Chapter 4
~~~Kurt's House ~~~
It had been a couple of hours since my talk with Tina at the soap store and the issue of whether or not to spy on Quinn was still in my head. On the one hand Tina really seemed to have a good reason and wanted to protect me from something Quinn could do. But on the other Quinn had been nothing but nice to me, if not nice to others, since I'd met her… before I could dwell on it anymore the phone started ringing. I pressed the answer button and said "Hello?"
"I know your secret." I heard Quinn's slightly amused and somewhat smug voice say down the line. My heart stopped for a moment.
/Oh, God, busted. How did she even know about any of it? Had she seen me talking to Tina? Just start apologizing and… No, play it cool/
"…Secret?" I felt my voice go slightly higher and inwardly cursed. "What are you saying about?" I cringed for a moment before Quinn interrupted me.
"Santana told me that you like Sam Evans" Oh. That secret "I mean, I don't care, do whatever you want. But let me just tell you something about Sam" she paused for a moment and I unconsciously started to hold my breath. "All he cares about is school and his mom and his friends." She said it like it was some sort of crime to be remotely human. Maybe that was what Tina had meant…
"Is that bad?" I was genuinely confused here. Those seemed like good qualities to look for in a boyfriend…
"But if you like him… whatever. I mean, I could talk to him for you if you want." Wow. That really wasn't what I was expecting at all.
"…Really? You would do that? I mean, nothing embarrassing, though, right?" I asked with my voice full of uncertainty for a moment.
"Oh, no, trust me. I know exactly how to play it" she said in an overly sweet voice. But then her tone changed completely. "But wait, aren't you so mad at Santana for telling me?"
"No." I wasn't mad. Maybe I was a little hurt but I wasn't mad.
"Because if you are, you can tell me, it was a really bitchy thing for her to do."
"Yeah, it was pretty bitchy, but I'm not mad. I mean, I guess she just likes having attention."
"See, Santana? I told you she's not mad at you." Oh crap.
"I can't believe you think I like attention!" I heard Santana's shocked and angry voice down the like before Quinn said "OK, love you. See you tomorrow." And they both hung up in tandem.
I just stared at the phone in my hands for a moment in shock. That was definitely a new experience. One I hoped not repeat anytime soon…
/I had survived my first three-way calling attack…/I put the phone back on its stand and walked out of the room.
/And with Quinn's blessing, I started talking to Sam more and more… On October third, he asked me what day it was/
~~~October 3rd in the Math Class
Sam turned to me and licked his lips for a moment before asking me what day it was. He was wearing this dark blue top that had a bizarre tribal creature with blue skin on the front of it…
I smiled at him and replied "It's October third"
He smiled a thank you and turned back to the front.
/Two weeks later, we spoke again/
Miss Pillsbury had left the room for a moment. Apparently she needed some hand sanitizer, when Sam turned to look at me. He smiled and then looked out the window behind me and said "It's raining."
"Yeah" I replied and we smiled for a moment.
/But I wanted things to move faster… So I followed my instincts…/
While Miss Pillsbury explained something on the projector I leaned forward and tapped Sam on the shoulder; he turned to me and gave a small smile. He had a purple plaid button up shirt over the top of a long sleeved plain white t-shirt. "Hey, I'm totally lost. Can you help me?" I asked in what I hoped was a flirtatious tone.
/But I wasn't lost. I knew exactly what Miss Pillsbury was talking about/
"Yeah" he looked down at my page for a moment then met my eyes, he has such wonderful eyes, as he said "It's a factorial, so you multiply each one by N."
/Wrong/
I looked away for a moment before asking "Is that the summation?" I asked in a slightly confused yet mildly condescending tone. I hoped he wouldn't pick up on the later.
"Yeah, they're the same thing." He shrugged and smiled at me.
/Wrong. He was so wrong/
"Thanks. I… I get it now." I gave him a small smile before turning back to my work as he turned to the front again. As he did the projector went off and Miss Pillsbury said "Lights, please. OK. See you guys tomorrow." As I was distracted by Miss Pillsbury and with packing my things away I missed seeing Sam take a deep breath before he turned back around to face me with a wide grin.
"We're having a Halloween party at my friend Chris' tonight… You wanna come?"
"Yes, I'd love to" I smiled widely at him and felt my heart rate pick up. Was this… did he just ask me out on a date?
"Great. Here's where it is." He slipped me a piece of paper, presumably with an address written on it "It's a costume party. People get pretty into it."
"OK." Ok now I just needed to find a costume. A really great costume that would make him notice me and possibly like me.
He looked nervous for a moment before saying "That flier admits one person only, so don't bring some other guy with you." Yes, this was definitely a date type situation. I smiled widely at him. "Gr-awesome" I closed my eyes in embarrassment for a moment. "I meant to say "great" and then I started to say "awesome""
"Right, well. Sìltsan…" he smiled and said "That's the Na'vi equivalent of Gr-awesome. See you tonight." Before he stood up and left the room.
I had honestly never been more attracted to anyone as I was to him right now. I figured hearing Sam speak in 'Na'vi' had the effect on me that other people got when their crush said things in French… I stood up to leave when a voice from the back row stopped me.
"Hey, Kurt, are you staying for the Math-Gleeks meeting?" it was Artie.
"Yeah, I'll be right back." I said as I hurried out of the room.
/OK, I lied. So sue me. But I had to go home and work on my costume/
I hurried home from school and filled Carole in on my situation. I kind of wanted to talk to my dad about it but he wasn't exactly ready for the 'boys' talk yet. Carole mentioned this one idea that I kind of fell in love with…
/In the regular world, Halloween is when children dress up in costumes and beg for candy… In Teen World however, Halloween is the one night a year when the boys either do their best to look sexy for their girlfriends or try freak out their friends with the scariest thing possibly… and the one night when a girl can dress like a total slut and no other girls can say anything about it…/
~~~Quinn's House~~~
Quinn walks into her room where her parents are waiting with a camera to take some photos. She's wearing a tight and revealing Catholic School girl outfit that would probably be covering more if it wasn't on her at all. Her mother looks proud and jealous "
/The hard-core girls just wear lingerie and some form of animal ears or wings/
~~~Brittany's house~~~
After hearing a knock Brittany ran to open the door, on the other side is Santana dressed in a white negligee that is incredibly form fitting with a pair of fluffy angel wings on her back and a silver head band in her hair. She looks at Brittany for a moment and asks "
"I'm Britney Spears as a cat, duh"
/Unfortunately, no one told me about the hot rule. So I showed up like this…/
I entered the house with a bald cap with long dirty blonde/grey-white hair at the sides, pale make up with dark eyes to make them look sunken in. I was wearing a tight white shirt; seriously it's so tight you can see my belly button through it, a ragged looking cream coloured vest. And black tuxedo jacket with coat tails, various gothic looking cross necklaces. I was also wearing the tightest pair of pants you could ever imagine with a studded black belt with a cobweb design on the buckle and a pair of black leather ankle boots. And to complete the look I was holding a feather duster. Oh yes, I was the legendary Rif Raff of the Rocky Horror Picture Show.
When I saw everyone else's costumes however, I panicked. They were all dressed up sexy as hell and I wondered what exactly the dress code had been, whore-ific? Strippers are us?
I heard a chanting up ahead of me and saw Brittany and Santana engaged in a steamy kiss. To say I was shocked would be an understatement. All the boys around them had been cheering them on with a "Yes! Yes!" but they broke for air and then when the noticed me they pulled me into another room.
"Hey guys" I was dying to ask about the kiss but a part of me figured it might just have been for the party. Like a special party trick? Get the boys you want by showing you're not afraid to mix it up a little. Brittany hadn't noticed my costume until now apparently because when she turned to me she jumped back and spilled her drink everywhere.
"Why are you dressed so creepy?" asked Brittany.
I gave her a one shouldered shrug and said "It's Halloween"
"Have you seen Thad?" asked Santana and I saw Brittany's face fall a little… I shook my head no and I saw Britt hold her head high and say with a little vindication in her voice "You know who's looking fine tonight? Wes Brody."
"OK, you did not just say that" said Santana turning to Brittany.
"What? He's a good kisser."
"He's your fourteen year old next door neighbour. He's also your cousin"
"Yeah, but he's my first cousin."
"Right"
"So you have your cousins and then you have your first cousins, then you have your second cousins…" she seemed to realise the flaw in her logic.
"No, Britt, honey…"
"That's not right, is it?"
"That is so not right" I had to agree with Santana. That was wrong on so many levels. Before I could dwell on it however I heard Sam's voice calling out to me "Hey!"
"Hey" I turned around to smile in greeting and almost had a heart attack. Sam was… he was… oh, god. He'd gone with a Rocky Horror theme too, the creature himself, Rocky.
I swallowed thickly and it took every ounce of my self-control not to drool or jump him. The only thing he was wearing was a pair of tight gold hot pants and a pair of gold ankle boots. There were various pieces of bandages adorning his chest and thighs in an attempt at modesty. It didn't work at all. I could still see a perfect set of well-defined abs, a very nicely toned chest. Two perfect strong looking arms, nice long legs, two well-formed calf's, a very nice pair of thick, strong thighs…
Look up. For the love of the spaghetti monster who writes romance novels and lives in a teapot on the dark side of the moon with lightening shooter boobs look up.
"You made it. And you're… Riff Raff! That's awesome"
"Thanks, so far you're the only one to notice, Rocky" I smiled at him in a flirty yet jovial way.
"Love it. Though if I'm completely honest? I think you'd have made one hell of a Dr Frankfurter" he smiled at me and looked me over and I swear my blush was showing through the makeup. "How exactly did you get into those pants… can you even breathe right now?" I smiled and nodded a yes.
"Can I get you something to drink?" he asked as he licked his bottom lip. "Yeah, that would be great actually. My mouths a little dry" I chuckled lightly and he smirked and said "Be right back." I had to keep repeating the phrase 'Do not stare at his ass in those shorts' over and over in my head. "Thanks." I all but whispered as he disappeared into the kitchen.
"Brittany, stop it." I turned back to Santana and Britt and wondered just what I'd missed. "- Don't, Brittany…"
"Hey, Wes!" we watched in horror as Britt ran off to see her cousin. That could not possibly end well… Santana seemed to have decided to step in and walked away without another word to me. I looked over at the kitchen trying to spot Sam.
-Sam's POV-
While I was getting me and Kurt a drink I heard a sickeningly sweet voice say "Hey" turning I saw Quinn in an outfit that was possibly from a porn film.
"Oh, no… Didn't anybody tell you? You were supposed to wear a costume. Not a stripper outfit"
She rolled her eyes at me and said "Shut up. I need to talk to you. You know that guy Kurt?"
"Yeah, he's cool. I invited him tonight." I said as I spotted him in the crowd. He looked really good as Riff Raff. And I seriously had something wrong with me if I was finding a bald cap and deathly looking make up attractive…
"Well, be careful because he has a huge crush on you." She sounded angry. I turned back to her and asked "Really? How do you know?" I was pretty happy about that news though. I was seriously hoping it was true…
"Because he told me. He tells everybody. It's kind of cute, actually. He's like a little girl with her first crush. He writes all over his notebook, "Mr Kurt Hummel-Evans." And he made this T-shirt that says "I heart Sam" and he wears it under all his clothes."
"Oh, come on." That was kind of weird. And it didn't really seem like him…
"Well, who can blame him? I mean, you're gorgeous…" I turned to look at her again and she had this weird look in her eyes that I couldn't place "And OK, look, I'm not saying he's a stalker, but he saved this Kleenex you used and he said he's gonna do some kind of African voodoo with it to make you like him." She was smiling a little now, it was kind of…
"Wait what?" he was gunna use voodoo on me? I looked over at him and he waved at me, I waved back and then thought about our costumes… it was kinda wired how we'd dressed alike without talking about it first…
-Kurt's POV-
I'd seen Quinn walk up to Sam and they'd been talking for a few minutes now. Then Sam looked over at me and I smiled happily and waved back.
/This was it. Quinn said she would talk to Sam for me, and now she was/
-Quinn's POV-
Sam was looking suitably freaked out. Good. No one was above the rules and there was no way I was letting the new kid take what was mine. Granted I didn't really want him anymore but with Sam on my arm I'd be a shoe in to win Spring Fling Queen again.
"I know he's kind of socially retarded and weird, but he's my friend, so just promise me you won't make fun of him"
"Of course I'm not gonna make fun of him" I didn't like how much he seemed to like Kurt despite the things I'd just told him… oh well there were always way's around that…
-Kurt's POV-
/How could Tina hate Quinn? She was such a good.../
Quinn put an arm around Sam's neck and kissed him.
/Slut!/
I ran from the house as I could feel tears prickling behind my eyes and I didn't want to give her or anyone else the satisfaction of seeing me cry.
-Quinn's POV-
I felt Sam push me away a few seconds after our lips had touched "What are you doing? You broke up with me."
"That's crazy. Why would I break up with you? You're so hot." And with that I kissed him again. He hesitated at first but then I felt his arms slide around my waist. And that's Quinn one, Kurt zero.
-Kurt's POV-
As I left I could only think of one place to go, Tina's house. I really needed to talk to someone and I don't think my parents would understand right now…
/I had never felt this feeling before. I could hear my heartbeat in my ears. My stomach felt like it was going to fall out my butt. I had this lump in my throat like after you dry-swallow a big pill. I hated Quinn. I hated her/
-Tina's POV-
Finn, Jesse and I were watching a classic horror movie marathon. Jesse was dressed all in white with a big cape on his back, apparently it was his take on being a ghost, and Finn was a zombie football player who looked like he could be in a thriller video remake. I was dressed up in a champagne bubble dress with a blonde wig, like Lady GaGa. Just because we weren't going trick or treating didn't mean we couldn't dress up right?
I couldn't remember what film we were watching but it was terrifying. We were all curled together on the couch cowering. The heroine of the film was looking for one of her friends, as she opened the door to find a dead body dripping with blood with intestines leaking everywhere my door opened revealing a creepy looking bald guy with something in his hands. The three of us screamed in terror for a moment and the popcorn bowl flew up in the air scattering piece of popped corn everywhere. Then the creepy stranger turned on the light and my heart started beating again when I realised it was just Kurt.
"She took him back. Quinn took Sam back." He said in a voice that made my heart break for him. He looked terrible. Not his costume, that looked awesome. But the makeup was smudged everywhere from his tear tracks and his eyes were rimmed red.
"Oh, no, Korty" I said as I stood up to comfort him.
"Why would she do that?" he sounded almost broken… "Because she's a life-ruiner, she ruins people's lives."
"When we were thirteen she made people sign this petition saying that Tina was a..."
"Jesse! Please!" I yelled at him. I was trying to repress that memory and it wasn't going to happen if he kept bringing it up every ten minutes. "Look, she's not gonna get away with this again, OK? We're gonna do something" she ruined my life; I was not going to let her ruin Korty's too.
"We are?" he asked with a slight hitch in his voice. And I nodded empathically.
-Kurt's POV-
When I told them what had happened I wasn't sure what to expect. I plan to destroy Quinn hadn't been what I'd been thinking of but I knew that I definitely wanted it to happen. Tina was stood in front of a small chalk board explaining how we were going to do just that.
"Quinn Fabray is an evil dictator. Now, how do you overthrow a dictator? You cut off her resources. Quinn would be nothing without her high-status man candy..." she pointed a toy sword to the first thing written on the board 'Sam Evans' "…her technically good physique…" she pointed to the line that said 'Hot Body' "…and her ignorant band of loyal followers." At this she underlined the last point, the 'army of skanks'.
"Now, Kurt, if we want this to work, you are gonna have to keep hanging out with them like nothing is wrong. Can you do it?"
"I can do it." I nodded with determination, because if it was the last thing I ever did, I was going to get back at Quinn Fabray.
"OK, let's rock this bitch." Said Tina with a slightly malicious grin.
