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CHAPTER 12: Questions For A Fashionista
For a small town, Lima had an amazing mall. It was partly indoor, partly outdoor, which probably wasn't the best idea for Ohio. But it was a nice day and both levels of the mall were crowded, along with every store. The North Hills Mall seemed to be where everyone came on the weekends. Teenagers were packed into the arcade, or running around spending their allowance. Mothers dragged their little children around the stores. The elderly took up every bench. Chris was amazed that Mercedes seemed so calm; he was absolutely overwhelmed.
"So what do you think?" Mercedes emerged from a changing room, spinning around to show off the outfit she found.
That looks so familiar, yeah, you're going to wear that in the episode we filmed the other day, "Looks great." So far that was the only way he was getting through this shopping trip; if the outfit looked familiar, approve, if it doesn't, disapprove. He had managed to avoid shopping for himself, "My dad took away my credit cards after he saw the last bill." So far, the lie had paid off. It wasn't that he was completely clueless when it came to fashion, he had picked up a few things after being dressed as Kurt for the last few years, it was just that he was afraid of what Kurt would do to him if he spent his money on things Kurt wouldn't consider stylish.
"Want to go get something to eat, it's about lunch time?"
Chris nodded, "Sure."
"So did you hear?"
"I've heard a lot of things Cedes; you'll have to be more specific."
Mercedes sighed dramatically, taking Chris' arm, "Brittany has a new house guest."
"Really, who?" Chris asked although he already knew the answer.
"Some Irish kid. Exchange student."
This was not good, at all, "I think Brit said something about that. Well... she said something about a leprechaun; I assumed it was just one of her fantasies."
Mercedes laughed, "Yeah, well he's starting school next week. Leprechaun or not."
Next week, next week, that meant that for every episode there was about two weeks. That gave him about three weeks to switch back with Kurt.
*Glee*
Kurt wanted nothing more than to switch back with Chris.
The audience stared at him expectantly, as stage lights pounded down on him.
"Greet them," Darren whispered from backstage.
"Hey everyone, how are you today?"
He was answered by cheers.
Kurt sat down on the chair, squinting to see the audience. "Wow these lights are bright, could you dim..." the person manning the light and sound booth in the corner nodded, flicking a switch, "thank you. Now I can see everyone! Wow, there are a lot of people here today."
"You're doing good, just keep going."
Thanks for the moral support Darren, but I have no clue what to say to these people, "Um... let's start with questions, then I'll just talk 'till they kick me off the stage." That moment cannot come soon enough. Unexpectedly, the audience burst out laughing. Kurt was astonished; maybe this wouldn't be that hard after all.
"Mr. Colfer," a thin voice came from the microphone that had been set up on the side of the stage for questions, "I have a question."
Mr. Colfer? Oh yeah me, Kurt turned to the little girl, she couldn't be more than nine. He smiled kindly, "What's your question?"
"When did you decide you wanted to be an actor?" The girl managed to say, seeming immensely star struck.
"Chris did community theater as a kid," Darren came as close as he dared to the curtain, fearing he would reveal his presence.
"Um... always I suppose, I did community theater as a kid. Local stuff, school plays, that sort of thing," with Darren's help this was ending up being easier than he had thought.
The girl grinned, apparently content with the answer. Someone else, a teen girl dressed in a Cheerio uniform, replaced her, "Hi."
"Hello."
"Do you think Kurt is too much of a stereotype?"
"A stereotype..." he was distracted by Darren laughing from behind the curtain, "umm, a stereotype? I am... He is not a stereotype. People think he's a stereotype?" Kurt asked, hurt.
The girl nodded.
"Well, maybe... um... he only seems like a stereotype until you get to know him better."
"Oh, that's good, try making comparisons to the other characters," Darren prompted.
"Everyone is sort of stereotypical on Glee, aren't they? But they all break their stereotypes in some way. Quinn's a cheerleader, but she ends up pregnant. Finn is a Football player, but he's actually nice. Rachel... well Rachel is a diva; she doesn't really break her stereotype. The whole point is that they only appear like stereotypes, but are all much more complex."
That answer seemed to satisfy the audience, A stereotype? They called me a stereotype? Can it get worse than that?
Apparently so, a new fan got up to the microphone, "Do you think Kurt choose the right time for his first time with Blaine?"
What?
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