Do Over

By: MElsieR

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of the characters.

If Dave could go back with the knowledge he has now, he would do it in a heartbeat. He wishes more than anything that he could change his past. He doesn't have a boyfriend and the one he wants is in love with someone else. He finally came out to his dad and he's really okay with it and very supportive. All these years of hiding were exhausting and for what? His dad accepted his sexual orientation immediately even going as far as telling Dave that he had his suspicions.

Dave still hadn't told his best friend, Azimio yet. He can't stand pretending to be something he's not, even though Azimio never called him on it before so technically it's all in his head that he's hiding anything from him in the first place. It's all very confusing in Dave's mind. If he had just come out when Kurt gave him the opportunity at junior prom, everyone would know already.

Dave sat on his front porch looking up at the stars. If only wishing upon a star really worked. Today was the last day of his high school career. Everything was so sad. Everyone saying good bye to each other and the thoughts running threw his mind. Thoughts like, 'this is the last time I will stand in this hallway and I will never see Kurt again, because he's going to New York'.

"I just wish I could get a do over." Dave whispered, looking up at the stars.

Knowing it was useless to believe in wishing stars and do overs; Dave stood up and made his way back into the house. This was his life. He made this bed, now he has to lay in it, his father was so fond of say. Dave went up to his room and changed his clothes and got into his real bed.

What a depressing life he had. He had spent years trying to hide who he really was and now he figured the pretending just wasn't worth it. Dave quickly fell asleep with Kurt on his mind. He hoped the Glee star would get everything he always wanted in life.

When Dave woke up the next morning he felt dizzy and light headed. He figured he just needed some food in his system. Being an athlete for the past seven years taught him that his body needs fuel to do something as simple as walking outside to get the mail.

When Dave gets down stairs and enters the kitchen he already has his heart set on a bowl of cinnamon life cereal. It was his favorite, but he would never admit that of course.

Half way through his breakfast, Dave father came down stairs dressed in a suit and carrying his brief case.

"You need to hurry up, David. You're going to be late." Paul said while shoving papers into his briefcase.

"Late for what?" Dave asked.

"It's your first day of school today, David. High school, remember?"

Dave was shocked. Was his day playing some kind of joke on him, because if he was it was not amusing?

"Don't joke, dad. I'm not in the mood."

"It's no joke to be late for school, David. Now, go upstairs and get dressed." Paul ordered, pulling Dave's spoon from his hand and placing the cereal bowl in the sink. "Go! I'm leaving in ten minutes and if you want a ride then you better hurry!"

Dave quickly made his way upstairs and pulled on a set of clean clothes. He was still trying to figure out what was going on. He figured he had nothing better to do today, so why not please his dad by going along with whatever he's planning. If this is some cruel joke on his part, than he would just have to deal with it later.

When he was dressed and ready to go, he started looking for his letterman jacket. Then he realized that if this really were his first day of school, he would not have earned it yet. His dad must have thought of that. Looking around his room, Dave realized that his laptop was missing along with many of his football trophies he had earned in the past couple of years. His dad was thorough.

Dave heard his father calling him from down stairs. Before heading out, Dave took one last deep breath and made his way down stairs. He really hoped this was not a joke.

When Paul dropped Dave off at school he instructed his son to stay out of trouble and to enjoy himself. He would only get one chance at high school.

Sure, Dave thought to himself as he entered McKinley High. When he go inside he was surprised to see everyone. Jake Israel was talking to his camera about the first day of school and his pick for prom queen at senior prom. The Asian chick was wheeling around that crippled rapper kid. And…Kurt, the object of his dreams was standing right in front of him.

Kurt was standing in front the locker, cursing it for not opening when his combination failed. Dave was just about to walk over and give the talented singer some help, when a large hand grabbed his shoulder from behind. When he jumped and turned to swing on whomever his attacker was, he found only his best friend standing there.

"Azimio! Don't do that!"

"Aw, did I scare The Fury?" Azimio laughed.

"That's a stupid name. I'm not naming my fist, Az." Dave said.

"You thought it was cool a couple weeks ago. You came up with it." Azimio complained.

"Yeah, well. It's stupid."

"Hey, look at him." Azimio said, nodding toward Kurt. "What a ferry!"

Dave looked quickly over at Kurt, who had obviously heard the comment and looked their way before turning back to his locker. Dave hadn't noticed before that Kurt was wearing a light purple dress shirt with a light pink scarf and what looked like brown leather pants. He did look feminine but that was something Dave loved about him. Dave turned back to his soon to be ex-best friend and promptly told him to shut up, before he turned and walked away.

Dave couldn't believe it! It really was his first day of high school again! This time everything would be different. He would be different and nothing would stop him from getting everything he wanted. He just had to do things better this time around. He knew what it was like to live in fear and peer pressure, and he was miserable. Kurt was miserable. This time high school was going to be great!