A/N: I know I shouldn't really start another story, but I thought about this one for over a year now. So yeah, say hi to Marlo, this time as Kurt's twin sister. YAY!

It's going to be mostly focused on Klaine and Rory/Marlo, with past Jeff/Marlo and maybe future Niff. Other than that it's going to be canon, sorry non-cannon-pairings-shippers.

Mary "Marlo" Hummel hated High School. Well, not really High School per say – she was just never fond of the people there. Jocks. Cheerleaders. Nerds. Sluts. Labels were never her thing. But maybe that's because she applied to the last one.

But that was years ago, just when she started this hellhole called William McKinley High School. Now, as a Senior, she was proud to say that she haven't slept with anyone for almost a year.

But labels were never about what you stopped doing, she was never going to be the one who stopped whoring herself around – they were about what you already did. That's why Quinn will be the pregnant celibacy club president for the rest of her life. That's exactly why guys slapped Marlo's ass when she passed by them. That's why each time someone found a positive pregnancy test in girl's bathroom the whole school exploded with gossip about her baby's possible fathers.

That's why her last boyfriend was living two hours away from Lima. Jeff never knew about that. Of course, he knew she had experience with guys – many guys – before. He just didn't have to know that being the school's slut was the lowest of the highest positions in the High School's food chain.

She didn't have to worry about herself, so she could worry about her twin brother, Kurt, instead. She used her position to help him too. Her 'leave him alone and you might get something from this' moments were legends now. And Kurt didn't have to know exactly what she did to help him.

But people called her names and it's not that it bothered her, but it bothered people around her.

She was used to that. For her 'slut' was like 'fag' for Kurt. It did sting at the beginning, but now it was just another word directed to her.

It was reasonable for her brother to react the way he did when she told him that she and her lovely, one-of-a-kind boyfriend, one of the few boys Kurt was actually close to, Jeff Sterling, broke up.

'Mary, what has gotten into you?!'

'Kurt, Jeff and I… We were serious, but… We just figured out we weren't made for each other.'

There was more to it, and she was sure Kurt knew that too, but she wouldn't spill. It wasn't her secret to tell.

'Just… If it makes you happy, we agreed that if we're thirty and still single, we'll try again and probably end up married.'

That wasn't a lie. Jeff was serious when he told her that he wanted to be with her. And she wanted to be with him too. But Jeff wanted someone else more. And she didn't do second choices.

Her brother sighed, clearly disappointed. She didn't blame him. He was so happy when she told him she sort-of started to date one of the Warbler guys. And at first it was just a summer fling. But after two weeks things got serious and it turned out that Jeff was probably the most perfect guy she ever met. Except for the second choice part.

She didn't want that. She wanted an equal, not someone better than her. She wanted passion and love and fluff and angst and all the other things that came with relationship. The tears, the fights, the hurt. Jeff was too perfect for that.

Their break-up was friendly and mutual. She didn't want to live with the fact that she was someone's second best, he didn't want to live hurting her 24/7.

And weeks after Jeff, when she finally recovered from the ache he left in her heart, he got in the picture. Goofy, naïve, innocent and always asking questions. He was exactly like Jeff but still so different, like he was made for her.

He wasn't Jeff's substitute. Jeff was his substitute, and she didn't realize it until she talked to him. He wasn't some rebound. Lady Fate just planned it a bit weirdly and that's how she ended up dating Jeff. Cause he was so much like the guy she was looking for, but still not enough.

And now, looking back, she could safely say that the break-up with Jeff was the wisest thing to do, for both of them.

But for now, let's start at the beginning of her and Rory Flanagan's story.