AN: Told you the next chapter would be up faster *grins*
Chapter 10
~~~Gymnasium~~~
-Kurt's POV-
As I walked into the gym I felt people looking at me. when I'd look up to meet them their eyes were filled with anger. Whenever I walked close to someone they'd clam up and stop talking which could only really mean one thing… and it wasn't my plastic head talking for me when I said they were talking about me…
/Have you ever walked up to people and realized they were just talking about you? Have you ever had it happen thirty times in a row? I have…/
I walked up the bleachers to seat near Britt and Santana since I figured the three of us would be in this boat together at least… the others on the row moved away from me however. I looked away for a moment and spotted Finn, Jesse and Tina and gave them a small little wave. Jesse responded by lifting his sunglasses to glare at me and Tina gave me the finger in a subtle way… Finn smiled at me for a moment before he got a look on his face like in that movie he made me watch; 'Despicable Me', the look made me think of Gru's light bulb look… he then scowled at me. resigned to my fate to sit, alone technically, I turned to face the front just in time to see Principle Sue stride in.
She stood tall and intimidating. Arms behind her back, feet apart the look of pure control and a look of thinly veiled condemnation on her face. When she spoke her voice was low, angry and powerful. "Never in my twenty years as an educator have I seen such behaviour" she shook her head slowly "I've had parents calling me on the phone asking, 'Did someone get shot?' I ought to cancel your Spring Fling!"
Everyone around me started to shout out "No! No!" I felt awful, all of this was my fault. I should never have agreed to my spy mission…
Her look shifted for a moment to something akin to annoyance mixed with light hearted ness "Now, I'm not gonna do that, because we've already paid the DJ and this school is ridiculously underfunded, cept for my Cheerio's" she looked proud at that. you could hardly blame her. The Cheerio's were about the best thing this school had to offer…
"But just because it's not cancelled doesn't mean that I'm not taking this book seriously! I am positively lactating with Rage!" she looked u all over for a moment "Will Schuester has fled school property. Miss Pillsbury has been accused of selling drugs" I felt especially bad about that one…
"Now, what you young people need is an attitude makeover. And you're gonna get it right now. I don't care how long it takes; I will keep you here all night if I have to" she seemed to be glaring at each of us individually and yet all at once at the same time…
Becky moved forward and said "We can't keep them past four Principle Sue" Sue turned to her and gave her a much less harsh glare before turning back to address us again "I will keep you here until four"
"Now, what we're gonna try to do is fix the way you relate to each other. OK? Lady to lady. So who has a lady problem that they'd like to talk about?" could she be more patronising right now? I saw Britt go to raise her hand but Santana stopped her without ever taking her eyes from the front of the room. A girl in the front row put her hand up instead. Miss Sylvester called on her with a condescending smile "Yes?"
"Somebody wrote in that book that I'm lying about being a virgin because I use super-jumbo tampons. But I can't help it if I've got a heavy flow and a wide-set vagina" and if I wasn't already gay, that would have turned me.
Principle Sue had a disgusted look on her face before she shook her head and said "Yeah, I can't do this. I found that creepy and disgusting…" she turned to her staff behind her and said "Miss Pillsbury. You're a successful, intelligent, caring, graceful woman"
She didn't look so sure "I am?" Sue hesitated for a moment with a smiled on her face before it dropped completely and she said "No, but you do have a psychology degree which I suppose is close enough. There has to be something you can say to these young idiots. Something to help them with their self-esteem?"
She looked pretty mad and a little hurt when she said "It's not a self-esteem problem. I think they're all pretty pleased with themselves. Although what might help them is if you stopped calling them idiots… or things like Lady Face and Sandbags…" she looked hopeful for a moment. "OK. Yeah that's not gunna happen" and then accepting like she'd expected nothing less from Miss Sylvester in the first place.
Sighing reluctantly she stepped forward "OK… Everybody close your eyes I want you to raise your hand if you have ever had a girl say something bad about you behind your back" I did as she told me and then raised my hand.
"Open your eyes" pretty much everyone around me had their hand in the air. "Now, close your eyes again. And this time, I want you to raise your hand if you have ever said anything about a friend behind her back" again I followed her orders and, a little more reluctantly this time, raided my hand "Open them" again, everyone's hand was up and we all sort of let out this little murmur of laughter together when we realised it.
Miss Pillsbury gave us all a weary, wry smile and said "There's been some friend-on-friend crime here. OK. So, what we could do today is a couple exercises to help you express your anger in a healthy way. Let's start over here…" and then she walked over to the beginning of the bleachers…
/Miss Pillsbury had us confront each other directly about the things that were bothering us. And it seemed like every clique had its own problems. Even the jock's…/
The guys on the Wrestling Team and Lauren Zizes, the only female wrestler at McKinley, were up first. I guy with shoulder length hair was being spoken too by a guy with a closely shaved head "You've been acting really stuck-up ever since you went up a weight class. And Lauren agrees with me" they both turned to look at her for confirmation "Lauren?" she sighed and rolled her eyes looking bored "Don't drag me into this, I've got a match tomorrow"
Next I saw Mike Chang turn to Matt Rutherford and say "Why are you scamming on my boyfriend?" Matt just gave him a superior look and said "You're just jealous because guys like me better" Mike made a bitch please face and gave him the finger "Oh please"
Miss Pillsbury looked suitably frightened "OK. Good… let's move on" couldn't say I blamed her. they were talking about sleeping with Mr Schuester after all… Oh god that was a disgusting thought…
Before she could pick the next clique Quinn stood up and said "Can I just say that we don't have a clique problem at this school? And some of us shouldn't have to take this workshop, because some of us are just victims in this situation" and started to walk out of her row to leave.
Before Quinn could get to the end she rushed in with "That's probably true. How many of you have ever felt personally victimized by Quinn Fabray?" my hand shot up immediately as did the rest of the rooms. I even saw most of the staff raise their hands… Quinn rolled her lisp into her mouth for a moment and sat back down again.
"Good. OK, who's next?" she looked all around for a moment before her eyes settled on me. Oh god no… "Who's next? Kurt. Do you have anything you wanna own up to?" she had such hopeful eyes. I really hated her Bambi eyes in times like this…
/Yes/
I had a lot of things I should own up for but instead I said "No"her hopeful look faded to slight disappointment "You never made up a rumour about anybody?"
/Just that you sell drugs…/
"No" I looked down in fear that her eyes would make me do something I would seriously regret… "Nothing you want to apologize for?" she sounded so disappointed in me…
/I couldn't apologize to Miss Pillsbury without getting blamed for the whole burn book…/
"No" I stared down at my shoes, black leather lace up boots from the new Marc Jacobs collection, mournfully.
"I'm really disappointed in you, Kurt…" I was disappointed in me too. "OK, so we're all here because of this book, right?" she picked it up and started to skim through it…
"Well, I don't know who wrote this book, but you all have got to stop calling each other sluts and whores. Who here has ever been called a slut?" most hands flew into the air again and was it my imagination or did Brittany look proud about this fact right now? Miss Pillsbury sighed and said "OK, everybody up"
/Miss Pillsbury had us write out apologies to people that we'd hurt in our lives/
Half of the people went in front of the small stage ready to catch the people they forgave and the others would go in line to read out their apologies…
The first person up was that girl Miss Pillsbury had mistaken for me on my first day here. Mercedes Jones. "'Suzie, I'm sorry I called you a gap-toothed bitch'. It's not your fault you're so gap-toothed" and then she turned around and fell backwards into the crowd. Everyone caught he and set her down properly.
Britt was the next person in line "Santana, I'm sorry I laughed at you that time you got diarrhoea at Barnes and Noble" Santana brought a hand up to her face to try and hide her embarrassment. "And I'm sorry I told everyone about it. And I'm sorry for repeating it now" Britt then smiled at everyone and turned around. They all caught her and smiled at her in return.
"Azimio, I don't hate you because you're fat. You're fat because I hate you" said some guy in a McKinley Letter Jacket…
Then this short girl wearing the most offensive outfit I'd ever seen walked onto the stage. She was wearing a plaid mustard yellow skirt with a seaweed green sweater with an owl on it, knee high socks and incredibly clunky shoes. My eyes were officially on fire.
She looked down at her page and read aloud "I just wish we could all get along like we used to in middle school. I wish that I could bake a cake made out of rainbows and smiles, and some vegan non-dairy Kosher 'I'm sorry' cookies and we'd all eat it and be happy…" her eyes were wet and she lifted a tissue to dab at them.
Everyone seemed kind of moved by her speech for a moment before I heard Jesse yell out "She doesn't even go here!"
Miss Pillsbury turned to the strange girl and asked "Do you even go to this school?" the girl shook her hair, her long black hair swayed from side to side under her head band.
"No. I just have a lot of feelings. My name is Rachel Berry. I go to Carmel High; I'm the lead vocalist for Vocal Adrenaline, the show choir there. And my status as the leader of the group has nothing to do with my birth mother being the coach" she took a breath and then continued with "And Vocal Adrenaline isn't exactly a 'feelings friendly environment'" she actually used air quotes…
We all just looked at her like she was insane… I wasn't completely sure she wasn't. No one sane wears an outfit lie that. She may as well be wearing a dress made out of stapled together beany babies. "OK, go home man hands" said Principle Sue with a shake of her head and a thumb towards the door. The girl hung her head and walked off stage.
I saw Mr Howell walk over to Miss Pillsbury and smile at her "Emma, I think you're doing a great job" she smiled back and nodded her head as she said "Thanks Carl. I feel like I'm getting through…"
Then Santana took the stage and said "I'm sorry that people are so jealous of me. But I can't help it that I'm popular and smoking hot" when she turned around everyone moved away from the stage except for Brittany. She put her arms up to catch Santana but the force and power of the fall added to Santana's weight made them both fall to the floor with a loud bang! I winced in sympathy because that seriously had to have hurt…
"Oh, my God! Oh, jeez" said Carl, he was wincing too. "OK, walk it off. Walk it off" said Miss Pillsbury. Santana stood up off of Brittany and said "OK. That hurt" and then turned to help Britt up.
"They're OK. They're OK. Oh, boy. OK, who's next? Who's next? Keep it going" I was only a few people from the front of the line now so I ducked out and moved further back. I just wasn't ready yet… I saw Tina push to the front of the line and stride onto the stage holding her apology.
Quinn's voice rang out through the crowd with "Oh, my God. It's her dream come true, diving into a big pile of girls!" almost everyone laughed but Tina just smirked and put her apology away in her jacket pocket.
"OK, yeah, I've got an apology" she glared at Quinn with the smirk still on her face as she said "So I have this friend who is a new student this year. And I convinced him that it would be fun to mess up Quinn Fabray's life" I felt Quinn's eyes lock onto me and decided that I was not going to look at her…
Tina continued with "So I had him pretend to be friends with Quinn, and then he would come to my house after and we would just laugh about all the dumb stuff Quinn said" everyone else laughed at that too. "And we gave her these candy bar things that would make her gain weight" Quinn's mouth had dropped open at that and everyone else seemed to be enjoying the story like it was the first piece of Easter chocolate or the first snow fall in Winter…
"And we turned her best friends against her" I looked down at my shoes for fear of what Santana and Britt were probably going to kill me if I made eye contact with them right now. "And then… Oh, yeah, Kurt… You know my friend Kurt. He made out with Quinn's boyfriend and then convinced him to break up with her!" I could practically feel Quinn seething from half way across the room now. And I really was glad that Sam was visiting colleges today and didn't hear that.
Tina was silent for a second before saying "Oh, God, and we gave you, foot cream instead of face wash. God! I am so sorry, Quinn. Really, I don't know why I did it. I guess it's probably because I've got a big lesbian crush on you! Suck on that!" she said as she thrust her arms into the air like a rocker chick and fell backwards into the cheering crowd.
"Tina! Tina! Tina! Tina!" they were all chanting her name and carried her off. Leaving me and Quinn staring at each other. She then turned and stalked out of the gymnasium.
I followed after her calling her name "Quinn! Quinn, wait! I didn't mean for that to happen" she carried on walking but replied with "To find out that everyone hates me? I don't care" we were in the middle of the street now and I could see her mom parked across the road talking on the phone to someone.
"Quinn, please! Quinn, stop!" I just needed to explain to her… but explain what? It was exactly like Tina had said. Except my reason for doing this to Quinn wasn't for some eighth grade fall out. It was because the guy I liked didn't like me as much as he'd liked her.
Quinn stopped and turned back to me yelling at me "No! Do you know what everyone says about you? They say that you're a home-schooled jungle freak, who's a less-hot version of me" she was stalking towards me and I felt like a gazelle in the wild when it sees a cheetah coming for it. "Yeah. So don't try to act so innocent. You can take that fake apology and shove it right up your hairy…" she never got to finish her sentence. Because before she could a bus slammed into her.
/And that's how Quinn Fabray died. No, I'm totally kidding. But she did get hurt. Some girls say they saw her head go all the way around. But that's just a rumour. Some people swear they saw me push her in front of the bus. That was an even worse rumour…/