"Alright. Any questions?" Mr. Schue asked.
Max raised his hand, looking over at Kurt. "Is it true your nickname used to be Lady Hummel?"
Kurt dropped the sheet music he was holding, looking over at the boy sharply. "Who told you that?"
"My dad did. He said you two know each other really well, you practically knew each other inside out. How come you said you were only acquaintances?"
You practically knew each other inside out.
His stomach churned. "It was better than the other wording. Look, Max, we can talk about this later."
"But you two were clearly friends," Max pressed.
Will badly concealed his burst of laughter with a cough, everyone looking over at him.
"Why'd you laugh?" he demanded.
"Nothing. You two can go in my office and... talk."
Kurt gave Will a bitch glare when nobody was looking, heading into the office.
"Why did he laugh? What other wording? Why didn't you tell me the truth?"
Kurt sighed. "Slow down a bit. I didn't want to bring it up, but I'll answer your questions if you want me to. Your father and I weren't friends; the only wording I could think of was 'mortal enemies' so I decided to go with acquaintances."
"Mortal enemies? Why?" Max asked.
You practically knew each other inside out.
"It's a long story. We just... didn't get along great."
"Why not?"
You practically knew each other inside out.
"Our personalities just clashed, I guess. We were very different people."
"But how does that make you enemies?"
You practically knew each other inside out.
"The way it was handled. There was some... stuff that happened."
You practically knew each other inside out.
"What kind of stuff?"
You practically knew each other inside out.
"Mr. Hummel?"
You practically knew each other inside out.
"What do you mean?"
You practically knew each other inside out.
The words swirled in Kurt's head, floor swaying beneath him.
"Just... Rejoin the class, Max. I'll be right out. You can ask your father if you want to know."
Max left and Kurt sank down in a chair, holding his head in his hands. His stomach was in knots.
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Chrysanthemums
Fanfiction'Are there meanings behind these other ones too?' He traced the flower on his wrist. 'Well, the chrysanthemums are mainly to cover up the scars. They represent optimism and a long life, so I thought they'd balance it out.' Kurt's followed his drea...
