Los Angeles, California. 6:20am
Naya Rivera stood in the hallway with Amber and Kevin standing across from her. Amber still had her arms crossed and Kevin had dropped the knife to his side with a confused expression across his face. Everyone knew her and Chris didn't really get along. They've only spoken several times and each time they did it always ended in an argument. Should she lie? Or should she tell them the truth? But if she told them the truth they would never believe her. She sighed; the truth wouldn't hurt would it?
"Chris told me to take care of the place while he was gone." She said truthfully.
Kevin stared at her blankly, and then laughed, Amber joining the laughter as well, "Yeah, right. Naya, you and I both know you and Chris practically hate each other. Why would he ask you to take care of his house?"
Naya simply shrugged, "I don't know, why don't you ask Chris. All I know is that he called me the day before he left and said he and Darren would be out of town for a little while and that he needed me to take care of his house. So I came over, watered his plants like he said to do."
Amber rolled her eyes, "Great, now tell me the real reason why you're here."
Naya frowned, "That is the real reason, what more do you want? I told you the truth. Don't believe me? Call Chris and ask him. I don't have time for any of your crap; I'm doing what he told me to do. Now go."
"Not until we make sure it's the truth, so…" Kevin pulled out his phone, dialing Chris' number. The phone rang and Naya bit her lip, if Chris didn't pick up she knew she was going to get in trouble. "He didn't pick up. We'll let you go, for now, but once Chris calls us back we're asking him and if he says you're lying, we're calling the cops."
"Fine, but watch when does call back! You two are going to owe me a big apology. Now go and let me finish what I was told to do," Naya paused and frowned. "Wait, what are you two doing here anyways?"
"We were driving by and we saw Chris' door open so we came to see what was going on." Kevin lied.
Naya raised a brow, she knew when Kevin was lying, he was terrible at it. "Mhm, yeah right. Go now, unless you want me to tell Chris you came to his house without his permission."
Kevin sighed, glancing over at Amber who agreed. She hated when Chris got mad, and she never wanted to be the reason for him to get mad. She grabbed Kevin's arm giving him the we-should-go-now-before- we-get-in-trouble look. Kevin looked back over at Naya who had her arms crossed, still holding the glass, he sighed once more.
"Let's go." Amber told him.
"Fine," He mumbled. "You better not be up to anything, Rivera."
I'm Naya Rivera, and just the other day I was at my… friend? No, whatever, that part isn't important. But I was at Chris' house, watering his plants, tidying up the place. Just like he told me to, when Kevin and Amber, his two good friends, stopped in. Why? I have no idea, but I'm definitely going to find out.
Ever since the bull whips and the whole coming out thing, Kurt and I have been getting along a lot better now. Before I actually came out, I never really… Appreciated, Kurt… But now, since after all this, I do. I care about him. And I hardly care about anyone. I'm Santana, Santana Lopez by the way.
And once I find out, you best believe Chris gonna find out. Everyone knows the two people I cannot stand -besides Chris- are Amber and Kevin. And once I found out they are up to no good, well… Let's just say, Chris will be saying bye, bye to his two best friends.
And let me get this straight, even though a lot of people think Kurt is slowly loosing his mind by believing that Chris guy, I don't. I mean, in a weird way it kind of does make sense . It kind of does look a bit believable. And I mean come on, it's not everyday where you see a guy who looks and sounds exactly like one of your friends.
Westerville, Ohio. 1:15am
Chris made his way through Dalton with, surprisingly, no problem. He had broken the window to an empty room on the first floor and made his way up to the third floor where Nick and Jeff shared a room. With only a few times he had to hide, due to someone else roaming the halls, he approached the Duval-Sterling dorm. Turning the knob he walked into the dark room. There was a small light coming from a small tv that a blonde boy had fell asleep in front of.
He looked around the room and found a twin bed in the corner where a brunette boy was sound asleep. He walked over to the twin bed and shook the sleeping boy's arm, "Nick, wake up," The brunette didn't budge. "Nick!" Chris raised his voice, but not too loud. Again, the boy didn't budge. Chris sighed deeply. Then he thought of something. He pulled the pillow from underneath Nick's head, which caused the boy to groan and toss over, and hit him as hard as he could with the pillow.
"Jeff! Come on!" Nick groaned, sitting up rubbing his head. "What the hell, Sterling?" He pouted, and then rubbed his eyes.
Chris chuckled, taking a seat at the edge of his bed, "Morning Nicholas."
Nick frowned, that's not Jeff's voice, the brunette thought. "K-Kurt."
"Sort of, not exactly." Chris said.
Nick reached over to his nightstand and turned the small lamp on, squinting his eyes from the light. He looked over at the man who he thought was Kurt. "Hummel? What are you doing here? How'd you even get in here? It's," He paused to look over at the alarm clock. "It's one-thirty in the morning."
Chris grinned, extending his hand. "I'm Chris Colfer, not Kurt. Well, not exactly. I'm his… Twin?" Chris shrugged. "I'm Kurt in another world; I came from a parallel universe."
Nick looked at Chris' hand, then at him and laughed. "Kurt, are you drunk?"
Chris frowned, "I'm Chris, and no I am not drunk."
"Yeah and I'm Jeff," He said sarcastically. "Kurt, I'll call Blaine for you so he can pick you up." He reached over to the nightstand. Chris grabbed Nick's wrist tightly.
"No," He said strictly, causing Nick's eyes to widen. "I need you to wake up Jeff, I need both of you."
Nick tried to pull his hand away, but it only made Chris' grip grow tighter. "Alright, alright. Just let go so I can wake him," Chris nodded and let go, the younger boy stood, rubbing his wrist as he walked over to the blonde sleeping on the ground. "Sterling!" He shoute4d, kicking his side. "Wake up! We have to go!"
Jeff whined, clutching at his side. "Lemme sleep!"
"You have to wake up! Come on." Nick kicked him once more. Whining again, the blonde took the cover that was resting on his waist and covered his full body with it. "He's not waking up."
Chris stood walking over to Nick's side, "Riker Lynch! You have ten seconds to wake up or I'm pouring cold water all over you!"
"Riker Lynch?" Nick frowned.
Jeff removed the covers and slowly sat up, "What do you know about that?"
"Know about what?" asked Nick.
"Jeff, my names Chris."
Jeff's eyes widen as he stood to his feet," I know about you."
"Know what?"
"Good, then this will be a lot easier to explain."
"Dude, what are you doing here? Do you know how much trouble you'll get in if they find you/?"
"Darren said that same."
"Darren?"
"He's here too?"
Chris nodded, "I need your help, both of you.
"I'm so confused." Nick mumbled.
"Of course, with what?"
"Let's go for a drive, shall we?"
Sorry, it took a bit to upload. I know Naya is acting a bit like Santana, and Santana is acting a bit like Naya, but don't worry. There are reasons for this. C: