"Wait let me get this straight." said Santana began crossing her arms over her chest, and then crossing one leg over the other, giving Mercedes the look of disbelief that seemed to be her natural look before finishing herself with the perfect hair flip. "Travis Mccoy asked you out? You of all people?"

Kurt looked at her and then at Mercedes and could see the look of pain in her eyes, but also the mask of indifference coming up over her face, his heart broke for her. He honestly won't have believed her but since he was there it changed things, but he didn't think it was fair for Santana to bully others around just because someone was talking to someone else other then her.

"Maybe he's into girl that carry themselfs just a little bit higher then girls like you Santana." Kurt blurted out and crossed his legs, raising his hand to look at them.

In just a moment, the glee room was full of tension as Santana stood up quickly and turned Kurt's chair around to look him square in the eye. "Girls like me, huh? What precisely... is a girl like me?" she demanded.

Kurt smiled placing both hands on his knee and leaned foward causing Santana to scoot back some. Then he stood up and crossed his arms over his chest, "What I am saying Santana, is maybe Travis doesn't like skinny girls, with no breasts, no real anything to hold on to, and frankly that have a bitchy additude. Your unattractive to him, and I'm sure the guys on the football team have informed him if he wanted a quickie where he could find you. You need to take more pride in yourself and stop selling yourself short, as well as others."

Kurt looked at Mercedes and then back at Santana, "You're like the month old favorite Caramel Frap at starbucks that no one wants, because well... they want a Vanilla Bean or Double Chocolate Chip Frap instead. You know... a change." he said and then walked off the risers and looked at Mercedes and Tina, who both had remained quiet as Kurt explained to Santana his reasoning.

"Talking about Starbucks made me thristy. Wanna go and get some after school?" he asked them, and Mercedes looked at Santana as Tina agreed.

Santana looked at Mercedes, and the two seemed to share a moment before she rose up from the chair. The only warning Kurt got was the chair legs scraping across the floor when Santana jumped on his back.

"How dare you call me a slut!" she spat and hit her palm on the top of Kurt's head. Mercedes wrapped her arms around Santana's waist and began trying to pull her off, but Santana had her legs locked around the small teenager. Tina panicked and ran for Mr. Schuester a few rooms down from the glee room.

"I didn't call you a slut! I said nothing of a sort!" Kurt said offended and managed to pry her hands out of his hair and then twist her off of him, as Mercedes tried to hold her back.

"Yes you did! I maybe a mexican but that doesn't mean I can't understand the undertow of your statement!" Santana said kicking her legs and trying to get at Kurt as Mr. Schuester walked into the room and gasped seeing Kurt all shooken up, and Santana fighting tooth and nail to get back at him.

"What is going on!" he demanded and looked at them as Mercedes let go of Santana, since the cheerleader had stopped fighting.

"Kurt called me a slut." Santana spat and looked at Kurt, her additude in full drive.

"No I did not. I said to her was this and only this part of what I said could be considered calling you a slut, I said, 'Your unattractive to Travis Mccoy, and I'm sure the guys on the football team have informed him if he wanted a quickie where he could find you.' That is what I said no where in that statement was Slut said." Kurt said defending himself and crossed his arms.

"Oh yeah faggot!" Santana began when Schuester cut in so both of them had to stop.

"DETENTION. Both of you. After school." He said and when Santana went to sputter about her Cheerio's practice, he turned and said. "I don't care about your Cheerio's practice. You are a student and you will be treated equally as others. Detention." he finished and left to write their slips.

Santana pouted and looked at Kurt before storming out of the room, and down the hall to Coach Sylvester's office.

Mercedes looked at Kurt and then smiled walking up to him and wrapped her arms around him. "Thank you for sticking up for me boy boo." she said squeezing him tight, as Kurt returned the favor.

"No one talks down to my girl. Now lets go find out more about that Travis Mccoy." he said and smiled big. Outside he was pretending to be the good friend that would do anything for another friend. But inside he was scared. He had never had detention before.

But before he could dewell in the thought of detention, the bell rang for sixth period and the one and only man that scared Kurt walked by. David.

"I'll see you in detention Fancy Pants..." he chuckled, and Kurt's eyes widen.

"Dear Gaga..." he whispered as he watched the hockey player turn the corner and go to class. He hadn't even once thought that David had detention, and knowing his luck David would merely pester and bully him for a full hour and thirty minuets. Why couldn't he have just... been quiet.

Help me Lord.

(A/N: I may be posting another chapter today since I have so much energy, but here is today's chapter of my summer long fanfiction story. I plan on writing a chapter a day and posting it but...Review, and tell me what your thinking so far Lovelies! :) AGAIN- Sorry for any mistakes I might have missed in this. I reread it three times, again, so I hope I caught most of them, and well all of them. Adieu!)