A/N: This chapter is about Matt and Brittany facing adversity as an interracial couple. I love glee, but I'm also a little disappointed with the Mercedes/Quinn arc and some of the stuff they make the Mercedes character do. Please R&R…yeah it's a fanfic cliché but I feel like I should say it anyway.

Quinn said it was a lot like being pregnant.

Wow….that's all kinds of wrong.

But Quinn is so smart, she's usually right about everything.

Well she's wrong about this.

Brittany called Matt over to her house because she wanted to celebrate Black History Month in June. Matt wasn't sure how this idea got into her head but his protests were powerless against the usual Brittany enthusiasm.

What country was Martin Luther the King of?

He wasn't an actual king that was just his last name.

How come Malcolm changed his last name to X instead of some other letters?

Because X is the symbol of the unknown in Math.

What's with the math stuff I thought we were talking about Black stuff?

Well at least she cared about his culture. Matt sure as hell didn't give a damn about Brittany's ancestors; he just wanted to thank them for passing on such good looking family traits.

Why aren't there any NAACP songs on itunes?

Because they aren't a music group.

I thought they did "Straight out of Compton."

No, that was N.W.A.

Brittany was getting frustrated, something Matt rarely saw. Unlike other subjects, she really wanted to know these answers and hated getting them so utterly wrong.

What's wrong Britt?

Matt was rubbing her shoulders as her eyes started to become red.

I don't know any of this stuff.

It's ok Britt, it's not like you're taking a test on this stuff.

Yeah but if I don't learn about Black stuff, then I'll never become black, and then we'll have to break up.

What? Who the hell told you that crap?

A guy at Sammy's. I went there with my dad last Thursday, a man recognized me from our date a while back and told me that we were different colors and shouldn't be together.

Oh my God. Brit I-

So I decided that I want to be black because I don't want to lose you.

Tears were falling now, making Matt's rage soften into concern. He engulfed her in a hug, letting her cry it out on his shirt.

Brittany, that guy at Sammy's was an idiot. There is no rule against us being together, the only two people who have a say in our relationship is us. Also…you can't become black…I'm sorry if that disappoints you.

Mmm…Mike said he did it.

Just because he can dance doesn't make him black. Neither does being pregnant or performing Good Vibrations in glee club.

Then how do you become black.

It's not something you can become Brittany, black people are born black.

She was calming down a little bit. Matt wasn't used to dealing with this many tears on a regular basis. Brittany was so naïve that he couldn't help but want to comfort her and kill whatever was making her upset.

I still want to learn more.

Ok.

How many black presidents were there before Obama?

None, Obama was the first.

Really? But there have been like…dozens of presidents, how could there be only one black one?

Well, minorities haven't always been given equal treatment in this country. There used to be laws preventing blacks from voting, attending schools with white students, and I would probably be killed by the Klan for talking to you.

Black people couldn't vote?

Not always.

Does everyone know about this?

Most people do.

Where would you have gone to school?

Mercedes and I would probably be in some shitty sub-standard school across town.

And by the Klan, do you mean those ghosts who set lower case "t" on fire?

They aren't ghosts and they sure as hell don't burn letters.

I would never let them get you Matt. We would run away to Canada together. Mercedes too, and Santana, and Mike, and whoever else was being mistreated. I would get my dad to rent a bus and we wouldn't stop until we saw Maple trees.

That's sweet Brittany, but luckily we don't have to do that now.

Matt was comforted by how willing Brittany was to maintaining their relationship. He never really stopped to consider that she may also be on the receiving end of judgmental looks, not just him. Matt noticed a few hateful glances when he would walk down the street with Brittany, he would never admit how much it hurt his feelings; he thought he had to stay strong for her.

Britt.

Yeah?

Did your dad hear what that guy at Sammy's told you?

He was busy ordering our drinks, I told him about it later in the car ride home.

What did he say?

He told me the guy had a point.

Matt was shocked. Mr. B always seemed so kind and generous; the kind of guy he wishes his father was like. He had never so much as blinked the wrong way at Matt, but people are good at hiding behind smiling masks, he sure was.

What else did he say?

He said...oh he said that he has no problem with you as a person; he just knows that if we continue our relationship we will have a tough road ahead of us. He thinks it would be easier for us to date our own race, but neither of us run track so I don't know what race he was talking about.

Are you sure he doesn't hate me.

No Matt of course not. It's not us he is worried about; he just doesn't want me to be alienated that's all.

If Brittany was going to be guilty by association, than what kind of treatment awaited Matt? He was hurt by Mr. B's comments, mostly because they were true. There would always be this cloud following them around, raining on their happy relationship. People would always do double takes when he met her in a public place. His guess being that Brittany told them she was waiting for her boyfriend, and they were not expecting him. It would be easier if they were the same color.

But you wanna know what I told him?

She was playing with the strings on his hoodie now; Brittany could never sit still…ever.

What did you say?

I told him that if you're an alien then I wanna be an alien too.

Then again, love is never easy no matter what the parameters are. Screw what Brittany's dad or anyone else thought; he was black and she was probably mentally handicapped, most people weren't going to like them anyway.