The next day she went to the Lima Mall. She got a coffee; her body was still running on England time, and a bagel. She got a fashion magazine called seventeen and was reading through it but it all seemed like gibberish to her. She sat there trying to figure it out when a well-dressed boy came up to her and said, "Next time you should get your coffee from The Lima Bean. It's better than sitting in the mall alone."

Haley looked at the kind boy and said, "Well, hello to you too." She stuck out her hand and said, "I'm Haley Potter."

"Kurt Hummel," the boy answered accepting her hand.

"Care to join me Kurt Hummel?" Haley asked.

"Well I'd be honored to drink my tea with a kind British lady."

"It's that obvious I'm from England?"

"Your accent kinda gives it away."

"Bloody hell, I'm going to be the weird girl here too, aren't I?"

"You seem nice to me, although you could use a makeover."

"I know but I have no clue on any of this stuff."

"You don't have a sister that could help you?" Kurt asked.

"No I'm an only child."

"Oh me too. What about your mom?"

"She died when I was a baby."

"Oh I'm sorry. My mother passed away when I was young to."

"Sorry," Haley said.

"Don't be. Well then I guess I'll have to take you on."

"What do you mean?"

"I'll give you a makeover."

"Is it common for boys to be fashionable here?"

"No, you just got lucky. How about this? I will call my best friend Mercedes. She's black; I'm gay; together we will give you one awesome makeover."

"Um… sure..."

"Awesome. Don't move I'll be right back." He pulled out a cell and walked away. Haley smiled to herself. SHE MADE A FRIEND! He didn't like her because she was famous! And she didn't need to wrestle a troll or give him food to do it!

He came back a moment later back. "She will be here in ten. You'll love her. So how old are you?"

"I just turned fourteen last month."

"Oh nice Mercedes and I are sixteen. We go to school together at William McKinley High School."

"Oh I was thinking of going there in the fall."

"Oh that would be so cool! So you just moved here from England?"

"This is my first day here. I arrived last night."

"May I ask why your family moved here?"

"Um well… actually… I have no family," Haley told him awkwardly.

"What do you mean?"

"Well you know how I said my mom was dead?" He nodded. "Well my father is to. They were both murdered when I was a baby. The house was set on fire and I was left for dead by the murderer. I got this scar that night." Haley pulled back her bangs to show him the scar. It wasn't a total lie. It was actually completely true she just left out the magic part. "I was then rescued from the building. I was supposed to live with my godfather but that didn't work out."

"Why? What happened to your godfather?"

"Do you watch the news?"

"Religiously," Kurt stated.

"Well then you should know of the mass murderer that escaped from prison in England."

"The Sirius guy?"

"Yep."

"He's not the one that killed you parents is he?"

"No he didn't kill them. Sirius Black is however my godfather.

Kurt stared in shock for a moment before saying, "Your life is more interesting than One Tree Hill."

"I don't know what that means but anyways I couldn't live with him obviously so I went to live with my only living relatives but they were kinda abusive so I got emancipated and it turned out my parents left me a fortune and several properties so I moved to the land I have here because I didn't want to go to my boarding school anymore because the Headmaster is stocking me and every year someone or something tries to kill me."

"Whoa," was all Kurt could say. "So you live alone?" Haley nodded. "At fourteen?" Another nod. "And you're rich?" A third nod. "Whoa!"

"Could you please not tell anyone yet? I'm tired of being stared at. I'm surprised I told you but you seem nice."

"My lips are sealed. Now moving on, what is your clothes budget?"

"I don't really have one."

"Are you really that rich?"

"Dude I don't even know how many bank accounts I have. All I know is one of my debits has about a billion American dollars on it."

"Holy cow!"

"Yep. You want to help decorate my new house to?"

"Of course!"

Just then a large, beautiful black lady came up to them. "So you must be the poor unfortunate soul Kurt decided to take care of," she said with a smile.

"Mercedes, this is Haley Potter. She just moved here, FROM ENGLAND!"

"England! Oh my god! Have you ever been to London?"

"Yeah several times," Haley said smiling.

"Oh she has a beautiful accent!"

"Sorry about her. She loves all things British. You know like the Beatles."

"Shut up, Kurt. I'm Mercedes Jones."

Haley stuck out her hand to shake with her.

"Now that you've met let's go shopping!"