A/N I'm so amazed by the response to this story! Thank you all! Sorry updates have been slower than usual! I've been sick!

This chapter will jump from the end of season one to the beginning of season two. You'll learn more about Kurt's Summer visits to his mother later!

Reviews are always welcome!

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Lessons

The last week of school went by without anymore incidents, and Finn had simply laughed off the floating cushions, figuring someone was just messing with him. But his dad was concerned about the uncontrolled outbursts of power.

"You need to learn to control it, kiddo. Fortunately summer vacation is coming up, so you'll have plenty of time to spend with your mom, so she can teach you."

Kurt was still confused about how that worked. "I mean, I'm not physically there with her, am I? It's just a dream?"

Burt scratched his head. "I don't understand it much myself. Your mother called it astral projection. Your body remains here, but your consciousness is projected across the galaxies to her. Normally her kind can't project that far, which is why she was unable to contact her people to let them know where she was. But that pendant works as an amplifier, and she has another one like it that acts like a super receiver or something. Both of them come from a planetoid that is roughly halfway between our two worlds, and that receives your signal and sends it back to her, kind of like a cell phone antenna, I guess."

Kurt thought it over. It made sense, he guessed. "Okay, so all I have to do is concentrate on the pendant as I am going to sleep, and visualize her face?"

His dad nodded. "That's what she told me."

Kurt noticed his dad gazing at the pendant longingly. "You miss her a lot, don't you?"

Burt sighed. "I do. I loved her very much. But I had to let her go. It was the best for both of us."

Kurt nodded. He understood. He also know that his dad was still seeing Carole Hudson, Finn's mom. He hoped the two of them could be happy together.

That night as he settled into bed, he visualized his mom as he stared into the pendant...

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August, 2010, Lima Ohio

Kurt entered the hallways of William McKinley High School on the first day of his Junior year with an air of self confidence he'd never worn before. He had learned so much during his visits with his mom over the summer. He had mastered control of his telekinetic abilities, as well as learned more about his mother's planet and the people and creatures that live there.

He learned about his Mother's family. She had been a single birth, like him, which meant she would never have siblings of her own. Her parents had each been twins, how ever, so she did have an aunt and an uncle, and cousins. He had gotten to meet them, sort of. They had been holoprojections.

He was a bit discouraged that he hadn't developed any other gifts or abilities yet, but his mother had told him it could take up to four years for any other gifts to manifest. He still had visions of himself being able to do awesome mind tricks, like making himself invisible.

It would have come in handy, especially right that moment, when he felt ice cold liquid slam into his face.

"Welcome back, Homo!" Karofsky taunted, as he high fived Azimio. The two laughed as they walked away.

Kurt sighed. So much for that self confidence, he thought as he slipped into the girl's bathroom to clean up and change his shirt. Mercedes was waiting beside their lockers when he came out.

"Some things never change, it seems." She hugged him. "How was your summer vacation? I didn't see much of you. Your dad said you were visiting family."

Kurt shrugged. He wished he could tell her that he had spent the majority of his vacation on another planet with his mom. "Yeah, it was...interesting. What about you? What did you do all summer?"

"My mom made me get a job. I swept up hair at Madame Garrison's Beauty Shoppe for two months. It sucked."

Kurt smiled at her. "Hey, it could have been worse."

They both paused, then said in unison "Could have been forced to listen to Rachel Berry all summer."

They laughed, as they made their way to the first class of the new year.

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Kurt didn't feel much like laughing by the time Glee rolled around. Karofsky had shoved him into lockers four times already, and slushied him again after lunch. The jock seemed to have stepped up his game this year, determined to make Kurt miserable.

Kurt had been tempted to send the neanderthal floating along the ceiling, bouncing his head off of every light fixture along the way, but he knew it was inappropriate and would draw unwanted attention. One of the other things he had learned over the summer was that the human government was not ready to deal with alien lifeforms. His mother had not been the first extraterrestrial to crash land here.

It hadn't been a weather balloon that had crashed in Roswell all those years ago. The unfortunate being had not been humanoid, as his mother's people were, but had more resembled Earth felines. The so called Men In Black had made the creature and it's craft disappear. The being had died due to the fact that it's physiology was incompatible with Earth conditions.

Kurt didn't want the MIB coming after him, so he kept his abilities in check as he entered the choir room at the end of the day. He started to zone out as Rachel started talking about what She would be doing this year in Glee club. He had to agree with Santana when she complained that she didn't want to spend another competition in Spasberry's shadow.

Mr. Schue told them to settle down. "I'm listening to you, and yes, things will be different this year. But before we worry about that, we need to recruit new members! Now, Nationals are being held in New York this year, and I thought what better way to entice new members than with a trip to the Big Apple!"

They spent the rest of the meeting planning a number to sing during lunch the next day.

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Their performance went over better than could have been expected. At least they didn't have food thrown at them.

Kurt regretted that thought a minute later as ice cold fluid dripped down his face from yet another slushie. Damn it! Why couldn't he develop the ability to see out the back of his head, so he'd know when they were coming and duck!

He wished he could go back in time, just a minute or so, and avoid the jocks.

Kurt blinked and felt a curious shifting around him. When he opened his eyes, he was confused. A second ago, he had been further along the hallway, covered in orange colored slush. Now he was dry and back near the door he had entered through. What the hell?

Some sixth sense had him ducking, and the orange colored frozen drink missed him and hit Azimio in the back of the head.

Kurt was too shocked to even think of running, and didn't actually feel it when the behemoth shoved him against the wall. What had just happened? Had he actually gone back in time? Or had it been a premonition? Could he see things that were about to happen?

One thing was for certain. He had developed a new ability, even if he wasn't exactly certain what it was.