Here is chapter 3 of Kurt is with Who? In this chapter you will see what happens to Quinn and where she will live.

Quinn's Pov

looked confused at me; maybe it was what I said, or the fact that I was drenched. I sat in the chair to the right of her and gave her a kind hearted broken soul girl look. It feels like every year something bad happens to me last year I was pregnant now I'm homeless!

"My Mom died in a car accident, and I have nowhere to stay," I softly spoke to her, her eyes widened and looked like a deer in headlights, no joke.

"What about you're Father?" She asked breaking the silence between us. I don't even know where he is, and I don't care. He treated me like crap, kicking out his own daughter with a child!

"Listen, he isn't in my life anymore, ok? I need a home; I don't have that many friends since I have lost all my popularity! I only have Glee class!" I exclaimed at realizing that what Man-Hands said one day was true.

"What about a sister?" She asked me with her hands folded on her desk. She was wearing a yellow sweater with a lighter yellow blouse under it. She wore a puke looking skirt and had red beads. I swear I would have loved to puke on that outfit, it was a disgrace.

"I don't know where she is!" I shouted at her getting a little pissed off that she wasn't getting anywhere.

"What about Rachel?" She asked I nodded no, "Tina?" I nodded no again and went through everyone in Glee, "Kurt? Come on, he is gay. He couldn't do anything!" She shouted at me I was a little surprised that she was shouting. I remember earlier and I decided Kurt couldn't be all that bad, why not?

"Sure, we will see what HE says," I told her standing up and headed towards first period. I wasn't as wet as before, but I was still wet and cold. I walked past where Glee meets. I stopped and decided to just stay in there until it was Glee class.

*With Kurt*

"Kurt Hummel to the Guidance Office," The teacher told me as she hung up the phone, I shuffled around to get my stuff and made my way down there. When I arrived I noticed that the one seat was wet, weird.

"How may I help you?" I asked her with a confident smile as I sat in the dry chair and crossed my legs. She sighed looked down and then back up.

"Kurt, Quinn Fabray, needs a place to stay and she agreed with me that you were the best choice," She spoke softly and kindly and starred at me for an answer.