"I'll still see you after school and on weekends, so there will be plenty of time for movie marathons." I chuckle, and squeeze her shoulder before saying a quick goodbye, and heading to class.

* * * * *

The bell rings, taking me out of my misery. I pull my satchel over my shoulder, and straighten my hat, walking towards my locker.

I turn a corner, and see a Letterman jacket. This makes me flinch, and turn around. The pounding in my chest increases as I walk. I can't even turn a corner without being terrified. I had to leave, and soon.

I take the long way around the school, avoiding eye contact with everyone. I look straight down and hear snickers and giggles. I feel like everyone is staring at me.

"Nice hat, little girl! Oh wait, pardon me, you're a guy! Or should I say, gay?" Dave Karofsky shouts again, and laughs with his friends. I keep walking, as my eyes start to fill with tears. I feel so miserable.

He shoves me down, and kicks me in the side. A cry escapes my mouth as I clutch where he kicked me. I look up as he walks away, and nobody even glances down at me. It's like I'm invisible.

I get up, and push through the pain. It was glee rehearsal, which was the only good part of my day.

"Alright guys, we have Sectionals coming up in just a few weeks, and we have to get ready!" Mr. Schuester claps his hands together, and starts on his lesson. I zone out for a while, and think of what I should say to everyone in here.

Without even thinking, I stand up, and walk to the front of the room.

"Uh, Kurt? Do you want to say something?" Mr. Schue asks, pausing.

"Yes, if that's okay," I say, taking a deep breath. I look into the faces of all my friends. This used to be the safest place in the world to me. All these people mean so much, but I have to do this for my own good.

Rachel's face turns sad, as she perks up to listen. Her lip quivers the slightest.

"I-I'm leaving McKinley," I say simply. Everyone gasps, and a huge amount of noise erupts.

"He can't leave! He's out best alto!"

"Kurt, why?"

"Are you crazy? Have you lost your mind?"

"Why are you abandoning all of your friends?"

I put my hand up, and clear my throat.

"I don't feel safe here anymore. Everywhere I go, I'm constantly scared. This isn't against any of you, I love you all. I just want to be happy and not be harassed anymore. I-I'm really sorry." I look down, and wipe my eyes.

"Why didn't you tell us what was going on?" Finn asks.

"You couldn't have done anything. And besides, it's not your problem, it's mine."

Finn stands, and comes over to me. He pulls me into a tight hug, and just holds me for a second. I cry into his shirt. The rest of the glee club comes as well, surrounding me. I feel truly happy, but I know this is the right decision.

* * * * *

"I'm so proud of you, son." My dad tells me as we watch tv. Well, he watches tv. I read Vogue magazines.

"Thanks, dad. But I'm really going to miss them," I tell him, sighing.

"You still have one more day to go before you leave. Make the most of it." He tells me. I nod, and head upstairs.

I stand in front of my mirror, and look at myself. My eyes were a weird colour. And they were slanted. And my nose; seriously was bulging out of my face. I hate the way I look. I just cover it up with my outfits. Why couldn't I look like the football guys? Instead I look an incredibly gay woodland creature.

I glance at the pamphlet in my trash can; 'Pros and Cons of Ending it All'. A weird feeling sweeps over me. I've been so miserable that I've considered, yes, killing myself. I mean, what do I have to live for? It's not like I'll ever make any difference.

I look into the mirror again, my eyes welling up with tears. I looked so ugly when I cried.

Anger rises in my body. I stand, kicking my dresser. I scream, the sound scratching my throat. I grasp my cans of hair products and throw them at my walls.

My stomach feels like it's dropping. Emptiness swallows me whole as drop to my floor, and sob into my knees.

"Why..?" I cry.

*****

After calming myself down, I fold my clothes away, thinking of what I should wear to the new school.

I can't even remember the name of the new school that I'm going to. It doesn't matter anyway. I just need to escape and I don't care where.

Tomorrow was going to be my last day at McKinley. I almost won't be able to handle it. I love all my friends.

But I have to leave.

I turn off my lamp, and climb into my bed.  I just sit there and soak into my thoughts, which slowly carry me into darkness.

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Sooooo, how was my first chapter? Please vote, and give me some feedback! Blaine is introduced very soon, don't worry!
Which Klaine duet is your guys' favourite? Mine is 'Come What May' oh my god that song gives me the chills when they sing it.  Comment and tell me!

Have a great day or night, Klainers! (whichever it is ;))

-Emma :-)

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