The British Connection

"Principal Figgins what are me and Sue doing here I'm missing glee practice and Sue's got a..."

"Hot date with a much younger man, and if I miss it Figgins then our dirty little secret is coming out of its dirty little closet in its dirty house!"

"Sue, Schue we all know about Jacob's terrible accident and as you know we've been looking for a new editor for the school magazine so may I please introduce you to Arthur James-Crook."

As he said this a tall, slim teenage boy stepped into the room wearing a Cavalli suit and self satisfied grin on his face. He glared at Sue and Will before smiling at Figgins and started what had to be a well practised speech.

"Charmed to meet you both, I've always wanted to know a grown man with more gel than sense..."

At this Sue smirked but Arthur turned to her.

"and an in the closet lesbian with little taste and even less of her good looks still left in the latter period of her life."

"Excuse me, how dare you speak to the reigning queen of cheer-leading like that. Figgins expel this brat right now!"

"Oh you can't expel me Miss or should that be Mr Sylvester, oh here's my card by the way."

He handed his business card to Sue and Will and both were stunned into silence by his credentials.

"As you can see I am the former editor in chief of British Harpers Bazaar and I was the one who stole Anna Wintour's throne."

Will gained his voice and spoke up.

"What are doing here then?"

"Well to get the top job at Conde Nast I needed a high school diploma and coming to Ohio ensures that the paparazzi won't be following me to school everyday. Right let's get down to business the magazine I'm cutting both your budgets by three quarters from this moment and I'm coming to do a number at your Glee club because apparently your kids haven't heard of Kate Nash. Oh yes game on bitches!"

With that Arthur exited and on his way down the corridor knocked out a footballer who dared to come near him with a slushie.

"Emma, this is unbelievable. A school needs its guidance counsellor to at least have her own office."

Will was helping Emma pack up her things up, she has tears in her eyes and Will wanted to wrap his arms around her but he knew she'd probably have a fit so he gave her a consoling pat on the shoulder.

"You know what Will this kid can have my office 'cause you know what he's just an insecure little British brat with a much too high opinion of him-self."

As Emma and Will were talking half way across town so were Kurt and Mercedes.

"Damn Kurt I'm gonna kill this new kid I need my nationals in New York!"

"Me too 'cedes, but I can't help feeling a bit of a connection with this kid I think I kinda like him."

"Kurt you mean you like, like him"

"No he's way to slim and weird and British and ergh no he reminds me of me 'cedes"

"Really I don't see much of you in him"

"No that's 'cause I hide my inner bitch Arthur just let's it out."