Author's Note: Sorry it's only a short chapter. School started, so there's less chance to write. I will probably extend this story in smaller chapters like this rather from now on rather than the bigger section I started with. Hopefully it'll mean it gets updated more often. Read, enjoy, and review.

Disclaimer: I do not own X-men evolution etc.

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I lay there on my bed, staring at the ceiling, lost in my own misery. Why did she do it? Was it something I did? What could I have done? Had she just had enough of me? The thoughts kept repeating themselves in my head over and over, and I just sat there staring, wishing it had never happened.

I pounded the pillow I was lying on a few times to try and vent my frustration repeating "Why, why, why?" with each hit. I collapsed again my arm aching. I couldn't even be angry with Amanda, I didn't know why. I didn't feel angry, even if I tried to be; I only felt shock and disbelief.

"Kurt are you O.K" I heard Kitty's voice from the other side of the door, she rattled the doorknob and discovered as had Scott, Jean and Evan before her that the door was locked. "You didn't come down for dinner, and your door's locked, something is wrong. I'm coming in."

I dropped onto my bed and pretended to be asleep, I didn't want to talk to anyone. I waited until I was sure Kitty had retreated back through the door, and sat up again. My stomach growled loudly, desperate for food. Great I can't even hide in peace, without having to find food. Stupid fast metabolism. I focused on the kitchen.

BAMF! A familiar sent of sulphur and brimstone filled the air and I was standing in front of the larder in the kitchen. I reached out to open the door but overheard the others talking through the kitchen door behind me and stopped to listen.

"Anyone know what's up with Kurt, he hasn't come out of his room all evening," Kitty said.

"You couldn't brush across his mind could you Jean, find out what's going on," Evan asked.

"I'm already in trouble with the professor for doing that, I'm not going to risk it again," Jean replied.

"Oh."

"On the other hand, he was practically broadcasting his thoughts when he was lying in his bedroom, so I couldn't help but overhear," Jean said.

"Alright then, what's wrong," repeated Scott.

"It's something to do with Amanda, all I got from him was a bundle of emotions and scattered thoughts, but I think…."

I can't here this again. BAMF! I sat down on the edge of my bed and stared at the wall. Why did this have to happen? Everything was going so well. The night after the dance when she looked at me and didn't run screaming, it was one of the best moments of my life. Now this.

"Kurt, I want to talk to you." It was Scott, he banged on the door a few times but I ignored it. "Kurt I know you can hear me I heard you muttering."

"Scott, go away I don't want to talk."

"Kurt, we are going to talk, even if I have to blast the door down. Now, open it."

"O.K, O.K." I don't want to talk to you, why won't you just leave me alone. I opened the door and saw Scott standing there looking firmly at me.

"You look terrible Kurt, even with your inducer on." I hadn't turned it off since school finished. "I know what happened Kurt and I'm sorry it happened. Amanda…." He trailed off.

"What?" I replied sharply.

Scott looked up at me with a strange look in his eyes, a look I had seen before. The same look I had seen in Amanda's eyes, before she voiced my worse fears. "She was right Kurt, you are a freak. The rest of here, at least we fit in. You can't even go outside without hiding every moment. You will never be accepted!" He turned to leave and took a step towards the door before turning back and saying, "She was right about something else. If anyone is going to give us away it'll be you. You should leave before you cause us any more trouble."

Once again I just stood their shocked. I couldn't believe what I had just heard. However there was a voice in the back of my head saying. There have been a lot of close calls. What if he's right?