Title: In the Spotlight (Chapter six)
Author: Emma (Fyrewyre)
Pairing, Character(s): Dave Karofsky and Kurt Hummel (Eventual pairing), various glee members.
Rating: PG - PG 13
Spoilers: Season 2, episode 6 “Never been Kissed”
Summary: Karofsky is sentenced to life in Hell, or at least the next closest thing available: Glee Club.
Just to warn you all, this chapter is unbeta'd, and will probably be replaced with the beta'd version later on. All mistakes are my own.
That night Kurt sat on his bed, facemask caked on thick enough to make him look like an Elphaba wannabe, and looked through his math textbook.
He hated math, despised it with the white-hot intensity of a thousand suns, so naturally it was the class that he did the best in.
Your sense of humor is not appreciated, Spaghetti monster.
After jotting down the last part of his homework, damning whoever invented math as he did so, he glanced at the clock on his wall. And then he looked again, certain that if he’d been drinking something it would be sprayed it haphazardly over his specially-made if-this-is-anything-but-dry-cleaned-your-ass-is-grass bedspread.
It was only seven, and he only had history and Glee left to work on for the night. Normally he hadn’t reached that point until eight thirty at the earliest.
After a quick excursion upstairs to make sure the clock wasn’t broken, and another brief stop at the bathroom to peal his facemask off, Kurt decided to test out the theory that he might be caught in a time dilation field.
Pulling his laptop onto his bed, he checked Facebook.
Well, if he was in a time dilation field, so was the rest of the world.
He glanced at his homework, it hadn’t been particularly easier than normal, so why, why, why had it taken so little time?
For a moment, he could have sworn he heard dark laughter echoing through his room. But surely he had imagined it.
An aggravated noise in the back of his throat escaped as he turned away form his remaining homework (it was a paragraph-long summery of their current chapter, it could wait), and instead pulled his Glee notebook, yes he has a notebook for Glee club and you should be ashamed of yourself for assuming otherwise, and turned to the notes he’d written on ideas for that week’s assignment.
Assignment: Sing a song about heartbreak, preferably on your own, but duos accepted. (Note: Mr. Schu, stop bringing your personal life into the club, everyone else does that enough already)
Ideas: Not a damn one.
Kurt tapped his pencil against his chin thoughtfully, not many ideas to go on.
‘TO GOOGLE!’ the imaginary superhero in his head announced dramatically before running away and crashing dramatically into a wall.
He was just about to follow his advice, not the crashing into a wall part for that was quite dumb, when his facebook chat popped up, a new message practically screaming at him in order to announce itself.
Blaine: Hello there. :)
Kurt smirked and rolled his eyes.
Kurt: Hi Blaine. Smiley face.
Blaine: You know, normal people just put down :)
Kurt: Oh, I am far superior to normal people.
Kurt: No offense.
Blaine: Oh, I’m very offended, words cannot describe how offended I am.
Kurt: You’re not offended.
Blaine: Drat, my clever ruse has been discovered by… By…
Kurt: Amazing man.
Blaine: Hah, not even.
Kurt: And now I’M offended.
Kurt pulled up a new window and typed his search into Google as he and Blaine continued to chat.
Blaine: Are not.
Kurt: Are too, completely offended, I think you owe me like twenty lattes in order to make me less offended than I am now.
Blaine: Ne-VAH!
Kurt imagined Blaine, dressed in full super villain regalia, turning away with a dramatic flair to his cape before he ran away with a maniacal cackle. It was an amusing thought.
Kurt: Oh, you will. And you will ENJOY it!
Blaine: I wish you the best of luck.
Kurt scribbled down a few song titles as he and Blaine continued to banter over chat about things like songs, and elephants, and epic battles involving walrusser.
Eventually the topic turned to Glee, against Kurt’s will because he knew that if Rachel were to ever find out he discussed it with ‘the enemy’ he was a dead man.
Blaine: So what’s new, be honest with me now.
Kurt: Well… You’re not going to believe it.
Blaine: Try me.
Kurt: Well, I would have told you sooner, but we didn’t chat during the weekend, but we got a new club member on Friday.
Blaine: Oh? Tell me tell me.
Kurt: Karofsky.
Blaine: Wha?
Kurt: I know. Apparently he’s been forced to join Glee as a punishment or something.
Blaine: So how much of a disaster was it?
Kurt: …
Blaine: Kuuuuuurt?
Kurt: That’s just it, he wasn’t bad. He was actually… Really good.
Blaine: For real?
Kurt: If you tell ANYone I said that, I will murder you. With a Gucci handbag.
Blaine: So he’s really not bad?
Kurt: I didn’t believe it either!
Blaine: That’s just weird.
Kurt: Like you wouldn’t believe.
Blaine: So… Seeing as you most likely want to get off the subject of Karofsky, what else has happened that I don’t know about?
Kurt: We got a new Glee member today, her name is Sarah Bloom, and apparently she knows Puck.
Blaine: Puck?
Kurt: He’s the guy with the Mohawk who posts the winky emoticons on my Facebook wall whenever he’s drunk.
Blaine: Oh yeah, I like him, he seems like fun. :)
Kurt: Of COURSE you do.
Blaine: haha.
Kurt: Anyway, Sarah, she definitely needs some help.
Blaine: Horrible fashion sense? Bad singing voice?
Kurt: She was dragged into the choir room wearing an apron that looked like it came out of an obscure painting and more flour than could possibly have gone into any food, Blaine. FLOUR.
Kurt: but yes, she isn’t… On level with everyone else when it comes to singing. I think the only reason Rachel didn’t scare her away was because we need to ‘even out the numbers’
Blaine: Rachel scares me, and I haven’t even met her.
Kurt: she has that effect on people. Sarah looked like she was going to start crying when Rachel just sorta… Rachel’d.
Blaine: Ouch.
They continued to chat for a while longer, about three minutes, before Kurt decided that it was time to get off of facebook and on to working on his assignment.
He looked over his choices once more.
Ideas: Not a damn one. (Scratched out)
Heartbreaker (Mariah Carrey)
Love Song(Note: It’s sort-of about Heartbreak) (Sarah Bareilles)
And still, not many choices.
Maybe he would talk to Mr. Schu about changing the assignment.
He snorted quietly to himself before turning to his History homework. Not much chance of that working.