I'm too sexy for this teen delinquincy

[singslikeagirl]

Who: singslikeagirl + Massive Hangover + Anyone who dares to look at him
What: The joys of teen booze-ups
Where: Halls
When: Monday
Rating: PG

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[morbidbubbles]

Tina had been walking to her locker when she passed a disheveled male figure in the halls that forced her to pause and do a double-take. "K-K-KURT?!" she exclaimed in a voice that for her was unusually loud, nearly dropping her books as she rushed to the boy's side. "Wh....wh-what happened to you? Y-You look....." Confused? Sick? All kinds of wrong? "...terribly unfashionable to the point of straightness."

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Kurt winced at the level of her voice and had a strong urge to curl up on the floor in a fetal position. Getting trampled would probably be less painful than this anyway. Instead, he just remained still, his eyes looking down at himself slightly woozily. "...I'm straight? Does this mean I have to touch boobs?" he mumbled in confusion.

[morbidbubbles]

If Tina hadn't been carrying her books, this would've been a perfect face-palm moment for her. "N-No," Tina said carefully, tilting her head to look at her friend. "Let's hope not. Erm...d-do you want to find a place to sit down?"

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It was probably a good thing she was carrying books or Kurt's mind would probably automatically start wondering if he had to touch her boobs, and really, the world felt off-kilter enough. With a slight nod, he side-stepped to seek out that place to sit and nearly tripped over his own toes, banging into the locker next to him.

He held up the boot. "Is this yours?"

[morbidbubbles]

Tina shook her head, still bewildered at Kurt's condition. She blinked and slowly replied "N..o....isn't it yours?" God I hope it's his. I don't want to know what he's doing carrying someone else's shoe..

Frowing, Tina tucked her books under one arm and gently placed the other around Kurt's shoulder. "H-Here, let's try to avoid the lockers, okay?" She carefully guided him to a cushioned seat just a few feet down the hall from a bathroom. "Why don't you...a-and your b-b-boot sit down for a minute?"

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"You have pretty hair..." Kurt offered, watching her as she led him up to the seats. He dropped down heavily into one of them, and then for a horrific moment, he was sure he was about to upchuck all over Tina's fabulous-- "Can I have your shoes?"

[morbidbubbles]

"Th...thank.. you?" Tina tucked one lock of hair behind her ear, flattered but still confused. "Has Kurt ever complimented me before?" With no time to search through her memory banks, Tina placed her books down on the seat next to Kurt but remained standing in case she needed to call for help.

She blinked and looked down at her feet after the boy's inquiry. "Uh... I-I'm not sure they'd fit you, Kurt....A-And since when do you dig steel-toed shoes in p-plaid?"

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Kurt slowly raised himself up again and blinked a few times as he looked at her woozily. "I've been having impure thoughts about a boy. That I think I imagined. Did I streak naked at any point between now and last Friday? Just... y'know... outta curiosity."

[morbidbubbles]

"I d-d-d-don't think s-so..." Tina replied, wondering if she should take Kurt to the nurse. "I'm pretty sure your modesty is intact. Wh-what's this about an imaginary boy?"

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