AN: I would like to say a big thank you my readers/followers/commenters for sticking with me and giving me encouragement for this *hugs and cookies*.

I'm sorry about the long wait for this one but I promise the next and possibly final chapter will be up by Sunday at the latest. June is always a hectic month for me, this year more so than usual and so I apologise for not getting this to you sooner.

Without further ado let's get this show on the road!
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Chapter 11.
~~~Hummel House~~~
-Kurt's POV-

To say that dinner than night was awkward or tense would be the biggest understatement of the year. Well second biggest if you considered how bad tomorrow was going to be. Carole had been fairly quiet since I'd gotten home, except for the occasional snippy monosyllabic responses.

We were at the table and she just sort of snapped a little half way through it and grabbed everybody's plates up "Everybody done?" and pretty much threw them into the sink.

"No… Mom, I didn't do it" he just looked at me for a moment before reaching into a cupboard for something. "I don't know what to believe anymore" "Mom, believe me. I'm your son."

She stopped short and gave me a weird look. "Why are my tribal vases under the sink?" why are the what, where? Oh the party. The one they miraculously didn't find out about. I knew I'd forgotten something. Play it innocent. What are a few more lies at this point anyway right? "What?"

She looked at me sternly and I had to force myself to keep calm "My tribal vases. Why were they under the sink?" I shrugged indifferently and put on a confused face "I don't know…" she glared at me a little, clearly not buying the act an entire town fell for.

"This is the fertility vase of the Ndebele tribe. Does that mean anything to you?" it honestly didn't. They looked a little tacky and I hated them. I told her as much "No. they don't"

She looked at me as if she'd never seen me before and asked "Who are you?" before shaking her head in disappointment and leaving the room.

I leaned my head against my hand and looked down at the table. I let out a small humourless laugh before saying "Great. All my friends hate me, and now my mom hates me"

My dad put his hand on my arm and said "Your mom does not hate you. She's afraid of you…" I looked over at him. What did he mean afraid of me? "I'm a little disappointed with all of this Kurt; I thought you and me decided we weren't gunna keep things from each other? Lately it's like having a stranger around the house…" he took his cap off and ran his hand over his head for a moment before putting it back on and turning a small sad smiled to me "…I don't know, maybe we mainstream-schooled you too soon. Maybe you should come back and be home-schooled again for a while…"

"No. The only thing worse than going back will be not going back." It was going to be horrible but it was still my school. I couldn't go back to home school after a dose of real life. No matter how difficult it may be… though maybe if I could get him to hire me a body guard or a secret service team it wouldn't be too bad…

He looked at me, obviously sensing my distress over the situation at hand and asked "How bad's it gonna be tomorrow?" with a concerned face. Maybe he was reading my mind and thinking of the body guard idea too…

I let out a small sigh and said "Remember when we saw those lions fighting over the wart hog carcass? I'll be the wart hog" I gave a small resigned sigh and a short nod. He looked at me for a moment and smiled "You're not a wart hog, you're a lion. Remember kiddo, no one pushes the Hummel's around… Just keep your head down for a little, focus on your studies for a little while. You're still an excellent student, right?"

I winced a little at that last line. Disappointment all round then ok. U reached into my bag and pulled out my exam from Miss Pillsbury "Oh, yeah. I need you to sign my calculus test" he looked at me weird and asked "Why?" with a weary tone of voice.

I took a small yet deep breath and said "Because I'm failing." He looked down for a moment and turned disappointed eyes to me "OK. You are… What do they call it? Grounded, you're grounded" I just nodded my head and went down to my room.

Grounded, failing my studies, no friends and an incredibly awkward home life for the foreseeable future… at least I still had my fashion sense. Not that it would really matter anymore but, it was at least something. One thing the Clastics taught me was that every moment of your life was an opportunity for fashion. Though I doubt even I have an outfit that says 'I caused someone to fracture their spine and destroyed a whole school's social standing do you wanna hang out?'

~~~School~~~
The day passed by me in a bit of a blur… starting with home room where Tina, Jesse and Finn had shoved my desk right up behind the guy who farts a lot. And that wasn't just a silly moniker. He did fart a lot, and it was incredibly disgusting. Classes were filled with scornful and distasteful looks so I just kept my head down as much as humanly possible. That didn't stop the whispers though…

By the time lunch rolled around I knew there wasn't any real way to escape from it all. So I got my food and turned to look for an empty table since Clastic and 'friend' tables were now off limits. Problem with that was that now everyone else hated me too so I couldn't sit with them either…

I heard some of the people on a nearby table say "She pushed her in front of the bus" "Did you see her do it?" "Yes" so I just turned and left the cafeteria with my tray and went and ate in the bathroom like on my first day. It smelled just as horrible as I remembered and I barely escaped being given a swirly by Noah Puckerman on my way in. I get that he wanted to defend Quinn's honour and all that but did he have to do it with disgusting toilet water? Wasn't the dumpster toss this morning enough?

~~~Math Class~~~
I arrived to class barely in time, I hadn't wanted to bump into anyone in the halls so I'd loitered for as long as possible before running to return my tray to the cafeteria, and found Principle Sue and some policemen standing at the front of the class.

As I took my seat I heard an officer say "Did your teacher ever try to sell you marijuana or Ecstasy tablets?" the general response was "No" except for that kid Brett, he always kind of smelled homeless, he said "What are marijuana tablets?" with a big grin on his face… I'm guessing he already knows…

I leaned forward and asked Sam "What's going on? Where's Miss Pillsbury?" he ignored me and said instead "Principle Sylvester, this is ridiculous. Miss Pillsbury does not sell drugs." Silent treatment, kind of deserved that. After all, I did throw up on him and make him break up with his girlfriend…

Miss Sylvester turned to him and responded with "I know, Lady Lips. But after the allegations made against Will Schuester turned out to be extremely, and downright disturbingly true, the school board felt that it was best that we investigate every claim made in this Burn Book" she looked both bored and enraged all at the same time… I started to mess with my fringe a little in the hopes of coming off innocent. Or at least more innocent than people thought I was.

"That book was written by a bunch of stupid people who make up rumours because they're bored with their own lame lives" I looked down for a moment at that, I mean, I knew Sam was right but hearing him say that still stung, a lot actually.

"Well, unless someone wants to come forward and say, "I made it all up", this is how we have to handle it." She looked like she'd rather get out a hunting knife and go at it all Nazi Hunter style like she claimed her parent's did. Which made what I was about to do even more daunting…

/Bye, Sam. You're gonna hate me forever…/

I took a deep breath and stood up "Principle Sue. I wrote it." Every single eye in the room turned to stare at me. I just kept my eyes on the floor and waited for what was going to happen next.

She looked incredibly disappointed. A little like I'd actually withheld information from her rather than offering some up… "Come on, Porcelain" and with that we went to her office to figure out what to do next.

/When you get bit by a snake, you're supposed to suck the poison out. That's what I had to do. Suck all the poison out of my life. I started with Quinn, who was living proof that the more people are scared of you, the more flowers you get…/

I found this fact out when I went to her house to apologise and found the room covered from top to bottom with flowers and a crowd of at least 30 people around her. She looked happy in a way…

/Then there was Miss Pillsbury, who was living proof that no good deed goes unpunished…/

I finished up my latest test and walked to the front of the room to hand it in. I hated having to deal with her the most, damn her Bambi eyes. She looked up at me and said in an overly cheery voice "Oh, hi. Did you wanna buy some drugs?"

I shook my head 'no' and said "I'm just done with my quiz" I went to go back to my seat when she stopped me. "Wait. I'll grade it right now." I could only nod and stand there until she was finished I guess…

she looked up from grading for a moment and said "I gotta say, watching the police search my house really was the cherry on top of a fantastic year." I looked down guiltily and she asked in a slightly less harsh voice "How much trouble did you get in for telling the truth?"

I sighed a little and "A lot" she gave me a half smiled and said "Well you didn't write that whole book yourself. Did you tell Principle Sylvester who else did it?"

I shook my head again and looked at the floor as I saw Sam get up to sharpen his pencil at the bin. I was kind of avoiding him too. I turned my attention back to Miss Pillsbury and said "No, because I'm trying this new thing where I don't talk about people behind their backs…" with a small smile. Sam piped in with "That's all right. Getting hit by a bus is pretty good punishment." I spared a quick glance at him and he had a look on his face I couldn't decipher… not mad but not 'I forgive you' either.

Before I could dwell on it Miss Pillsbury gave me my test score "Ninety-four." And Sam smiled at me and said "Welcome back, nerd." In a slightly sarcastic voice, but he was at least talking to me for the first time in about two weeks so I considered it progress. I sent him a small smile and said "Thanks" as he passed me to get back to his own test.

I turned back to Miss Pillsbury again and said "Anyway… …I'm really, really sorry" and gave her my own Bambi eyes. She gave me a small smile and said "I forgive you. But as my own personal form of punishment, I figured out how you're gonna earn that extra credit…" I turned to the side as I saw Artie wheel his way to the desk and grin at me conspiritually and say "What's up?"