][/font][/size][/url] TAGS: [/b] LYRIC / QUINN / RACHEL NOTES:[/b] Not great, but it'll do ^^ [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify][/size] |
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Post by Lyric Valentine Hutchinson*Awy on Mar 8, 2012 5:39:59 GMT
It was a Kurt Hummel hunt. That was what these three girls were on. The New York would be as good as gold as soon as they had the diffcult little boy on broad. The secret weapon for this task was one little blond music note. The Faberry knew that she would be key. Because even though Kurt seemed to be avoiding all three no one could stay mad at Lyric when she got bubbly happy. Not even a boy as gay as Kurt Edward Hummel. Though to put the cute and bubbly act into work they had to find him. The task was proving harder than to be expected. They were headed to the Lima Bean. One of his known hiding places.
Upon entering, the first thing that Lyric's eye catching is Kurt trying to hide from them. She whispers to Quinn her coffee order and runs off to the corner that the boy is hiding in. She plops in the chair next to her. That huge bubbly smile that reaches all the way to her eyes plastered on her face. There's my Kurtiekins. You've been hiding from me and Little Hutch isn't too happy about that. He had this irresistable charm wrapped up into an oddly unfitting package and yet it worked for her.
Quinn was waiting in line with Rachel. They were here to get Kurt on their side and Lyric had already run off to start working her charm. She looked at Rachel. So, you think she'll win him over or at least knock a few cracks in him? They were trying everything. Lyric being the best bet. She would accomplish something by the end of the day.
Words; 218
Tagged; Kurtiekins! <333
Muse; RUNAWAY
Notes; hope this doesn't suck
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Post by Kurt Edward Hummel [Away] on Mar 30, 2012 20:04:42 GMT
Kurt was still trying to hide from all three girls, but mainly Lyric. Quinn and Rachel would probably try and leave him be after a while but Lyric? Kurt doubted she would give up easily, if at all. But Kurt was just as stubborn as she was. Kurt had no objections to going to New York with them -- the idea sounded amazing -- but he was not going with them if Anderson was going to come along. It would just be incredibly awkward after what happened between them, and it wasn't something Kurt wanted to deal with. He knew that after a while, Kurt would probably get over it quickly if he had nothing to do with Anderson for the rest of his life, and the way things were probably going to go with Lyric? That didn't seem like it was going to be possible.
Kurt was currently thinking of ways he could initiate ninja mode, before he hears Lyric, making him jump slightly " There's my Kurtiekins. You've been hiding from me and Little Hutch isn't too happy about that"
[/b][/i] He blinks quickly a few times after just staring at her for a few moments, before clearing her throat. "Lyric,"[/b] Kurt says, smiling weakly. "So, what brings you here then? I thought school was still in session"[/b] Kurt glances over the door, trying to make an escape plan when he realizes that it was going to be impossible, seeing as how Lyric was standing right next to him.
WORDS:[/b] 247 MUSE:[/b] COUGH SYRUP[/b][/font][/size][/url] TAGS: [/b] LYRIC / QUINN / RACHEL NOTES:[/b] I totally forgot about this. Sorry. xD[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify][/size] |
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