Glee FanFic: Falling to PiecesKurt POV Homeroom. Or should I say the beginning of hell? Either way, it's bound to be boring. I took my seat at the front of the room, between some Cheerio on my left that I chose not to register in my brain and an empty seat, after I'd placed everything in my locker. I rested my chin on my hand in a very bored-like fashion, a neutral expression on my face, my eyes glazed as I stared at nothing, still weary from oversleeping. The homeroom teacher, an elderly woman who was in dire need of a fashion consultant, stood at the front of the room, and cleared her throat as a sign that the class was to give her their undivided attention. "Alright, everyone, we've got a new student today." Oh, new student great. "She moved here from London, so she may not be one-hundred percent accustomed to America yet, so I want you all to be courteous." Our homeroom teacher dea
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