I've mentioned before that He Made You Perfect is based in part on real things that happened to me when I was a wee teen and led directly to Losing my Religion.

But it was more than religion, I lost everything that year. My world slipped out from under my feet leaving me barely treading water.
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Kurt sat on the front porch of the main building, his bag by his side. He watched the students mill about, looking for their assigned buses. Kurt warily eyed the Ohio bus at the far end of the parking lot, stalling as long as possible.

He and Blaine ran from the auditorium after their song, stealing away to the woods and cuddling there together, ( Read more... )

Kurt sat in the front row of the chapel auditorium, a tense Jessica by his side. She had been watching him like a hawk for every spare moment of the day.

Josiah took the stage and picked up the microphone.

“Let's pray together, guys, and then we'll jump right into the show.” Josiah led the auditorium in a prayer for everyone to perform to the best of ( Read more... )

Blaine pulled the blankets over his head to block out the sunlight coming through the window. His head was pounding and his throat was scratchy. He hadn't slept well, only losing consciousness after crying into his pillow for hours the night before. He finally rolled out of bed and trudged to the shower.

He turned the tap on, leaving it so hot that ( Read more... )

Kurt fussed with his hair in front of the mirror. It was still a little overly fluffed from the morning at the lake. Why can't it just behave? Why now, when I'm trying to get ready for my first real date? Kurt thought, his pulse quickening.

“I guess you have plans?” Josh said, watching him primp. “You didn't eat much at dinner.”

“I, um...” Kurt said ( Read more... )

“Pull! Come on guys. We'll be out here all day if you don't put a little effort into it. Kurt! Your canoe is just going to keep going in circles if you can't keep up.” Jessica shouted as she focused on Kurt's ineffective paddling.

Kurt huffed in response and tried again to smooth down his hair with a flick of his wrist. It was pointless out on the ( Read more... )

Tears stung Josh's eyes as he stalked out of the building. He wrapped his arms around himself to ward off the damp chill coming off the lake, and he hiked towards the dorms with his head down. It had been warm and cozy in the basement, and a feeling of joy and belonging had grown in his chest, but the farther he walked from the main building the ( Read more... )

When Kurt got back up to his room, Josh was waiting for him, his face tense. Kurt set down his laundry basket on his bed. “Kurt, can we talk?” Josh said.

“Always,” Kurt replied, warily.

“I screwed up before. I do want to be friends with you. I don't hate you for not believing in God or anything like that... I'm just so scared. The people at my church ( Read more... )

After lunch, during which Kurt relayed to Blaine his less-than-successful attempt to apologize to Josh, the pair walked to Worship together.

Although Kurt was dreading it, Worship wasn't that bad. It was as if Josiah was giving them a breather after the intensity of the previous afternoon. Under the guise of preparing for the Friday talent show, ( Read more... )

Josh brushed his face across the pillow, turning his eyes to the light. A feeling of bliss and contentment filled him, until he woke up enough to remember the events of the previous day. The brutal argument with Kurt, skipping dinner and crying in his dorm before slipping into sleep. Kurt must have come in after that, quietly enough not to wake ( Read more... )