I'm back with another chapter! YAY…sorry for the wait. Like I said with on the last chapter of my other story, I'm hoping to write more frequently now. I had a bit of a rough patch but I'm thinking that now it might have got better meaning that I can hopefully get into a better routine.

This chapter is set a couple of weeks after the last one.

All mistakes are my own and I don't own Glee.

Kitty's POV

So, I'm sitting in English next to Ryder. I hate English and just school in general. One of the things that my father instilled in both Quinn and myself was that we had to be good in school if we wanted to go out with friends or if we wanted to have boyfriends. Not only that but it was a requirement to stay in extra-curricular activities, so I hated being in school because it was never challenging enough for me. Even after my father left the house, studying was something that I still continued to do.

The teacher was passing out the answers to a test we took about a week beforehand. I already kind of knew what the result was going to be since I'd been studying for weeks before we actually had the test.

I smiled up at the teacher as she passed me my test and I grinned when I saw the "A" mark at the top of my test.

I was busy basking in the joy of my own result when I heard Ryder groan beside me. I looked over at his test and saw that he had a "D" on his test. I frowned instantly.

"Are you ok Ryder?" I asked.

"Did you see my grade?" he asked instead. "How do you think I am?" he asked glumly.

"What's the problem? Maybe I can help you." I suggested.

"I don't need any help." he said quickly, gathering his things and quickly leaving the classroom.

I was going to get this secret out of Ryder if it's the last thing I do.

I didn't see Ryder until the next day when I cornered him in a classroom. I stood near the door while he was on the other side of the room.

"I know there is something you're not telling me. I could tell just by how quickly you left after I asked yesterday." I told him.

"What are you on about Kitty? It was just a coincidence." He told me.

I sighed. "I might look like just a dumb cheerleader but I'm not. I'm actually kind of smart. You would have seen that if you'd stuck around yesterday. I can help you with your work if you only tell me what the problem is."

"Kitty, I don't want to talk about it. It's not something I'm proud of." he told me.

I walked over to him and put my hands on his arms. "Ryder, I'm here for you if you ever need to talk. I'm your friend." I told him, before making my way back over to the door. If he wasn't going to talk to me himself, I wasn't going to push it, he'd come to me sooner or later.

"Kitty, wait." He said suddenly as I got to the door. I smirked and turned to face him. "Can you keep a secret?" he asked and I instantly knew that this, whatever it was, was serious. I walked over to him again.

"I can keep a secret." I told him honestly.

He looked at the floor and rubbed the back of his neck as if he was scared to tell me and was nervous of my reaction.

Ryder's POV

I looked up at her and into her dark green eyes. For some reason, I don't know why, I felt like I had a connection with her. I felt like I could be honest with her and I wouldn't be judged.

"I have dyslexia." I told her in a rush.

"Ok." She said simply, like it was no big deal. "That's not a problem. We can deal with that and I can help you with that." She told me. For some reason, I felt so much respect for her as soon as said that. She wasn't finished. "I don't know if you saw, but I got a good grade on that test and that wasn't a fluke. I can give you tips and tricks when it comes to studying and it can make things easier for you. Have you told any teachers or anything so you can get some help?" she asked. I shook my head wordlessly. "That is the first step you need to make. No one can help if they don't know you have a problem. Do you think you can do this?" she asked me.

I looked down at the floor again. "Will you come with me?" I asked. I felt too nervous to do it on my own.

"Of course I will but you don't want Marley to come with you instead?" she asked.

I looked up at her. "I'd much rather it if you came with me. Is that ok?" I asked her, unknowingly holding my breath in anticipation of her answer.

She took my hand. "Come on then." She told me and she started to drag me out of the room.

Marley's POV

I looked around at the lunch room after paying for my lunch. Where was Ryder? Where was Kitty? That is just fantastic.

I looked around the lunch room multiple times before my eyes fell on Blaine, Sam and Matthew sitting together at a table. We might be in Glee club together but I'd never spoken to any of them before. It didn't look like I was going to have anyone else to sit with though. It would have to do, I quickly realised.

I walked over to them slowly, silently wishing that either Ryder or Kitty would walk through the door.

I got to their table and I stood there, holding my tray in front of my body.

Blaine was the first one to look up at me. He smiled warmly. "Hi Marley. Is everything ok?" he asked pleasantly.

"Ryder and Kitty aren't around." I said dumbly.

"Sit down with us then." Sam said instantly, Blaine and Matthew also nodding. He even got up out of his chair and pulled a chair out for me.

"Thank you Sam." I said to him happily and sat down in the chair.

"Tell us about yourself Marley." Blaine asked. "What is it like living with Rachel? Is she as much of a slave driver at home as she in the choir room?" he asked.

"If you mean is she as determined, then yes." I replied sharply. I really didn't want to get into another argument about Rachel.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't think there is anything wrong with the way Rachel was. I can be the same way. I just wondered if the attitude she had here is as strong in her own home." He said quickly.

I smiled apologetically and nodded. "She's always trying to better herself. If she's not in the music store adding new music to her repertoire, she'll be practicing either dancing or singing in her room. She doesn't stop from the moment she gets up to the moment she lays down. And as you know, she's got a strict diet and that is just another way for her to maintain control. She needs control." I told the three of them.

"Is she like that with you?" Sam asked. I frowned at him. "Always trying to make you better, I mean."

"Of course she is. She's my sister and she wants to see me happy but she doesn't force me to do anything and my routine isn't as strict as her. It might change the older I get though." I saw a look pass between the two older boys. "Hey, don't look like that. It's not all bad. You even said yourself Blaine that there isn't anything wrong with having a new Rachel in the group." I scolded.

They opted to keep their mouths shut.

"I'm sorry but who is Rachel again? Everyone talks about her." Matthew asked nervously.

"She's my sister who graduated last year. She was the star of New Directions." I told him.

"She is also very determined." Sam put in.

"She went to NYADA, a school that is famous for breeding Broadway stars which is her dream. I'm planning to go too when I graduate. We also made out once before I realised I was gay and started going out with her best friend." Blaine mentioned.

I almost spat out my drink. "Wait, what?" I asked in shock, coughing, as the water I was drinking went down the wrong way.

"At Rachel's basement party in her sophomore year. We were playing spin the bottle and we were all kind of drunk. I was confused about my sexuality and she'd just had a fight with Finn so when it landed on us, neither of us thought twice." Blaine said casually, as if he hadn't just dropped a bomb on me.

"Oh yeah, tell me all casually cos it's no big deal." I muttered and continued to drink my bottled water.

"Who is Finn? Is that a boyfriend?" Matthew asked, changing the subject.

"He was her fiancé. They broke up when she graduated. They were supposed to get married but he took her to the train station instead and sent her to New York. He broke up with her and then about a week later, he enrolled in the army and left Lima too." Sam informed his new friend.

Matthew sat there with his mouth hanging open. "That must have been horrible for her." He commented.

"She's finding a way to deal with it." I told them.

A look was passed again between the two boys. "Is that so?" Blaine asked.

I rolled my eyes. "I'm not going to gossip with you about my sister but yes, as each day passes, she finds it easier to get used to the idea of living without Finn. He might be in the army but he's tried to contact Ryder and I know for a fact that he's spoken to Kurt so it's not impossible. The fact that he's not tried to talk to Rachel was really upsetting to her to begin with but now, not so much."

"So, she won't get with him even if he did ask her out again?" Sam asked.

"I don't think so." I said simply.

Jake's POV

"Little bro, how is Glee going?" Puck asked later that night. We'd been talking for about half an hour and now the topic had changed to Glee.

I hesitated at this question. "Ummm…" I stuttered.

"J?" he asked, concerned. "You've not been kicked out right? I don't know how you would have been, Mr. Schue never kicks anyone out." Puck had gone off onto a tangent.

"Puck, I've not been kicked out." I told him quickly.

"So what's the problem?" He asked.

"It's nothing." I told him instead.

"It's not nothing. You won't even answer the question."

"I just did." I pointed out.

"Jake Puckerman, answer the damn question." Puck ordered.

"I'm scared to sing on my own." I told him in a rush.

"I thought you already had."

"That was with Marley wasn't it. It's fine when I'm with her but Mr. Schue wants us all to sing a solo and I don't want to sing on my own." I told him.

"Why not?" he asked.

"Imworriedimnotgoodenough." I said in a rush, barely audible.

"What?" Puck asked confused.

I sighed. "I'm worried I'm not good enough." I told him finally.

He was silent at the other end of the phone for a few moments. "Jake, are you serious man?" he asked. He didn't need to see me to know I was nodding. "You wouldn't have got in if you weren't good enough." Puck said simply.

"I'm not meant to be in there." I told him.

"Jake, stop bro. You are meant to be in there. You wouldn't be in there if Mr. Schue didn't think you were supposed to be in there." He told me.

"Leave it out Puck. Look, I have to go. Ma is back home and she looks like she needs help."

Puck's POV

"Wait, Jake, talk to me." I said, but it was too late. He'd already put the phone down.

It wasn't like Jake to be so self-conscious about anything. But then again, he'd never been passionate about singing before.

I hated the fact that I was so far away. I can't help him from L.A.

Another chapter over. The ending is a bit rushed, I do appreciate that but it's a tiny little insight into what the next chapter is going to be and the whole chapter is kind of a filler chapter so it can lead into the bigger stuff. I hope you enjoyed it.

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