There was something about her. Maybe it was her carefree attitude, or her snarky comments. What ever I was, there was no denying that I wanted Kitty Wilde.

Ever since Kitty told me about being sexually assaulted when she was younger, like me, I've been viewing her in a different light. I've never seen anyone so raw before. She dropped her wall and let me in, and that just shocked me.

The Stevie Wonder week was one of the most confusing weeks of my life so fair. Kitty sang "Signed, Sealed, Delivered" and I danced with her. I thought she wanted me to dance with her so we could settle whatever was going on between us, but my hope was crushed when she got Jake to dance with us, too. Things got even worse when Kitty told me she was singing the song for Artie. I noticed that the two had some moments during some performances, and no one could forget the time when Artie had a puddle of drool in his lap when the girls performed "Wannabe". Thankfully, their relationship never panned out, and the two were just close friends.

When Mr. Schuester revealed the dance partners for Regionals, I was beyond ecstatic that I was partnered with Kitty. Now was my chance to talk to her about what went down in the library during un-plugged week. Now was my chance to tell Kitty how I really felt about her.

Then Unique revealed herself as my catfish, Katie. No one could calm me down, not even Kitty. Before I knew it, I was quitting glee club, and the New Directions one Regionals. I couldn't go back, though. Not yet. I had to settle some stuff beforehand.


It was the Monday after the Regionals win, and I had to face the many familiar faces celebrate the win without me.

Lunch quickly approached, and I found myself table-less. I couldn't stand to be within a five-seat radius of Unique, and the football table cared more about bashing Marley's mother than the food that was on their plate. I found a seat at the few long tables left in the cafeteria, which was pushed to the back corner, and found myself eating lunch alone.

"Hey there, Daddy Long Face," a voice said. I immediately recognized the familiar sarcasm. I looked up from my subpar macaroni and cheese, to see Kitty standing before me. She had her backpack on, a hand on her hip, and the other holding her bag-lunch. "Mind if I sit?"

I literally had to force myself not to go red in the face, and just nod. She sat across from me and started to pull out her lunch, which consisted of: chopped celery with peanut butter, an apple, a Nature Valley granola bar, and a small bottle of Vitamin Water. The things that she had to eat to be on the Cheerios. "So what brings you to Loserville, population me?" I asked her.

"What are you talking about?" she asked me, while struggling with the Vitamin Water cap. I politely took it from her twisted the cap off easily, and it handed the bottle back to her.

"It's not like I'm sitting at the popular table anymore," I said, referencing to the other social-nobodies that were sitting at the table with me.

"I couldn't sit with people who were just going to ignore what happened to you," Kitty said after swallowing a piece of celery with peanut butter.

"Thanks," I said.

"Your welcome," she said with a smile.

"Could I give you something in return?" I asked her, watching her force herself to eat her lunch.

"What's that?" she asked, leaning in to further establish her curiosity.

I breathed in her perfume, which was warm vanilla sugar, and smiled. I then slid the chocolate-chip cookie, still wrapped in plastic, across the table. She laughed at the sight of it, and took it. Kitty unwrapped the cookie and took a bite out of it. I let out a sigh, wishing that this lunch could last forever. But then, the bell rang, and it was time for the last period of the day. I took in the last moment I would see Kitty for the day, and then went to math class.