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Summary: Kurt’s just trying to survive his last semester of college, which means making it through student teaching in one piece.

A/N: Written for the 2020 @gleepotluckbigbang

So one thing, I got my wires crossed and thought my posting date was the 16th, when in actuality that was the LAST day of my posting week. So. Oops. Here it is lmao.

There is a boatload of more AN on AO3, but for now I would like to acknowledge the lovely @somefeministtheatrepls who betad this fic and whithout who’s guidance I would be lost af.

Art by @justgleekout to be posted!

Enjoy!

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The giant metal doors that lead into the high school loom above Kurt like a bad omen, and while the term impending doom seems a little dramatic, it‘s one that keeps racing across his mind like the light up words scrolling from right to left on a marquee. All that’s missing is a giant red flashing sign that’s blinking: DANGER! DO NOT ENTER!

Four of the worst years of his life occurred in an institution just like this one and he decided to come back? Why the hell did he decide to come back?

Right, because of the one thing that made those four years simultaneously the best years of his life. Music.

Epilogue 

A/N: Welp, here it is! Final installment :(

Thank you for all your kudos and kind words, i had such a fun time writing this story, even if it did get a bit hard through quarantine. If you ever have a chance, I highly recommend taking a listen to the music featured in this fic! I promise it's all good, and most of the recordings are by HIGH SCHOOL KIDS!? I just think that's mind-blowing but im also a huge choir nerd lmao

Anyways, hugest thanks in the word to Adri, who helped TREMENDOUSLY with this story. Seriously, I don't know if it would be what it is without her and her mind.

enjoy this epilogue :)

There’s no rest for the wicked—or apparently, choir directors either.

Kurt takes a day or two to regroup, give the kids time off and some critical feedback on their performance, and then it’s time to start rehearsal for their Spring show.

At the insistence of the choir council (the group of peer voted officers from the choir) the theme is “Throwback”, which to them essentially just means any song written before the 21st century. He asks for their input on song choices, and they insist on doing a rendition of Don’t Stop Believing from some weirdly unrealistic TV show about a show choir.

It grows on Kurt… eventually.

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TMEA - Convention

A/N: Okay so these next two chapters are focused on one of my faaaaaaavorite parts about being a music teacher: the Texas Music Educators Association conference.

The composer's note for the SECOND song mentioned/linked (the first one is in there just for fun, but if you want chills, i still suggest you watch it;) is the real composers note, and I was actually there back in 2017 when it debuted at the national ACDA conference. It's a really beautiful piece and I linked a performance that I hiiiiiiighly recommend you take a listen to!!! It's seriously SO heartbreakingly beautiful.

As usual, thanks to Adri, who helped clear a bunch of things up in these next two chapters especially!

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Through the hustle and bustle of hundreds of music educators roaming the exhibition hall, Kurt finds it a goddamn miracle that he can even hear Rachel on the other end of the phone he currently has pinned between his ear and shoulder.

“Our flight gets in at eight in the morning tomorrow, and then of course we’ll have to check into the hotel, but we are definitely going to be there for the Women’s All-State Choir Concert. You said you had a student, right? That’s exciting!”

Kurt fans through a few reading packets of songs written for high school mixed chorus. Mr. Davidson had told him he could pick a piece for the Varsity choir to sing at contest (which was in April—only two short months away), and Kurt thought it best to peruse the vendors, see what they had to offer.

The multi-day conference as a whole is set up by the Texas Music Educators Association to offer a week of seminars on new teaching methods, concert sessions to showcase new music, and of course, celebrate those students who made the all state Choirs, Bands, and Orchestra with concerts of their own.

Hot For (Piano) Teacher

A/N: As always, huge thanks to Adri for working her ✨ magic ✨ on this story

“We have three choirs,” Mr. Davidson explains. The bell that dismisses students from their first period class (which Kurt and his mentor teacher took as a planning period) rings. “The JV Girls this coming period, Varsity Mixed after that, and then Show Choir after lunch and conference. We’re just working on solos since Solo and Ensemble is right around the corner. We’re not taking them to contest anyways.”

By the time the bell rings, twenty five girls are standing on the risers before Kurt. Mr. Davidson introduces him with a quick announcement before sending him to a practice room to work with a few of the girls on their solos for the upcoming competition.

Working with the JV girls is easy enough. For most of them, it’s their first year in choir and the biggest hurdle involved getting them to sing at an audible volume. Overall, Kurt enjoys his time with them, but is secretly more excited to meet the Varsity group.

Finally, the bell rings. Kurt dismisses the student he’d been working with—a freshman singing The Sandman —and heads back to the choir room.

Not thirty seconds after the passing period starts, a young girl with wide eyes urgently strides up to Kurt, her tight curls bouncing with every step she takes. Kurt regards her with caution, as she’s putting off some serioius Rachel Berry vibes.

Contest

A/N: okay, so WILD when I was looking for recordings for these songs, I was like okay, I def want to use youth and HS choirs just to showcase what students are capable of.

The first two recordings are of some sort of honor choirs, but when I searched up the last song, the first recording that popped up was just a regular High School choir singing it for their UIL Contest. So I click on the link and as it turns out, that choir is directed by the man who was once my middle school director!

Anyways, small world! Enjoy!

Written for the 2020 @gleepotluckbigbang Fic Exchange!

Gifted to: @esperantoauthor

Beta’d by: @somefeministtheatrepls

Pairing: Klaine, obvsies

Esperanto asked for:

One of the characters is an Empath

Jealousy

Friends to Lovers

Miscommunication

Angst to Fluff

Summary: On the night of Halloween, the New Directions decide to go camping. For Blaine, an empath, this isn't too exciting. But spending time with Kurt, his best friend who he's hopelessly in love with, definitely is.

Season 2 - AU

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What’s In A Name?

“So, what I’m hearing is that you’re in love with him and you don’t even know his name.”

Kurt hoists the pizza out of the brick oven and carefully places it on the cooling rack, the heat waves hitting him like a slap in the face that he always braces himself, yet never seems to be ready for. He saves his eye roll until he’s sure Santana can see it. “I’m saying that he’s young, and cute, and we’re in the same profession, and we were even both born in Ohio, how perfect is that?”

“Oh dear god,” Santana groans. “It sounds like we’re going to have another Finn situation on our hands.”

He shoots her a glare as he pulls a ready-to-go pizza crust out of its commercial packaging. “It is not another Finn situation, as Mr. Anderson is in fact, gay, and will likely not end up being my step brother.”

Mental Health Day

A/N: lmaooooo I literally forgot to post this on tumblr until now it has been a DAY my peeps, enjoy!!

A Moment of Blaine

When Blaine walks into the choir room the following Monday, Mr. Davidson is finishing warm ups with the varsity choir. He only notices this because usually Kurt’s the one running warm ups, while the actual choir teacher hides out in his office for a few extra minutes doing god knows what on his computer.

After class, Mariana comes up to Blaine, worry etched onto her face. “Did Mr. H tell you why he was out today? We miss the way he does warm up.”

Blaine shakes his head. “I didn’t even know he’d be out today,” he answers honestly.

But he’s still curious, of course. Kurt hasn’t missed a single day of student teaching yet. On top of that, the last time they’d spoken, they’d promised to see each other on Monday. Well, it’s Monday and Blaine finds himself unexpectedly missing his lunch buddy.