Kurt was into performing. Poppy was into sport.
Growing up, it had always been as simple as that for Kurt Hummel's younger sister, and boarding school in England had set her up to be a professional soccer player. Then her foot was crushed by a drun...
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Chapter Forty - The Scientist
The good thing about making the wrong choice is that you will know for certain what the right one is. I was lucky, I had managed to play most of the football season before I left. in fact, it was probably the thought of there no longer being any football that compelled me so much to leave. I had made friends, but none of a lifetime. The idea of spending a few purposeless months with people I didn't really want to be around sickened me, so after our final match I had booked a flight and turned up back home insisting to my dad I wasn't going back. He wasn't too opposed, in fact, he had told me he wasn't surprised as this was something I'd do.
It wasn't that I was unpopular, in fact, my boarding school hacks I had picked up in England had favoured me immensely. Not often there were transfers for senior year and my stash of alcohol I had packed and the clothes Kurt had helped me pick out with my Topshop discount, it was the most popular I had ever been. Though my attempt to resurrect their glee club failed miserably, and I was ready to return.
I wasn't scared about going back to McKinley, but I should have been. The moment I had stepped in the school I lost contact with everyone, though I justified it for my own good, as I knew if I had been hearing from Sam on the phone about what everyone was up to in the Glee Club that it would just sadden me. Blaine didn't text much anyways, I told him it would just upset him more, but in reality, it was me it would upset the most.
So, upon my return and whisper from Kurt that there was a Sadie Hawkins dance, I had arranged to meet with one of the Glee Club members I had never been that close with anyways: Artie.
"So you're back?" he asked, he was smiling, we had always gotten along.
I nodded, "For good, it took me five months away to realise I'm more of a performer than a footballer."
He giggled softly, "That's good, but you're too late. We already lost Sectionals."
"Finn said at Christmas," I sighed, "but I'm not here for Sectionals, I'm here to spend my last few months at school with you guys. I just want to make a bit of an entrance, not to be dramatic but it's been too long since I've been on a stage, and I heard you guys are performing at Sadie Hawkins."
