AN/DISCLAIMER: DON'T OWN GLEE (PROBABLY NEVER WILL) NOR DO I OWN ANY SONG USED IN ANY OF MY STORIES AND BY THE WAY THIS IS SET IN JUNIOR YEAR.


CHPT2

We grew closer and closer, until I could feel his breath against my skin and his nose against mine, me staring into his miraculous sea blue eyes, him staring back in to my glaz ones. Finally our lips touched, I closed my eyes and it was complete and utter bliss; it was like time stood still only for us, then a sensation of fireworks in my stomach and then back to utter bliss: my first kiss. Suddenly a wolf whistle stopped us in our tracks. We parted and looked at the source of the noise. It was the guy that slushied me earlier.

"Just leave us alone Karofsky!" Artie spat. Karofsky made his way up to the stage, once he was on the stage the sneer was as clear as day on his face.

"You, YOU, the one who stopped me slushing Ladyboy earlier today and all because you're the daughter of two Homo's!"

"So what if I am the daughter of two gay women, those women took me in when I had no place to go when I was an orphan!" I yelled into his face.

"Well, thing is that I don't like people messing with my slushying!" he yelled with all his might into my face. Karofsky got really close to me and looked like he really was going to kill me. He raised his hand to punch. He swung and hit me right in the eye. I crumpled to the ground in pain, I looked over at Artie with pleading eyes.

"Dude leave her alone!" Artie shouted at my defence. I didn't like the look on Karofsky's face as he walked from me to Artie.

"What are you goanna do about it cripple?" he shouted. Artie was absolutely terrified as he wheeled backwards to get away, Artie hit the barrier with a loud 'thump'. Karofsky got closer and closer to Artie, giving him a death glare, I ran over to Karofsky and tried to stop though he knocked me over with just one blow and I landed on my back, I propped up myself just in time to see Karofsky pushing Artie off the stage. Then Karofsky sprinted as fast as he could towards the door but stopped just before the door.

"You tell anyone about this and it'll be the last thing either of you do!" he yelled. Then I sprinted towards Artie whom to my horror was at the base of the stage underneath his wheelchair, as fast as I could I pulled the wheelchair off the top of him and sat him up.

"Artie are you okay, no broken bones?" I asked in a worried tone

"No, nothing hurt," Artie said as I went to put his chair upright.

"Come on Artie let's put you in the chair, you need help?"

"Sure," he replied and I helped him up on to the chair without great difficulty. I turned to him but as soon as I did he had an expression on his face.

"What's wrong?" I asked,

"Bianca," he said "Bianca your bleeding." he pointed to above his eyebrow, I put my hand above my eyebrow and brought it back down again, my hand was covered in blood.

"I'll get cleaned up when I get home, plus I have a hat that will cover it in. my bag . Temperence - my mum- is meeting up with a couple of her old friends, so she won't be home till late. They won't know anything, and the other is away on business."

"we're not going to tell anyone?"

"No we are not my mum's would go ballistic and anyway I'm used to it by now"

"What do you mean you're used to it?" said Artie in a confused manner.

"I've always been attacked like this, even back home. Mostly it's verbal but there are some real homophobic people out there like Karofsky, my mum's always worry about me too much so I never tell them I just grin and bear it," I explained to Artie.

"Well, you shouldn't be, a girl as beautiful as you deserves the best,"

"Your really sweet Artie, but I'm not that beautiful" I said gazing into eyes.

"Don't ever say that you're as beautiful as a... Ummmm see there's nothing to compare you too your that beautiful." he chuckled.

"Nice save." I said, then he grabbed the back of my and neck pulled in again, this kiss was deeper, more passionate, soon our postions changed, I don't know how but I ended up sitting on Artie's lap with my legs dangling over the arm of the chair, I don't know how we breathed but I guess we just sat there kissing for 10 minutes straight. We broke apart

"Bianca Dawson will you be my Girlfriend?" I opened my mouth to answer, something in my blazer vibrated and rang, Artie and I both laughed.

"One tiny sec." I pleaded, I hit the answer button.

"Bianca?" a voice came through; Temp

"Yeah it's me, you okay Tempe?"

"Dinner ended earlier than expected, you have the keys, in other words you need to come home."

"Kay, be there in 20 minutes." I hung up. " Artie I gotta go, goodbye " then I blew him a kiss and jogged out of the auditorium, I"

"I'll take that as a yes then?" Artie shouted.

"Take it as a maybe." I laughed back


From there I ran to my Mini and phoned the guitar teacher to push my lesson back a few days, he didn't mind. I drove to the house, walked in the door and stumbled into the bathroom to get a better look at my eye, it had gone black and there was a small cut above my eye brow, nothing that cannot be fixed with a bit of makeup.


Next day, a Wednesday, it went like the previous day; slushy in the face at the start and end of the school day from none other than Karofsky, but no punching or kicking. So at the end of the day right before glee club I found myself in the bathroom changing into a different set of clothes for the second time that day. Once I got out of the cubicle I checked my watch and I was already late for glee so I ran to the Auditorium, where Artie told me glee was today, when I entered everyone looked at me, including a ginger teacher which I had seen around the school.

"Bianca what the hell happened to your eye?" Kurt asked in shock then it dawned on me. After I had gotten Slushied I washed my face so the makeup I had on came off.

"Nothing really I just got jabbed in the eye with a foil during fencing, sorry I'm late got Slushied" I said. I could tell no one believed me but I took my seat in-between Puck and Artie.

"Okay, I know it is a bit early but is anyone ready to sing their duet?" Mr. Schue asked. Kurt put his hand up.

"Kurt and I are ready." Quinn said.

"Go for it!" said Schue said as Kurt and Quinn made their way to the stage. Quinn was at one edge of the stage Kurt was at the other. "so what are you guys singing?"Mr. Schue asked.

"Maybe from my favourite movie Annie," Quinn replied.

Then the piano struck up a seemingly familiar tune.

"Maybe far away!" Kurt vocalised

"Or maybe real nearby." Quinn continued deeply

"He may be pouring her coffee!" Kurt crescendo

"She may be straightening this tie." Quinn sung.

"Maybe in a house

All hidden by a hill!" they both sang

"She's sitting playing piana," Kurt sweetly sang

"He's sitting paying a bill!" Quinn carried on

"Betcha they're young

Betcha they're smart

Bet they collect things

Like ashtrays, and art!

Betcha they're good -

Why shouldn't they be?

Their one mistake

was giving up me! " they harmonised together in time with the music.

"So maybe now it's time

and maybe when I wake

they'll be there calling me "Baby"

Maybe." the crescendo together

"Betcha he reads!" Quinn belted

"Betcha she sews," Kurt sung

"Maybe she's made me

A closet of clothes!" Kurt and Quinn vocalised.

"Maybe they're strict

as straight as a line...

Don't really care

As long as they're mine!" they continued together.

"So maybe now this prayer." Kurt sung with a sugary-sweetness.

"The last one of its kind..." Quinn sang with an emotion racked voice

"Won't you please come get your "Baby, Maybe" they finished on an exceedingly high note, and by the looks of their faces extremely pleased with themselves.

After a round of applause and a well done from Mr. Schue Rachel and Mike wanted to do theirs. As they were getting up onstage I asked Artie,

"Do you wanna perform ours?"

"Sure what we got to lose besides a duet at Regionals and a dinner at Breadstix?" He said sarcastically. After that we listened to Rachel and Mike do a dance-heavy number of 'I've had the time of my life' from Dirty Dancing and also Brittany and Puck do a lively performance of '"Greased lightnin' " which received a good response. Next it was our turn so we got up on stage.

"Artie, Bianca what are you going to sing?" asked Mr. Schue

"we're going to sing 'At the beginning' from Anastasia," Artie said, there was a silence; I could tell that no one knew the film.

We neared the end, of the song

"Life is a road and I wanna keep going

Love is a river I wanna keep going on

Starting out on a journey

Life is a road and I wanna keep going

Love is a river I wanna keep flowing

In the end I wanna be standing

At the beginning with you"

We finished facing each other. The other's clapped and smiled, and I felt like I was on top of the world.

"Good job guys unfortunately it's time to go," Mr. Schue said looking at his watch "And Oh! By the way you will be voting for the winner along with me and Ms. Pillsbury," he added like it changed nothing.

It was a Friday morning I was in the Library reading up on D.I.D for your psychology class while listening to Ellie Goulding and Pixie Lott.

"What you doing?" asked the adenoidal voice of Kurt. I took my old-fashioned headset headphones off,

"Reading up on Dissociative Identity Disorder/D.I.D for psychology class, I'm also listening to a Your Song cover by Ellie Goulding," I offered him the headset which he took with a nod. After listening for a few seconds he took them off.

"Cool cover... Thing is what I actually happened to your eye, if you want you can tell me?" he said it and I instinctively put my hand up to my eye.

"You won't tell anybody?" I didn't know whether or not to tell him.

"No, I won't. You can talk to me,"

"Promise?" I questioned his sincerity.

"Promise." Kurt assured.

"Well... Artie and I were practicing the song in the auditorium- what did you think of it by the way?"

"One: quit going off subject. Two: Your performance was the bee's knees" Kurt extrapolated.

"Well...when we finished the song you know the bit where I face him we sorta...um...well... You know..." I explained going every kind of red from cherry to maroon.

"No you didn't, OMG!"

"Yes, Artie and I..." I lowered my voice into a whisper "Yes we kissed, it was short-lived though thing is I don't know where we stand because well, because what happened next led to this" I gestured to my eye "Karofsky wolf whistled at us, we didn't even know he was there, Karofsky came up to the stage and started shouting in my face about how I was the daughter of gay people and I told him so what if I was. I stood up to him and then he recognised that I was the person who stopped that slushy from hitting you, he got all up in my face and Artie told him to stop he just ignored Artie he got closer to me then he raised his hand as a fist and hit me right above the eye, he punched me so hard I fell. He was about to kick me when Artie shouted at him to stop so he pushed Artie off the stage. Once he left he told anyone he'd kill us if we didn't keep quiet so that's why you can't tell anybody Kurt. You understand."I recounted.

"Don't worry princess it'll be between me and you only, but I'd he does that to you again you have to promise to go to a teacher." Kurt sympathised.

"Thanks Kurt and I will." I smiled.

"There's more."

"More?" Kurt asked. I nodded.

"Then I helped Artie up, and with all the spontaneity in the world he tells me I'mbeautiful, and then brings me into a deep kiss that lasted at least ten minutes, then he asked me to be his girlfriend, but low and behold the phone rings and is from Tempe, so it's an emergency and I have to let Tempe into the house and my way out I blow him a kiss and he asks does he take that as a yes and I say take it as a maybe, I mean Kurt what do I do, what if I'm like calamity Jane?"

"Go with your heart pick the right person and course of action by looking to your heart."

"You know you are probably the most kindest person that I've ever known"

" Trust me I do, B.T.W are youfree tomorrow?" asked Kurt.

"Yeah, why?" I shrugged.

"Well I was going on a shopping trip to the mall with the rest of the girls and since you're the new edition we want to get to know you. I was wondering if you wanted to come, after we're all going to sleep over at Rachel's she already said you could come?"

"Course I would love to but I'm not so sure my mum's will let me go."

"Why?"

"No offence but because my last encounter with a boy was far from pleasant so my mum's probably won't let me come."

"I won't try to pull anything; I'm gay,"

"Really?"

"Yeah, I thought it was obvious," he said gesturing to his clothes.

"I've learnt don't judge by appearances. Outside of my old school uniform most of the boys wore designer brands, I went a boarding school, ingénieux academy, so we l liked it when we got to have some originality, So... I'm in."

"Great!" Kurt said. The bell rang to signal the end of the school day, the weekend was finally here. Kurt and I got up off our seats, our destination: our lockers.

"Kurt, have you ever seen 'singin' in the rain'?" I asked.

"Yeah love the movie but what about it?"

"They're showing it in the pictures remastered-" I was cut off before I could continue.

"Pictures?" he said perplexed.

"Cinema, movie, theatres no pun intended but do you get the picture, anyway it's at six O'clock so do you wanna come Kurt?"

"I'd love to I haven't seen that film in like decades!" he exclaimed.

"We gotta go to glee Kurt, I was talking with Mr. Shue about Spanish class homework, he said there was something big hap-" Before I could finish my sentence went in front of my face, it was orange and rectangular and I recognised it as the notebooks' we used in math. Kurt had stopped the slushy from hitting my face.

"Thanks Kurt." I said sincerely, my voice still twanged with my English accent.

"Your welcome." He replied

Then we scurried of to the auditorium, where glee club was being held.

Once we got there we heard music starting up, we knew we were just in time, so we rushed to the closest seats.

"Every night in my dreams

I see you, I feel you

That is how I know you go on" Finn and Mercedes sang

"Far across the distance

And spaces between us

You have come to show you go on." Finn sang half-heartedly.

"Near, far, wherever you are

I believe that the heart does go on

Once more you open the door

, you're here in my heart

and my heart will go on and on." they both sang with emotion.

"Love can touch us one time

and last for a lifetime

and never let go till we're gone." Mercedes belted.

"Love was when I loved you

one true time I hold to

in my life we'll always go on." Finn looked at Rachel. His face fell, Rachel looked extremely pissed.

"Near, far, wherever you are

I believe that the heart does go on

Once more you open the door

, you're here in my heart

and my heart will go on and on." the two chorused together.

"You're here, there's nothing I fear

And I know that my heart will go on" Mercedes crescendo

"We'll stay forever this way

You are safe in my heart

And my heart will go on and on." they finished. There was a round of applause.

"Wonderful job guys, now give Ms. Pillsbury and me a couple of minutes to pick our duet winner."

Kurt and I walked over to the group.

"Hi girls!" Kurt said as he walked to the girls, I know this sounds anti-social, but I sat on one of the seats in the front row away from the rest of the group and got my psychology textbook out and started to read. About a minute later I heard someone come up and sit on the seat next to me, I was expecting it to be Kurt or Mercedes, but looking at someone who surprised me; Rachel was the one sitting beside me.

"Hi Bianca," she said

"Hi Rachel , so what brings you over here to little Ms. English?" I asked meaning myself. She took a minute for her to realise with her mouth in a small 'O' shape, that I was mentioning myself.

"Just wanted to talk to you, you haven't talked to many people since you got here," She said being quite blunt.

"Well, I guess I feel like I'm invading a family," I said timidly

"You shouldn't we would all love to get to know you, you know I do know what it feels like?" she said with a kind demeanour.

"What, what feels like?" I quizzed her.

"Being the odd one out."

"How?" but I didn't get to find out

"Guy's we've picked a winner!" shouted Mr. Schue from the desk, sitting beside Ms. Pillsbury "Guy's, come on double time, on the stage, hurry up; I wanna make some announcements before we go!" He continued, as we all made our way up to the stage and got into our duet partners. Mr. Schue started to speak.

"It was an extremely hard decision but our winner's are..." the anticipation was mounting higher and higher. "Quinn and Kurt! You did a great you two, it was quite close between you two and Artie and Bianca, but all of you were brilliant in your own right, now for an announcement, since Sandy Ryerson was fired and the play was cancelled so principal Figgins asked us to put on a musical!" Mr. Schue said obviously very excited. Most of the group groaned but Rachel, Kurt and I "yay"'d and clapped. "This year's William McKinley High's musical is... The Sound of Music!" this time Kurt was the only one that "Yay"'d and he did it rather loudly too, everyone's gaze shifted towards him.

"What?" Kurt said "It's one of my favourite movies!" he exclaimed, and we all burst out laughing.