Yeah... Um Hi! *Waves and ducks behind new sofa...* No rotten fruit? good *Get out from behind new sofa* I Know I should really be focusing on 'PT?' but um... Yeah... I just yeah... this popped into my head and I just felt the need to write it, I have 2 more chapters already done, and a few little snippets of upcoming chapters... not sure how to fit them in, I just write what ever my characters tell me to write :) Anyway, I really hope you enjoy this Story as Much as I enjoy writing it, Trust me that's alot... I WROTE SOME OF IT DURING CLASS! I never do that! I almost got caught until my teacher started to read it! She said good job and left me be and I thought she'd thought I was doing the work... then called me to her after class and said she reads Klaine FanFictions... O_O Anyway... Tada *nervous smile* oh and sorry for any English spellings but this is set in England so... :) Deal with it :)

Prologue

Kurt Hummel was 14 years old and it was the summer before freshman year when his father had dropped the news… they were moving to England…

"What do you mean, why England?" Kurt could remember asking at the beginning of the summer break.

"I, um… may or may not of, met this woman, and uh… asked her, to, uh, marry me?" Burt said, flinching. Kurt could remember his mouth dropping open and staring at his father.

"Have you even met this woman?" He'd demanded "She could be some psycho; she might not even be real! You met her on that ridiculous dating site didn't you?"

"Yeah, and she is real, I've talked to her on the phone and skyped her and emailed her and stuff!"

"But you've never met her face to face! And you can't just ask someone to marry you without actually meeting them properly!"

"I did with your mother!" Burt had shouted "I'd only seen her once, at a party, she gave me her number and we called each other every day for five years then we met up and I asked her to marry me! So don't tell me this can't happen!"

"This woman isn't Mom!" Kurt shouted back, tears in his eyes "And I don't want another Mom! Mom was the best and you've just forgotten about her!"

"Kurt, I haven't forgotten your mother, I still love her more than anything but she isn't coming back she's dead and buried! You know I wish she was still alive, but she isn't and that's that!" Tears fell down Burt's face, "But, I, I love this woman, she's smart, and funny and nice and kind and caring, sure she isn't Erin but, I still love her and she loves me."

"Fine! Move to England see if I care, but I'm staying here! I'll live withNanand Granddad! But I'm NOT moving to England…"

On the 2nd of September Kurt was on a plane to London.

"I can't believe you're making me do this," Kurt mumbled as he slouched in the plane seat, a book perched on his knee "I can't believe it…"

Chapter 1: Meeting the 'Evil' Step-Mom.

"I don't want to meet her, I don't want to be here, I want to go home!" Kurt whined as he waited for his luggage.

"Kurt stop acting like a four year old, you're making a scene!" Burt hissed at him as people stared at the pair. "We're here now and we're now British citizens so suck it up and get a move on! Your bag's been past three times now!"

"Fine!" Kurt mumbled, grabbing his bright blue suitcase as it came around a forth time, all their other clothes and things had arrived at an earlier date "I'll meet this woman that I don't even know the name of!"

"I've told you her name fifteen times now Kurt! It's Mary!"

"Whatever!" Kurt hissed before walking out of baggage reclaim.

"BURT!" He heard a female voice shout as he rounded the corner into the waiting area place. He saw a small woman in her late thirties running up to them, a teenage girl trailing behind her with a frown on her face and hands in her pockets. The woman had dark blonde hair, blue eyes and looked a little like Jennifer Aniston; the teenage girl had long mahogany brown hair and Emerald eyes.

"Hey Mary!" Burt exclaimed wrapping the woman in a hug. "and you must be Amelie!" He said to the girl "I'm Burt, and this is my son Kurt!" The girl glared at Burt.

"It's Amy" She said rudely, her Mom shot her a look and she turned to Kurt "Hi, nice to meet you. Kurt and Burt… it, rhymes…" She looked over at Mary and Burt, who had started Kissing.

"Yuck…" She whispered in disgust, Kurt's face showed the same level of disgust.

"Tell me about it…" He muttered back. Amy smiled at Kurt, and he smiled back.

"I think I'm gonna like you." She told him, throwing an arm over his shoulder. Kurt pushed her off.

"One thing you'll have to know about me, no, and I repeat, no touching the clothes, or hair."

"Oh kay…" Amy said surprised, "You, my friend, are unlike most of the boys in my age group… and I'm not sure if that's in a good way or a bad way…"

"Yeah, don't worry, I'm as different as can be, even in Ohio… especially in Ohio, ever heard of a stylish man from Ohio?" Amy shook her head, "Didn't think so…"

"You'd get on well with Blaine…" Amy stated as the four made their way to Mary's car "He's stylish too, he's my Boy–best friend's Brother."

"Wait… isn't Blaine a girl's name?" Kurt asked

"Funny you should say that" Amy Laughed as she jumped – literally – into the green LandRover FreeLander "They thought he was a girl, from the time they first ultrasounded him… that didn't make any sense… but anyway, his middle name is Jessica, he tells everyone it's Jesse though."

"That's not as bad as Elizabeth…" Kurt mumbled but Amy heard him anyway,

"Elizabeth! You can't be serious!"

"Completely serious, ask my Dad! I'm named after Kurt von Trapp from the Sound of music and Elizabeth Taylor the Hollywood actress."

"OhMiGod! That's Awesome! I Love the sound of Music, Wicked is better though, and I like Oliver and The wizard of Oz…" The two talked for most of the car journey about Music and Films and Fashion and found out that they both had a lot in common. While they debated about who was better Barbra Streisand or Patti La Pone Kurt looked out the window and screeched.

"Barbra Streisand was in meet the Fockers! She's def-…"

"We're on the wrong side of the freakin road!" Kurt yelped, jumping slightly and Amy laughed at him gleefully.

"We're in EnglandKurt, didn't you know we drive on the left?"

"Oh, right, um, I kinda… uh… forgot" He scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment as Mary and Burt laughed from the front of the car.

"Don't worry Kurt," Mary told him "You'll get use to it. I lived in France from for ten years then I moved back here; they drive on the right side. And Amy's Granddad lives in Holland so when he comes here, let's just say, it's dangerous to let him drive." She smiled reassuringly and he began to like her a bit more, she seemed nice at least… He smiled back and went back to his previous conversation.

Finally after what seemed like ages, though was only an hour and forty-five minuets, they were pulling up to a house… and not just any house, a absolutely beautiful three story house… it seemed to be in the middle of nowhere, but if you turned around you'd see a whole line of houses and quaint shops and a bus stop, the house was surrounded by a dense ever-green forest.

"Wow…" Kurt said in Awe

"I know right" Amy smiled about to put her arm around his shoulders, but after seeing his glare she thought better of it "We only just bought it, our old house had like two bedrooms so, this is so much bigger."

The small kind of family walked into the house and Kurt looked around in Awe, it was beautiful. The first room he entered was a gigantic Living room complete with two black three-seater sofas, a black two-seater sofa, four primary colour bean bags, a light wood coffee table, and a flat screen television, too his left was a spiral staircase leading up to the upper floors, beyond the seating area was a dining table big enough for about eight.

"Wow…" Kurt said again. "This is magnificent!"

"I know right…" Amy paused a frown on her face "Woah, Déjà vu! Anyway, I'll show you the rest of the house, leave your suitcase here."

The rest of the bottom floor was taken up by a large stainless-steel kitchen with a breakfast table and bar at the far end, and a beautiful family bathroom complete with a bath, shower, loo, and basin, there was also a very large bookshelf filled with books of every kind near the stairs.

"Yeah, me and my Mom love books, we have many more bookcases around the house" Amy had said when Kurt had gaped at it.

The next floor held the master bedroom which was furnished in red with an en suite, two guest rooms, one with a single bed, one with a double and an en suite, and an office, most of the rooms also had bookcases filled to the brim.

The next floor was probably Kurt's favourite, once you got upstairs you were in a huge game room, a small gaming area was in one corner, a music area in the other -complete with a grand piano - that Kurt couldn't help but run his hand over - two electric guitars, a drum kit and a microphone - next to that was a pool table and a small bathroom, in the centre of the room was a huge multi coloured rug with two two-seater sofas two arm chairs and four bean bags surrounding it and a Air-hockey and pin-ball machine. But what Kurt liked most about this room was the huge fireplace in one corner.

The next room Amy showed him was her room, it was decorated in red's and light wood. In one corner she had her double bed and a TV, another corner sat a laundry basket, a painting easel, a surround sound system and a fat lazy looking black cat the she said was called Harry, in the third corner was a seating area with two sofas, a coffee table – currently filled with a laptop and a pile of what looked like homework – and two bookcases - filled with school books, fiction books, factual books, and various knick-knacks- in the final corner was a small wash basin with a tooth brush stand.

"That was there when we moved in, there's one in your room too, I'm not sure why they were put there but it comes in hand when I've forgotten to brush my teeth before bed" She commented as he looked at it in confusion.

The next room was Kurt's, and it was magnificent, it was divided by a mirror wall and had numerous places to hang his many clothes - lots of his clothes were already unpacked and hanging up - his double bed was in the far corner of the room along with a bedside table and a surround sound system. In the opposite corner was a desk where his beloved macbook was already placed.

"Once again, wow!" Kurt exclaimed as he flung himself onto his bed laughing, he glanced around and found a door which seemed to lead to…

"Oh My Gaga! Is that a balcony?" He rushed out the door and squealed, from his high vantage point he could see the garden.

The part of the garden he could see was absolutely breath-taking, there was a large pond, and a huge trampoline, there was also a circle of tree trunks and two garden tables.

"Wow!" He shouted.

"I know right… and again with the Déjà vu! This is annoying me!" Amy muttered the last part but Kurt heard it and smiled at her, "Come on, dinner'll be ready soon and we have to go to sleep early tonight, school starts tomorrow!"

The two made their way down stairs and Kurt rambled on through out dinner about how amazing the house was and answering questions from both Mary – who turned out to be not only one of the sweetest women Kurt had ever met, but also a brilliant cook – and Amy – who he seemed to share a lot in common with musically.

"So, Kurt, looking forward to starting school Tomorrow?" Mary asked as she speared a piece of turkey with her fork.

"I am actually! I won't be bullied for wearing different clothes thanks to the uniform, not that it's very stylish… and I'm looking forward to see what clubs there'll be."

"Be warned" Amy said making a face and shoving a fork full of roast dinner in her mouth "Most of the clubs are sports, but apparently there might be a show choir club this year, I hope there is, I Love to sing." Kurt grinned excitedly "So, what electives did you chose?"

"Oh, History, French, Drama and Textiles, you?"

"History, German, Media studies and Textiles, so I'll probably have classes with you, that's if you're in D-band, if you're in C-band then you won't except for probably Textiles, only about five people applied."

"Huh?" Was all Kurt said in answer.

"Oh right, new boy. Well, our school is called Darwin Academy, after Charles Darwin, so we have C-band and D-band. It's pretty simple really. I'm in D-band and have most classes like Maths, Science, RE, English, PE, History, ICT, German/French, all the normal subjects with just D-band, then the Electives like Drama, Textiles, Media, Business, Graphics, Art etc. are mixed up. See simples!"

"Right, seems simple enough… now I just have to find my way around!" Kurt said, "Is it a big school?"

"It's huge! And you'll be in my form - which is like homeroom I guess - and it's at the top of the science block… which is about five storeys high. And the English and Arts block is on the other side of the school, which is about a football – soccer that is not American - pitch away, but don't worry we have five minuets between classes to get to each one on time."

"Right…" Kurt said with a worried expression on his face, making the whole table laugh…

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