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"Get away from me," Izzy said, his back turned to Samm, as she followed him down the street. "I'll never talk to you again."

"But Izzy," Samm nearly cried. "It was for the best. You and Kurt don't belong together! You belong here, with Mom and me! I was doing you a favor."

"A favor?" Izzy finally turned around, his eyes red from crying, tears streaming down his face like sweat. "You call breaking up with the love of my life for me when I did not ask you to a FAVOR?" He wizzed himself back around, adjusting his bag of belongings on his shoulder.

"I just wanted you to come home," Samm said, on the verge of tears. "I love you! You're my brother!"

"Yeah, funny way of showing your so-called love." He sped up his stride, leaving a distraught Samm in the dust. "I hate you."

Those last three words crushed Samm as if her heart had been stepped on by an elephant.

Izzy did not knock on Rachel's door, but when he was nearing her front porch he called her cell phone to let her know that he was coming over. Rachel was already at the door by the time he arrived.

"What happend, Izzy?!" She was frightened by the intensity his sobbing had achieved by that point. "Come sit down." She took his bag, sat it down next to her school bag, and guided him to be seated on her couch.

He had stopped crying so hard after a while, and he was finally able to find his voice. He began from where else? The begining.

"I love you," Kurt said, then lightly kissing Izzy goodnight on the cheek. "Sleep tight."

"I will," Izzy sweetly smiled. He was so in love. He made himself comfortable on the lumpy couch of Kurt's living room, as Kurt slowly walked up the staircase to his room. Izzy was so used to the pattern when sleeping over at Kurt's house, since he had been basically living there for about a month. But he would have appreciated this one night a lot more if he knew it would be his last night with his sweet, adorable boyfriend.

They both woke up at the same time the next morning, and they both got ready at the same time. Kurt was in high school, a sophmore. Izzy was only in the eighth grade, but they went to school at the same time, anyway. Kurt was more of a rebel, while Izzy was more the good boy type; Kurt skipped school a lot, he smoked, and sometimes he drank. Izzy usually had perfect attendence and was strictly straightedge. But Kurt had recently become a sort of bad influence on Izzy. Izzy had missed an entire week of school, along with Kurt, the week before. This was Monday, and Izzy was going to school for the first time in a while. He wasn't too excited to see Samm, his twin sister, who had always hated Kurt, though she hardly knew him. She knew Samm would like him if they just got to know eachother.

That week while Izzy was out, Samm called him every day, atleast three times daily. She was so worried about her brother/best friend being under the influence of such a hoodlum.

Kurt drove Izzy to his middle school, Windy Hill, and kissed him goodbye. Inside, he was devoured by Samm's tirade. After the lecture, which Izzy had hardly payed attention to, Samm knew Izzy had learned his lesson and could do no else but glomp him. They both loved hugs.

Over all, they just missed eachother. Samm missed Izzy's perverted sense of humor and soft-to-the-touch hair, and Izzy had missed Samm's fake canadian accent and the way she always bit her nails. Not only was he reunited with his sister, but he was also back to see his other friends, like Rachel, Imogen, Lars, Gerard, Frank, Mikey, Ray, Bob and the whole gang.

"Izzy!" Rachel squeeled. "I missed you!"

"Where have you been?" Frank asked.

Izzy was basically hugged by everyone, because everyone in the school loved him, he was so sweet and friendly. Well, almost everyone. There were a few people, like Guy, Evan, Matthew, and some other douche bags, who were huge homophobics. They didn't like Izzy because he was gay, even though it wasn't his fault. Izzy loved himself, though, and he took none of the hatred toward him to heart. That's why a lot of people respected him.

After being reunited with his friends, they were off to class. Between almost every class period, Izzy, Rachel, and Samm would sneak into the girls bathroom to hang out. They had nearly every class together. Inside the bathroom, Izzy would be texting back and forth to Kurt, instead of talking with Rach and Samm like usual. This was begining to annoy the two girls.

During class that day, Samm had brought the subject into conversation with Rachel.

"Don't you think it's kind of rediculous, how obsessed Izzy is with his hoodlum boyfriend?" She said.

"I know!" Rachel agreed. "He's a bad influence. I wish Izzy would see the error of his ways and get with someone more right for him, like... Mikey."

"But Mikey isn't gay.."

"That's what you think," Rachel smirked.

Samm was confused, but there was no time for confusion. "I wonder what would happen if Izzy broke up with Kurt," She had an idea on the rise.

"Well that'll never happen," Rachel laughed at the idea. When she saw the look on Samm's face, she knew what she was thinking. "Samm, don't interfere. They're happy. It's none of your buisness, anyway."

Before Rachel could talk Samm out of her plan, the bell rang. Rachel and Izzy headed for the girl's bathroom, and Samm tagged along. Izzy was bringing his phone, of course.

When inside the bathroom, Izzy received a text message from, who else? Kurt. He beamed at what Kurt had called him, "doll."

"How cute," he giggled. Then he headed for one of the stalls. "Will someone hold my phone while I pee?" Samm came forward to retrieve the phone.

"Remember to put the seat down," Rachel said. "Someone might get suspicious if they walk into the girls bathroom and one of the seats is up."

Izzy gave her the thumbs up.

Quickly and quietly, Samm began to type something on Izzy's phone. Rachel got nervous.

"What are you doing?!" She demanded to know.

"I'm just playing with his phone. I like his phone." But that was not what Samm was really doing. She was sending a text message to Kurt. All part of her plan.

At the end of the school day, Izzy waited outside the halls of Windy Hill for Kurt to arrive. When he did not, Izzy decided to take the walk to Kurt's house. Inside, he knew something very wrong had happend. But on the outside, he was his normal, sunshiney self.

When at Kurt's house, Izzy knocked on the door.

Kurt opened the door a crack, then slammed it shut. Izzy could tell Kurt had been crying.

"Kurt?!" Izzy nearly yelled through the door. "Are you alright?"

"Leave me alone!" He heard him sobbing. "Go away!"

"What's wrong? What happend?"

"Don't play stupid," He sobbed a bit harder.

Izzy said nothing. He was clueless.

"Why?" Kurt asked through his tears, pulling the door a crack open again.

"Why what?" Izzy asked.

"Why'd you break up with me? I thought you loved me!"

When Izzy said nothing, Kurt slammed the door in his face. Suddenly, everything became clear to Izzy. "That BITCH!" He nearly yelled. Why would Samm do this to him?

He tried to explain that Samm had pretended to be him and broke up with him through text message, but Kurt would have none of it.

"You're such a liar," he sobbed. "Just leave."

And so Izzy left.