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Based off of the word psychologist in my story "Words Of Their Lives"


I was just minding my own business. Walking to practice a song for glee, texting, not hurting anyone. That's when it happens. I open the door and I see Puck pushing my boy, Kurt, up against a wall. I was about to beat some ass when… My boy kissed him! KISSED! I couldn't believe my eyes. I thought Puck was gonna kick his ass, but white boy kissed back! I don't think I have ever left a room faster.

I think I might be scarred for life! Puck and Kurt… It just doesn't work! Puck is the straightest, horniest asshole on the planet and Kurt is a bitchy, smart, fashion forward gay boy! I must be seeing things. There is no other explanation.

"Mercedes… Are you okay? You look almost like you're gonna be sick…" Tina said wondering what got her friend so upset.

"I- I just… I-"

"Woah, something must be up. She sounds like you used too." Artie said to Tina only to receive a look that told him to shut up.

"Honey, tell us what's wrong."

"I think I might need therapy…"

"What are you talking about?"

"I think I need therapy." Mercedes said again glancing at the music room door.

"What did you see in there?" Tina asked now trying to see through the little window only too have Mercedes block it.

"No. You'll be scared for life. Everything you've ever known will be questioned. You won't know which ways up and-"

"Mercedes! You're rambling." Tina cut the taller girl off.

"I think you shouldn't hang out with Kurt as much… You're becoming more dramatic than you usually are."

"Shut up Artie. What could be so bad that you would think of seeing a therapist?"

"I… I can't really… Just look…" She said moving aside.

"Oh my GOD!"

"What? I can't see! What is it?" Artie asked desperately waiting to know what was going on.

Without saying anything Tina slowly opened the door so that Artie could see. As the door slowly opened Artie's anticipation grew. And then he saw it: Puck and Kurt in a heated make out session completely oblivious to the onlookers.

"Okay… So… I think this is one of the signs of the apocalypse… So…" Artie said still staring in disbelief at the two boys.

The two boys stopped their little session at the sound of Artie's voice and looked at the three standing at the door.

"Um… Thanks for getting that eyelash out of my eye…" Kurt said without much hope that his lame excuse would fool his friends.

"Kurt… Why… Why were you making out with Puck." Mercedes asked trying to stay calm.

"We weren't making-"

"Kurt!"

"Just tell them, Kurt. It's no big deal." Puck said breaking his silence.

"Okay, Noah and I have been seeing each other for a few months now and we didn't tell anyone because I didn't want the moronic jocks to hurt him"

"And it was more fun this way." A long silence followed this newfound information.

"'Cedes? Tina? Artie? Are you going to say something? Anything?" Kurt asked his friends, disturbed by their speechlessness.

"I told you it was the apocalypse."

"Is Miss Pillsbury any good at counseling? I think I'm going to go see her about these hallucinations…" Mercedes said as she backed out of the room, still not believing that her best friend was making out with the town whore.

"I think I'm might come with you…" Tina followed Mercedes out of the door with Artie close behind her.

"I think that went… well…" Puck only received a raised eyebrow in response, "They will come around. I mean, it is a weird thing to walk in on. What would your reaction be if you walked in on Mercedes and Santana or Rachel making out?"

"I hope you're right…"

"Of course I am." And with that he resumed kissing his not so secret boyfriend.