Chapter 4: Money for Shopping
Kurt drove to school the next morning, listening his music. He pulled into the parking lot alongside Mercedes car.
"Hey, White Boy!" He was greeted with.
He smiled as he stepped out of his vehicle and shut the door. He wrapped his bag onto his shoulder and leaned in to hug his friend.
"Hey back." He handed Mercedes the containers he drew out of his bag. "As promised, spaghetti and meatballs, and garlic bread."
"Kurt, you are amazing!" Mercedes gushed.
"I know." Kurt agreed cheekily.
He linked arms with the shorter woman and walked across the lot to the school. They made idle chit chat as they walked to their lockers, gathering their books for class. They had time before class started so they walked to the choir room. They were accompanied by Brittany and Santana, who were walking with their pinkies linked.
"You two are going shopping for our costumes after school, right?" Santana asked.
"Yep, we are. We just need everyone to give us their share of the money for it before we go today." Mercedes said.
"Well, here's my share." Brittany said, pulling out her wallet from her bag and handing over thirty dollars. "That's all I have right now, sorry."
"It's okay. Thanks, Britt." Kurt said, taking the money from the blonde girl.
"Santana, do you have your money?" Brittany asked the Latina woman beside her.
"Not on me. I'll give it to you at lunch." She said to Kurt.
"Sure, not a problem." Kurt nodded. Suddenly, he stilled from walking.
"Guys, into the bathroom, NOW!" He yanked the girls into the women's washroom and followed.
"What the Hell was that about?" Grumbled Santana.
"I just saved us from getting Slushie Facials." Kurt said, peeking out the door. The Jocks were still standing outside the girls' washroom, holding slushies in their hands.
"We better head out the other door." Spoke Mercedes.
"Let's go, Lady." Santana said, grabbing Kurt's arm. "We gotta get to Mr. Schue's class."
Santana dragged Kurt behind her out the other bathroom door, followed closely behind by Brittany and Mercedes.
The four made their way to Mr. Schue's class without encountering any more Jocks with slushies.
Puck, Finn, Artie, Tina, Rachel and Quinn were already in the choir room, waiting. The four entered the class and took their seats, and everyone conversed amongst themselves. A few minutes later, Mr. Schue walked in with Mike.
"Sorry about that, guys. Mike was showing me some of the choreography you're working on for when you recruit new kids for the New Directions. Mike, take a seat." Mr. Schue said.
Mike took his seat as Kurt stood up.
"Mr. Schue, if I may say something before you start?"
"Sure, Kurt." Mr. Schue nodded.
"As you know, Mercedes and I are going to the mall after school to get the outfits for our performance. Therefore, we need you to pass up your shares of the money for us to go shopping today."
"You heard the Lady, pass up your money!" Said Santana.
Kurt gave Santana a look before collecting the money everyone pulled from their wallets and purses and handed to him.
"Thank you, everyone. Seeing as I pretty much know everyone's sizes, it shouldn't take long to pick everything up." Kurt said, pulling out his wallet and opening it. He raised his eyebrow when he saw there was two fifty dollar bills along with his two twenties that weren't there last night.
'Really, Dad?' Kurt thought. He shook his head and gave a little smile as he put the teams' money inside. He closed his wallet and put it away.
"Is there anyone that wants to come with Mercedes and myself after school to get the costumes?" Kurt asked.
"I'll go." Artie said, wheeling himself forward.
"Me too," Tina said, raising her hand.
"Count me in." Said Mike, his arm wrapped around Tina's shoulder, pulling her in to snuggle against him.
"Okay, then." Kurt grinned. "We'll meet in the parking lot after school and head out."
The bell rang for next class, and everyone left and went their separate way. Kurt walked with Tina and Mike as they walked to their next class.
But it wasn't long before Kurt was slammed into a locker again by Karofsky. Mike helped Kurt catch his balance as Karofsky sauntered away.
"What is his deal?" Tina asked, bracing Kurt on his other side.
"Nothing, he's just a homophobic jackass." Kurt said, staring after Karofsky's retreating back. "I can handle it."
After school, Kurt made it to his locker and out to his car without running into Karofsky or getting a slushie in the face. He made it to his car and found the whole Glee Club waiting for him.
"What's everyone doing here?" Kurt asked, puzzled. As far as he knew, it was just Him, Mike, Tina, Mercedes and Artie heading to the mall for the costumes.
"The football team tried ganging up on us." Mike said, gesturing to Tina, Mercedes, Artie and himself.
"Yeah, but they backed off as soon as the rest of us came out." Puck said, a smug look on his face.
"We told them the Glee Club was off limits for tormenting." Finn added.
"Yeah, that's not going to stop them." Kurt said, unlocking his car, and thinking about his bruised shoulders that repeatedly got shoved into lockers.
"Okay, team, we gotta get going if we're gonna get to the mall for the costumes." Mercedes said.
"Okay, we'll see you tomorrow!" Brittany said cheerfully.
The team dispersed, leaving five still by the cars.
"How are we doing this? Who's riding with who?" Kurt asked.
"I'll ride with Mercedes." Tina said, raising her hand.
"Yeah, and Artie and I can go with you." Mike said.
"Okay, let's get ready then." Kurt unlocked his car so Mike could help Artie into the backseat.
Kurt was putting Artie's wheelchair in the back his car when Mercedes said:
"Tina and I will meet you guys at the mall. Meet us in the food court."
"Okay, we won't be long." Artie said, buckling his seat-belt.
Kurt closed the back of his car and climbed into the driver seat, shutting his door. Mike was already buckled in, so Kurt clicked his seatbelt into place and started the engine.
Before long, the trio of boys were on their way to the mall to meet the girls.
