Chapter Four: Last Chance

' YOU FUCKING WHAT?'

' Wesley! Language!'

' No! I will not mind my fucking language and I am not going to any fucking reform school!' Wes exclaimed, already on his feet like most of the other teenagers, chair knocked backwards with the rest of them. Mr. Rowley's hand jumped to the walkie talkie on his belt, a line to the police if he needed but Mr. Schuester held his hand up to the other man, shaking his head, allowing the children to launch into their protests.

' Mr. S! You can't do this!'

' You can't just spring this on us like this!'

' I am not going to some stupid reform school!'

' Mr. Schuester! I am not one of these…bad eggs! Surely you do not mean myself as well!'

' What's a reform school?'

' Have our parents been told about this?'

' This isn't fucking fair!'

' Like hell I'm going anywhere!'

Kurt stayed quiet throughout the rest of the protesting yells, patting Brittany's knee reassuringly when she looked at him confused, Santana ignoring her clothe tugging in the midst of her yelling. He looked across the room to where Blaine was on his feet, not shouting but holding Wes back from launching himself at the teachers. The yelling went on for several minutes before Kurt sighed loudly, jumping to his feet and striding over to the grand piano, opening it and suddenly slamming his palms down on the keys.

The others jumped at the loud screeching, turning to stare at Kurt, who quirked an eyebrow at them all, stepping away from the piano and glaring at the teachers, mostly his own.

' Sorry but you were all giving me a migraine. This is what they want. They all expect us to act up, to give them a reason to put us on a faster route to these stupid, fucking reform schools, so shut up and perhaps they can give us a reason as to why they've essentially betrayed us and hung us out to dry' he snapped. ' So, let's all sit down, pretend we are better students than they believe we are and maybe they have a good explanation'

Surprisingly they all did as he suggested, picking up their chairs and sitting back down, Kurt jumping up the layers to sit back in his chair, folding his arms and awaiting their teachers' explanation.

Blaine grinned from across the room, skin feeling hot by Kurt's demanding role. It wasn't normal to be this turned on all the time by one boy, he glanced around the rest of the Warblers, seeing their seething faces or glaring at Mr. Rowley, David was holding onto Wes's arm. Wes had always had an anger issue. As he looked around, he caught Sebastian watching him, eyes glancing occasionally towards where Kurt was sat, glaring daggers. Blaine shook his head, frowning at him before turning back as Mr. Schuester started talking again.

' You must understand that this is not our decision, the decision was made to make sure that you all take this seriously, and understand that if you do not show improvement in how you interact with other students and to show that you can be better and behave yourselves, because so far, all you've shown is that you are a bunch of thuggish teenagers who don't care about anything to do with school' the teacher explained, looking solemn. ' It's a way to prove yourselves by showing that you can all work together long enough to win all three of the competitions. Now they don't expect you to place first at Nationals, but in the top ten would be preferred.

This was the school board's decision and yes all of your parents have been told. I'm sorry to say but you all brought in on yourselves really, recent bad behaviour and attitudes have helped them to make their decision and you'll all just have to do your best to prove them all wrong. And bear in mind, if you all do not wish to take part in this, then you will all be sent to reform schools after the Christmas holidays'

None of them seemed convinced, Rachel turning in her seat to glare at Kurt.

' This is because of your fight with Karofsky and Azimio today! For goodness sake, can't you control yourself Kurt!' she shrieked. Kurt let his footfall to the floor with a loud bang.

' Fuck off Rachel! They jumped me! Again! Don't talk about things you don't know about, idiot!' he snapped back.

' Don't tell me to fuck off Kurt! This is not my fault! You get into fights every week! If you didn't then we wouldn't be in this mess!'

' And if you didn't act like a spoilt bitch in class every day then you wouldn't even be here so I will tell you to fuck off!'

' I am not spoilt!'

' Yeah and I'm not gay!'

' Well we all know that's not true by how you're throwing yourself at that Warbler!'

' Rachel! Kurt!'

' Honey, I don't need to throw myself at anyone!'

' Of course not! You're such a whore they come asking for it!'

' Don't make me slap you again!'

' Oh yes that'll put us in a better situation with the school board won't it! Can you not just stop being a delinquent for a few months so we can actually win a competition like I've always dreamed of!'

' You know what, I'm tempting to smack someone's head into a wall just so you don't get a trophy!'

' You wouldn't!'

' Try me!'

' RACHEL! KURT!' The two jumped, looking round at their teacher, settling back in their seats haughtily. Kurt smiled at Brittany when she patted his arm, taking his hand. ' Thank you! I don't want anymore arguing or name-calling for either of you! That's exactly what the school boards don't like. We need to prove that we can all work as a team, not fight amongst ourselves!'

' So what you mean is we should put all our energy from fighting each other into competing all the other schools who are going to look at us for being delinquents' Thad spoke up. They all seemed to perk up at this. ' We've got to show that we're not wastes of space and you don't have to be professional to win…I'm up for that'

' Me too' Nick agreed. ' We show the school boards that we're not going to be sent to some stupid reform schools'

Puck nodded confidently. ' Prove that we can be better than all those goodie two shoes in the other glee clubs'

' So what? We show that we can win and stick it to the people who say we're no good?' Finn asked, looking behind him to Kurt, who nodded, smiling.

' Yes, that's exactly what it means Finn' he told him. ' I say we show them just how damn good we can be; we've got the confidence! Now we just need the trophies!' he exclaimed, to cheers from the others. He looked across at their teachers, frowning. ' We'll take care of it'

After the two sets of teenagers agreed to the chance to prove themselves, Mr. Schuester arranged them in a large circle around the room to discuss song choices and choreography, an argument quickly starting up over the Warblers not wanting to abandon their signature uniforms and the New Directions members not wanting to wear them. Kurt managed to get himself seated beside Blaine, Brittany playing with his fingers on his other side.

Blaine leant over to Kurt as Mercedes started up a conversation about stage layout. ' So come on then, give me the info on your lot'

' Why do you want to know?'

' Well you all look like a nice group of kids, I'm wondering why you're all here' Blaine shrugged, draping his arm behind Kurt's chair, playing with his shirt collar as he spoke. Kurt bit his lip. ' Plus we need to bond don't we? What better way to do so?'

Kurt nodded in agreement, nodding to Tina on the other side of the circle. ' Tina is one of the tamer ones, you see how she dresses? Principal Figgins considers her to be a bad influence on the other students but it's mostly because he's scared of vampires. Her boyfriend, Mike, acts out and starts fights a lot; apparently he has a lot of pressure from his parents a home. Gets good grades, great in fact, but acts out instead' he gestured to Mercedes on Tina's other side. ' Mercedes is a doll, but a diva as well. Gets in a lot of fights and arguments, rarely does what she's told. She's currently dating her on off boyfriend, Sam. Sam works nights four days a week to help his parents, and looks after his younger siblings the other nights so he's constantly falling asleep in class, plus he's been having mood swings more recently due to lack of sleep.

Then there's Artie, don't let the chair fool you; he's the best hacker in this school. Changes people's grades for money, earned over five hundred dollars last time the seniors had an important exam. There's Rachel, she's not as bad as the rest of us like I said, but she gets in arguments a lot and fights if anyone says something bad about her two dads' Kurt explained, speaking in hushed tones and stopping for a moment when Mr. Schuester sent him a stern look. ' Rachel's currently dating Finn. He gets in trouble for starting fights after people call him stupid or jumping into fights to defend me. Very protective, my brother.

Rory, he's an Irish exchange student, smokes a lot of weed, says its to cope with the distance between him and his family, he's home sick, which we all totally buy. Supplied us with that weed at the party. Then there's Sugar Mata, very spoilt, more so than Rachel, her dad's really rich and she gets pretty violent and loud if she doesn't get her way, can't sing for shit either.

Lastly there's my three. Brittany, she's dating Artie and gets upset if people call her stupid like Finn. She's best friends with Santana, I'm not going to go into her story coz it's private, but she gets violent and threatens people a lot, mostly when Brittany gets upset. Then there's Noah, goes by Puck, I call him Noah for the fun of it, another private story, but pretty much does everything I do, gets in fights, smokes on school ground, doesn't go to class, the usual'

Blaine nodded understandingly. ' So what's your story?'

' You'll have to wait and see about me won't you?'

' I look forward to it'

' Kurt!'

Kurt turned to find the other New Directions boys running over to him. The Warblers had just left in their minibus, not before Blaine had scribbled his number onto Kurt's palm, and the rest of them had been dismissed, most of them heading to after school jobs. Kurt was headed to his car to go to his father's garage when he found himself surrounded by the other guys.

' Afternoon boys' he said, striking up a cigarette and offering one to Puck and Rory, ignoring when Finn cringed away from the smoke. ' May I help you?'

' We wanted to know what's going on between you and that Warbler guy' Sam asked, shaking his head when Kurt offered him the packet. ' I have to look after the kids and my folks will smell the smoke' he explained. Kurt nodded in understanding.

' Nothing's going on between me and that Warbler guy, whose name is Blaine by the way'

' Dude, you came in an hour late with him, that's not nothing' Finn pointed out. ' And I really don't want to know if you two were having sex just…yeah' Kurt rolled his eyes at his brother's cringe.

' We weren't having sex' he told them, turning around again and heading towards his car. ' I gave him a blowjob and he returned the favour' he called back over his shoulder, smirking at the sound of Puck's laughter and Finn's stumbling feet. ' What's it to you lot? You don't usually care about my sexual conquests, not since sophomore year'

' We're worried that this Warbler is going to take advantage of you and use you or something' Sam said, hurrying after him, putting a hand on his car door to stop him getting in. Kurt frowned at him, batting away his hand from his "baby". ' To get to the rest of us'

Kurt rolled his eyes. ' That's really not it. Those Warblers need us just as much as we need them…'

' We don't need those rich snobs!' Artie exclaimed.

' Yes Artie, we do need them. We win together or we all get shipped off to separate reform schools, single sex separate reform schools, where they're a lot stricter, where we'll have to board and where we'll only see out significant others and families during designated visiting hours' Kurt snapped at them all. ' Do you really all want that? A place where we won't be on top. Where we'll be ridiculed for only the little things. People in reform schools don't discriminate against your size, your status, how you look, even your disability, they don't care. Anyone is bait to those people in there and I am determined to prove to those stupid teachers that we are not low enough to fit in with those…those people in there…not yet' he wrenched open his car door and jumped in. ' Your choice lads, by hooking up with Blaine and creating a some what relationship with him, perhaps I can help to form that bond with the Warblers that we need. I'm not going to a reform school, none of us are'

Kurt slammed the door shut behind him, rolling down the window and looking down at all of them. They all looked empowered, spurred on by his words, grinning up at him. He smirked.

' Be nice to the rich snobs, coz they're the only chance we've got' he told them, leaning his arms on the bottom of the window, cigarette held between his middle and third finger. ' And if I just happen to get some sex out of this then all the more reason to do so'

' So you propose we do use the Warblers then?' Rory asked. ' But to keep ourselves out of reform school?'

' That's exactly what I propose Rory'

Blaine looked over as Wes snapped another pencil between his two fists. Wes had had an anger issue since before he entered Dalton, he didn't like being told that he was trapped, his father had done that enough in his lifetime. Blaine grabbed his forearm when he reached for another pencil, shaking his head and looking around at the other boys, who were looking to the two of them, two of their "leaders", turning in their seats of the minibus.

' What are we doing then?' Flint finally spoke up.

' Yeah, is the plan still the same?' Sebastian asked, his face still showing signs of annoyance. Blaine wasn't sure if it was because of the new developments with the school board or Kurt. He shook his head again.

' No…no the plan is hereby void' he told them all, some of them looking disappointed by his decision. ' We have no reason to sabotage them if our immediate future is effected by them and vice versus. We all know we'd be in deep shit with our parents if we have to go to reform school, and there is a huge chance we'll lose our trust funds, which none of us want do we?'

' Nah, we need those for beer and cigarettes' Jeff joked, blowing out a smoke ring and giggling. Nick rolled his eyes beside him. They may or may not have treated themselves to many swigs from Andrew's flask, Jeff taking more than he probably should have.

Blaine nodded. ' True, so however much we dislike those public school kids, we are going to work with them. We only have to work with them until we've placed in the top ten at Nationals, then we can forget about them'

' Plus, our reps might even improve with public school "thugs" on our side, don't you think?' David shrugged.

' Good point, we just have to make it clear that we've got their backs' Wes agreed.

' We scratch their backs, they scratch ours' Thad added, grinning madly. ' Sounds like fun'

' Yep, so next week, when they come to our school, we show them that we do indeed have their backs' Blaine announced to the whole bus, standing up from his seat in the back, the other boys grinning up at him, some even cheering.

' How do you propose we do that then Anderson?' John Dempsey asked.

Blaine chuckled. ' We don't have to do anything. We're a boy's school, and they have girls, the other guys will take care of that part for us…I'm thinking Johnson will take care of the rest'

' To Nationals then!' Wes exclaimed, standing up and raising his fist into the air. ' We're not going to place! We're going to win!'

There was a letter waiting for Kurt when he got home. It looked like it had already been scrunched up but straightened out again before being placed on the dining room table and owing to the stamp on the front, he knew why.

Kurt grabbed the letter and ran upstairs to his bedroom before Finn could ask questions, locking his door and throwing his jacket over the back of his chair blindly, staring at the stamp on the white envelope as he climbed onto his bed, sitting in the middle of it.

Columbus Reform Facility for boys

He sighed, ripping open the crumpled paper and sliding out the equally wrinkled letter, unfolding it and staring down at the messy scrawl of writing across the page.

To Kurt,

How are you? How's school? Hope you're not getting into too much trouble? It's been months since I heard from you and you haven't responded to my last three letters. I'm beginning to get worried about you sweetie. I miss you.

I know you said you didn't want to be together anymore. That you couldn't be in a relationship with me locked away in this stupid reform school and after everything I did to you, and I understand that but I still miss you. I know I fucked up but I wish you would just talk to me, let me know you're okay, let me hear your beautiful voice or even your fancy handwriting.

I never meant to hurt you. I love you. I just hope you remember that, remember all the times we shared together.

I don't expect a response, but I'm going to keep writing to you. I promised I wouldn't hurt you anymore and I do mean that, please give me a chance to show you that?

Hope to hear from you.

My love always,

Jace x x

Kurt growled under his breath, scrunching up the paper for the second time and throwing it across the room, reaching into his pocket and extracting his phone, pressing five on his speed dial, falling back on his bed as he held it to his ear.

' Noah, it's Kurt, I just got a letter from Jace, come over and bring the girls and vodka. Now'

He knew he didn't need to say anymore, hanging up and throwing his phone on his bed beside him, staying where he was, lying flat on his bed and staring up at the ceiling, his throat starting to ache.

A/N The sexiness and drama begins!

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