Secrets revealed

It all happened two weeks later. We were sitting in Glee club, waiting for everyone to arrive, when I caught some of Brittany and Satan's conversation.

'-Getting fatter though. I noticed it in Cheerio practice yesterday.' Satan said.

'I know. And she fell from the top of the pyramid. I was right beside her so I saw. Her knees were weak. It's a sign of circuitry malfunction.' Brittany said back.

'She's not a frickin' robot Britt! She's knocked up. It's so obvious.'

'You mean she's pregnant?' Britt said in surprise.

'Yeah. Has to be. There's no other way.'

'What do we do?' Britt asked. I didn't like the smile that had broken out on Satan's face.

'We tell Jacob Ben Israel.'

'No!' Britt protested. 'It'll be all round the school in seconds.'

'Exactly. Then Coach Sylvester will find out and put me on top of the pyramid and as head cheerleader.'

'What about me?' Britt cut in.

'What about you? You never have to worry about this stuff. You're too cute to hate.' She smiled. Actually smiled. Satan and Britt linked fingers as the rest of the class filed in. I grabbed my phone and texted Finn. We have a problem. I sent. Brittana know's. I looked at his reaction as he told Quinn. She looked at me and scowled like it was my fault.

'Why did you tell Santana!' She yelled at me the next day. Making me crap myself as she threw my locker door shut.

'I haven't told a soul.' I said hurriedly. 'They guessed for themselves. I swear.' She stood breathing heavily for a second before breaking down and burying her face in my shoulder. I patted her back awkwardly.

'She told the whole school.' She sobbed. 'Even Coach Sylvester.' As she said it, Coach Sylvester walked down the corridor. I rolled my eyes at the gross red and white tracksuit she was wearing. Disgusting. She stopped right in front of us.

'Lady-face.' She nodded. 'Preggo. You're off the Cheerios. Remove that uniform and return it to my office by lunch time.' She nodded again and left. Quinn stood motionless. Her mouth open and her eyes wide.

'Slut.' A passerby yelled.

'You suck Fabray!' Another called. Soon they were chanting it.

'HEY!' I yelled, getting annoyed. 'I know you all have nothing better to do but we have Glee to go to!' I took Quinn's hand and led her to the choir room. People whispered as we walked in.

'What are you doing?' Mercedes asked me as I sat down beside her.

'Helping out a friend in need.' I shrugged.

'Friend! Don't you remember what she did to us before Glee club?'

'Yes. Now she knows how it feels. She needs help from people like me who have had the comments in the corridors.' I folded my arms to signalize that the conversation was over. Mr Schue walked in and saw Quinn crying. He walked close up to her and took her hand.

'Are you okay?' He asked. I could tell by his voice that he knew about her.

'Yes.' She sobbed.

'Mr Schuester.' Oh my god Rachel. Shut up! She stood at the front of the class. 'I think that this had taught us that celibacy isn't working. I personally think that Quinn has solved the problem for Glee club.' She looked around at everyone's dumbstruck faces. 'Sex. We need to be sexy.' I sighed and raised my hand in the air. I took center stage and pushed her aside.

'I think that Rachel...' I paused. Wishing I wasn't about to say this. 'Has a point.' The room erupted. 'Wait, wait. Hear me out. This Glee club has some hotties in in. The Cheerios, the footballers, Me. But then we have people like Rachel. Who have as much sex appeal as a baby penguin.' Laughter. 'But, if we want to get somewhere in this school. We've gotta go sexy.' Cheering followed.

'I have totally got this.' Satan said. The team began planning to be sexy whilst I scowled at Rachel. I sat down and smirked at my idea.

'Guys, I don't know about this idea.' Mr Schue spoilt the mood.

'Why not?' I called out.

'Because I don't think Principle Figgins will appreciate it.'

'Screw Figgins! He never lets us do anything!' The class fell silent.

'Kurt,' Mr Schue said quietly. 'I'd like to speak to you in my office please.' I sighed angrily and stormed into his office. I sat in front of his desk and waited for him to get the class settled. He walked in and sat down calmly. 'I've noticed Kurt. Recently you've been acting strange. Mouthing off, teasing Rachel. It's not like you.' He looked sympathetic. 'Is there anything you want to discuss?' I looked out of the glass window in his office. I saw that Blaine was looking back.

'I'm just- lonely. Unloved. My Dad's spending more time with Finn and Carol is working more to pay for a house for us all. I have nobody.' I stared at the desk. 'I'm miserable.'

'Kurt, I know you've been through a lot over the past month. I know it can't be easy for you. But taking your own misery out on other people isn't going to get you anything. I think you and Rachel need to spend some time together. You may find that you like her.'

'Are you really stupid?' I asked angrily.

'Kurt-'

'Fine! I'll go put myself through horror just to make you happy!' I stood up quickly and left the room. I stood at the front of the class. 'Dear Rachel. I would like to spend some time with you because Mr Schuester isn't happy that I think you're a loser.' I turned to Mr Schue. 'Happy now?' I sat down and folded my arms angrily. I know other people had problems but could I not focus on myself for a while? Then it hit me. There was someone who needed help more than I did. My decision was made. I was getting myself a new best friend.

'Let me get this straight,' Quinn said as we walked through the corridors. 'You want to help me, and be my best friend?'

'You got it.' I smiled. 'Look Blondie, you're gonna need someone when this gets out to Sam about you and Finn. I know how you feel I've been the main subject of teasing. I nominate me.' She was thinking. Hard. I didn't think she had ever thought this much in her life.

'Okay. You're on.' She said slowly. After a week of being friends with her I realized that she was actually a good person. She was funny and liked soppy love music. Plus she was like a Barbie doll and let me choose what she should wear to school. I knew she wouldn't stay this semi-perfect shape, but I was willing to help her hide her bump whenever possible.

'So your parents don't know yet?' I asked her on Saturday night. We were having a sleepover at my house and I was braiding her hair.

'I don't know how to tell them. They'll hate Sam and it's not even his problem. I can't tell them.' Her eyes welled up.

'Okay, let me help here. They will find out at some point. That is a definite. The sooner you tell them, the easier it will be.' I was looking at her seriously through the mirror. 'I'll come with you if it makes things easier.'

'You'd really do that for me?' Her eyes lit up.

'What are friends for?' I shrugged.

'Why are you doing this Kurt? What did I do for you to help me?'

'I know how it feels. How something you can't control turn's your life around. Look at me. I still can't see through one eye and my face looks terrible.' I scowled at the huge bruise still on my right eye. 'I pitied you because I understood you. Now it's my duty to stop what you did to me, from happening to you.' I smiled warmly which she returned.

'Hey Kurt?' Dad called through the door.

'Umm, yeah Dad?' I forgot to ask him about Quinn staying over.

'Who you talking to?' He asked.

'Umm, I'm having a sleepover with Quinn.'

'Quinn, who's Quinn?' He opened the door and paused when he saw us. 'Oh, forgive me. I didn't know Kurt was havin' friends round.'

'It's okay Mr Hummel.' She knew what to do with her smile to make Dad like her immediately. He began to leave.

'Umm Dad.' I chased after him. 'Dad, I wanted to talk to you. It's about Quinn. She might be here a while.'

'How come?' He paused on the stairs.

'Well, see, she's got herself in a bit of trouble and her parents don't know yet.'

'What sort of trouble? Drugs?' How clueless.

'No. She's- pregnant.' I examined his face. He nodded.

'Okay then.' He left. I think he understood something. I went back into my room where Quinn was looking out of the window, biting her thumb nail.

'You okay?' I asked.

'I've been so stupid.' She sobbed.

'What do you mean?' I hugged her.

'I just realized what I've done. I have to tell Sam before this gets too far. I have to be with Finn and I have to tell my parents.' Her voice was desperate.

'No. You don't need to tell Sam. I will. I'll make it out like gossip and pretend I didn't know he was there.'

'No! I have to tell him to his face.' She was crying properly now. She wasn't much smaller than me so it was easy to be the shoulder to cry on. We put on a chick flick film and laughed for the first time all day. Then we swapped embarrassing stories and talked about the most romantic things that had happened to us.

'Mine was with Blaine.' I sighed after her story about how Finn had set up a picnic in the auditorium. 'It was the weekend before Sectionals. He took me camping and won a teddy on the grabbers. Then he gave me this.' I held out my hand and flashed the ring on my finger.

'Oh, that's gorgeous!' She ran her finger over it. Then sighed. 'He's miserable too you know. I've never seen him so sad. He and Santana have been arguing for ages and he's missed two football practices. He still loves you, you know.'

'Not enough to acknowledge me. Like, ever.' I huffed. Holding back the unwanted tears.

'Then turn it around.' She sat up.

'What do you mean by that?' I frowned.

'He won't speak to you, right? So talk to him. Show him that you're still you.' She was smiling wickedly now. 'You're helping me Kurt. Let me do the same.' I thought about it.

'Okay. You're on.' We went to her parents' house the next day. She was too nervous to eat anything so we went quite early. It was half an hour before she got out of the car and walked to her front door. She told me to stay outside as her Dad was homophobic. The minutes ticked by and I got more worried as five past turned into half past. There was movement then. The front door opened and she was pushed out of the door by an incredibly angry man. I ran from my car to pick her up off the floor.

'Don't ever come to this house again!' He shouted to her.

'Daddy please!' She called as he slammed the door.

'Quinn I-' I was lost for words. Her make-up was running down her face and she was sobbing uncontrollably now. Something flew out of the top window. A suitcase. It missed her by inches and only because she tucked her feet in.

'What do I do now?' She asked in a lost voice. I hugged her.

'You'll come and stay with me.' I got her suitcase and guided her to the car. We drove back to my house and I looked for my Dad.

'Kurt? That you? Finn's gonna be here in a second so I won't have time to eat.' he walked into the living room from the kitchen. He paused and observed me and Quinn for a second.

'Umm, Dad. Quinn's parents kicked her out. I said she could stay here for a while.'

'Okay.' He smiled nervously at her. 'You stay as long as you like.'

'So they just kicked her out?' Mercedes asked on Monday.

'Yeah. Threw her stuff out of the window. She's been at mine all weekend.'

'That's horrible.' Tina cut in.

'How could you kick your own daughter out?' Mike chirped in.

'All I know is that her Mom begged her Dad to let her stay.' I shook my head. We sat in the courtyard sharing chips and drinking slushie's. I frowned at Mercedes. She had been quiet for a long time. I tapped her and mouthed; You okay? She nodded and stared off into the distance.

'I do have some gossip though.' Artie began. 'Brittany told me that Sam and Quinn never had sex.' The group exchaned looks. Then all stared at me.

'Do you know who the father is?' Mercedes asked. Suddenly eager.

'Umm, no.' I tried to look innocent.

'C'mon Kurt. Drop the act. The two of you are like that.' Tina crossed her fingers in front of her face.

'Exactly. I would never tell on one of you guys and I'm not telling on her.'

'So Sam's not the father?' Mike asked.

'I'm not saying!' I glanced at the popular side of the courtyard. Quinn still sat there even though she wasn't a Cheerio anymore. She sat with Sam. Finn was trying to talk to her but Rachel kept nagging him.

'We can't let her find out.' Tina said, gesturing to Rachel. 'She'll find some stupid reason to tell Sam and create more drama.' Not to mention the fact that the father is actually her bofriend. I thought. Mr Schue decided to bring us more bad news in Glee club that day. I was just getting settled with being pushed to the back when he said;

'We've been asked to do the assembly this Friday.' The whole class groaned.

'Why are we still doing this?' Satan asked. 'Every performance turns out to be a disaster!'

'Exactly! Which is why we're going with Kurt's idea. We're turning the sexy on!' It was a terrible idea. I know I had suggested it but I never expected Mr Schue to consider it now! How sexy were we going to be? A gay and a pregnant girl and Rachel. Nothing sexy about that at all!

'You're just over reacting!' Quinn said at the dinner table that night. 'You just need to act like you don't give a damn.' She shrugged. 'Plus, it's a good way to get Blaine back.' She added. My Dad frowned at me but I shook my head.

'I only got him in the first place because I was nice to him. Not sexy. That was his part.' Dad cleared his throat. 'Sorry.' I added. I had no idea how to get Blaine back and no idea how to me sexy. I decided to consult my sexy friend. Mercedes.

'So you want to duet in the sexy song.' She repeated as we left math next morning.

'Yes. I can follow your lead and be sexy.'

'You're on Hummel.' She laughed. We rehearsed all night. Quinn observed to see if we were sexy enough.

'You're gonna have all the guys fanning their faces by the end of it.' She giggled. We got to perform the next day.

'Mercedes and I decided that we would combine the two sexiest artists of the twenty-first century. Justin Timberlake and Madonna.' We began to sing "Four Minutes." adding a sexy dance routine to make it powerful. Our small audience joined in as backing singers and began to enjoy the music. We ended with hips and bowed when the song had ended. I looked around the room. Quinn was right. Blaine was sitting tense and trying not to look at me. He failed, of course. He smirked at me and looked at Santana hurriedly.

'That was awesome!' Quinn said when I went to sit back down. Mercedes and I were getting patted on the back by all the un-populars'. Even Brittany gave me a thumbs up. For that one moment we were respected as equals and nothing set us apart.

'Mr Schuster?' Rachel's hand went up. She took center stage and put her hands on her hips. 'I don't think that sexy is appropriate for the assembly.' The room sighed in frustration.

'You suggested it in the first place!' I shouted.

'I know, but I don't think it's appropriate for it to be performed in front of the school. We should save it for Regionals.' She looked around the room. 'Right Finn.' She said when nobody agreed.

'No.' Gasp. 'I don't agree with you Rachel. I think you just want to sing a solo whilst we sway in the background. It's not fair on the other people who don't get solo's. Like Brittany and Santana.'

'That's not true-'

'Yes it is.' Tina said. 'All you want is to be the big star in this group. I never get a time in the light. Most of us don't.' I had never heard Tina so angry before.

'She's right.' Blaine said. 'You always get the lead. You're an amazing singer Rachel but you're not the only one.' She looked at Finn again.

'Oh don't rely on your boyfriend!' Satan called. 'He doesn't love you anymore. He's with Quinn.' Silence...

'What?' She said slowly. The room exchanged nervous looks.

'Yeah, what?' Sam said. Tina looked at me in a "help" way. There was nothing I could do. Sam stood up and joined Rachel at the front. I looked at Quinn who was sitting wide-eyed and pleading at Sam.

'Sam its-'

'It's true.' Satan said. 'Everyone knows. Just like they know about Sam and Mercedes.' More silence.

'What!' I burst out. 'Hold the phone a second.' I stood at the front too. 'Finn got Quinn pregnant and Sam's been with Mercedes?' My head was spinning. I could see Finn about to say something.

'Okay!' Mercedes shouted. 'Me and Sam have been together. But Quinn's been doing the dirty too.'

'Like that makes everything okay.' Satan said.

'Why do you want to make everyone's life harder?' Blaine said.

'No,' Sam's turn. 'Santana did what we never had the balls to do. Now it's out. No hiding.' He took Mercedes' hand and left. Followed by Quinn and Finn. I stood for a second. Scowled at Santana and left too.