Attitude Adjustment - Chapter 5

Summary: After months of dating, Blaine abruptly breaks up with Kurt and Kurt thinks that an attitude change is needed. Little did everyone know that the sudden change in Kurt's personality and appearance can also be their new worst nightmare. Badboy!Blaine SluttyPopular!Kurt

Disclaimer: I don't own glee or anyone associated with the show.

Warnings: Even though the first few chapters would be rated T, I'm putting it on the M category because it will get smutty in the future chapters. There will also be a lot of swearing, promiscuity and a bitchy Kurt.

A/N: Thanks for the reviews, follows and favourites! :D

Before the four knew it, it was already Monday morning. The girls had gone home around eight o'clock the night prior, giving them enough time to discuss their attack. They had decided that Quinn, who was basically bringing them to school, would first pick up Santana, then Brittany, and finally Kurt, who insisted that he was last, with the reason: "I won't be ready yet! I need to do my morning moisturising routine after a shower, then I need to eat a small amount of breakfast and finally, my clothes! I need to look F-A-B-U-L-O-U-S!"

After a hesitant debate whether he should be the last stop, they all agreed with Santana offering him help with his outfit choice. Kurt originally declined her offer but she kept pushing and didn't take no for an answer. Kurt wasn't surprised though. It was just Santana being her typical self.

Now Kurt was sat in his bathrobe, eating his red apple silently while waiting for the girls and avoiding Finn's eyes. He knew that the taller boy was suspicious with what had been happening between him and the three Cheerios. Of course Finn hadn't said anything directly to him about it, but Kurt could literally see the suspicion and confusion etched on the quarterback's face, every time he was caught interacting with the three.

"Why are you only in your bathrobe, honey? Are you not going to school today?" Carole asked, concerned that the diva may be sick or something. Usually teens his age hated it when their parents were concerned and overprotective of them, but Kurt actually loved it. Growing up without a mother, he had never experienced much motherly love. With Carole as his step-mother now, he was happy that there would finally be a motherly figure with him. She was not like his biological mother, but Kurt definitely appreciated Carole.

"No, I'm fine, Carole. Just waiting for Santana, Quinn and Brittany to get here. They're helping me with my outfit today." Kurt answered with a small smile, trying to assure Carole and his father that he was fine.

"You sure, kiddo? I can ring up the school if you want?" Burt gruffly questioned, looking at Kurt with worried eyes.

"Yes, dad. I'm honestly fine!" Kurt laughed softly at Carole and his father's concern for nothing in particular. Hearing a gentle knock on the door followed by muffled chatter, he stood up from his seat, grabbing the remains of the apple he had eaten, and threw it in the bin beside his dad. "That's them. We'll be in my room if you need us!"

His dad and Carole just nodded while Finn's eyes narrowed dangerously, once he saw the girls enter the house, giving Kurt a quick hug before rushing down to his room. He didn't trust them at all. There was something off about their friendship, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He just shook his head and told himself that he was worrying too much, but deep down, he knew that their friendship wouldn't result in good circumstances, regarding theirselves and the people surrounding them.

Kurt and the girls entered his room, laughing and talking about what to expect during the day. Once the girls had settled, Kurt was able to take in what they were wearing. Surprisingly, they told him that the matching turquoise clothing was a complete coincidence. Another supposed coincidence was the fact that the three girls wore shoes that were almost a complete contrast to their clothes.

Quinn was wearing a turquoise tank top with white leggings and a white blazer that was folded up so that it rested just under her elbow. She wore pale yellow high heeled boots that stood out more than her own clothes. Her blonde hair was in a bun, making her look sophisticated with a side of playfulness, which reflected her own personality.

Santana donned a black graphic t-shirt with the text 'Don't Mess With Me', which was tucked into a turquoise skirt that ended just above the mid-thigh. Instead of choosing a pair of heels like Quinn, the Latina opted for her red low-top converse instead, which showed off her long, tanned legs. Her newly-highlighted dark brown hair -which was coloured the night before- was curled and rested on both shoulders.

Brittany, on the other hand, chose the playful and youthful look. She wore a turquoise off-shoulder halter top with black short shorts that highlighted her pale and thin legs. She also wore turquoise knee high socks with her pink vans while her beautiful blonde locks were up in pigtails.

All the girls wore very light make-up, making their faces look more natural. While they would usually be stereotyped as someone who wore an abnormal amount of make-up due to their social status, their aim was to blast the stereotype and create an impression to the student body, that they would still be able to look better than them even without all the layers of make-up on their faces. No, it wasn't their arrogance talking. They were just confident with the way they looked.

"Have you decided what to wear yet?" Santana asked, not even bothering to look up as she was too busy studying her freshly-manicured nails. "Better yet, scrap your outfit choice and let me choose for you!"

"I don't mind. Go ahead!" Kurt paused and saw Santana hold up a pair of skimpy shorts that would most likely give him a reputation as a slut if he chose to wear them. He decided that he may wear them to school one day, but that was for later on in the school year. "No, Santana! I'm not wearing that. I've got a pair of turquoise skinny jeans back there. I'll wear that instead. Those shorts would be for another time."

"Whatever!" Santana grumbled and rolled her eyes. She was hoping that Kurt wore something incredibly flirtatious and suggestive for once, just to see which boys he would attract. Now that would be entertaining. After a few minutes of searching for the skinny jeans, she finally found it and selected a tight fitting white sweater to go with the jeans. Kurt quickly took the clothes from Santana's hands, grabbed his underwear from his drawer and rushed to the bathroom to wear them. He had already finished his usual routine prior to eating his breakfast, leaving him with just the choice of clothes to worry about. And the word 'worry' was something that Kurt took into consideration a lot.

Emerging silently from the bathroom after ten minutes, he spotted the girls looking through his wardrobe and occasionally holding up a piece of clothing and gushing about how great it looked. He smiled uneasily, not used to the praises and compliments. The fashionista snuck behind the girls and let out a squeal, catching the cheerleaders off-guard and letting out their own loud scream.

"Kurt! Do that again and I will fucking shove my own fist down your mouth, just to shut you up!" Quinn shouted, her hand on her heart as she and the other two let out small pants. "Seriously, I could've had a heart attack right there and then! I would've haunted you until you got what you deserve."

Kurt didn't even listen to Quinn as he was too busy roaring with laughter. "Sorry, you have to admit though; that was hilarious! You should've seen your faces. Ha, you looked so scared!"

Once they've calmed down, they took the opportunity to look at Kurt's ensemble and was immediately mesmerised due to how good Kurt looked. His skinny jeans were so skinny, it looked more like leggings than jeans. Heck, it looked like the jeans were just painted on his legs. That was how sinfully tight it was. His sweater not only covered his upper body, it also happened to make him seem so slim and curvy. Plus, it made his butt look extra big and squeezable; perfect for seducing the guys at McKinley!

His face looked as smooth as usual, but the girls could see the moisturiser on his face as his face shined rather brightly under the light. Although the application of mascara was barely noticeable, they could still see the subtle make-up. It wasn't that hard to notice though, due to the fact that Kurt's eyelashes were naturally a light brown -and only the people he was close to would know this bit of information- but instead they were a dark black. Other than the mascara and moisturiser, Kurt didn't seem to look any different than when he didn't wear any make-up, or any type of product, whatsoever, reminding the girls of the term 'natural beauty'.

The girls continued to gawk at Kurt, whose laughter had died down and looked uncomfortable under the stares of his fellow friends. Santana suddenly let out a loud whistle and walked up to Kurt, slapping his ass and smirking once she saw Kurt's raised eyebrow. "You look HOT!"

"Thanks, I try." Kurt winked at the girls, who agreed that they would've swooned if Kurt was straight. "Now come on, we're gonna be late and we have a school to surprise!"

With that, Kurt rushed and quickly wore his spotty socks before grabbing orange Doc Martens from the rack of shoes beside his door. He then took his bag from his computer chair and ushered the girls out of his room, locking the door once they were all out of his room. Even though Kurt wasn't exactly the paranoid type of person, he had learnt from first-hand experiences, that allowing Finn to enter his room without him there would end in nothing but disaster. The last time that had happened, the taller boy ended up breaking a precious vase that costed more than his expensive Apple laptop and iPhone altogether.

The newly-formed clique ran up the stairs and headed straight to the kitchen, where the Hummel-Hudson family were still eating their breakfast. Kurt grabbed his house keys from the counter, along with the money that his dad had given him for his lunch. Trying to brush Finn's stare while he readied for school, he gave Carole and Burt a quick kiss on the cheek before muttering a quick goodbye and an 'I'll see you in school' to Finn, and strolling out of the house with the girls following him.

"Come on, bitches! Time to surprise the school!" Santana shouted, once they all entered Quinn's shiny, red Ferrari. They were practically bouncing with excitement -with a mixture of nervousness and worry, but they paid no attention to it. After all, their plan was foolproof.

"Remember, you guys. Once we get in, keep your head held high, pay no attention to anyone at all, and go straight to Kurt's locker." Quinn stressed as soon as they arrived at the McKinley car park. "Wait, why do we need to go to your locker first? Haven't you got what you need for class?"

Kurt scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Please. I've got everything I need for class. I just need to retouch my hair with some hairspray before we go. Immaculate hair doesn't come naturally, Quinn. Besides, have we even got the same lesson first period?"

"I've got History with Mr Brown." Santana answered whilst chewing her gum. Brittany, who was sitting beside her, nodded with a big smile on her face and let out a small noise of agreement.

"Well, I've got Mathematics with Ms Sawyer. Quinn?" Kurt said, looking at Quinn who just shrugged and nodded.

"Yeah, I've got her too. It's a good thing she's nice and I like Maths, otherwise I wouldn't even attend the lesson." Quinn replied.

Kurt, Santana and Brittany just snickered at Quinn's revelation. Although many people would assume that Quinn wasn't big on academic subjects, she, in fact, excelled greatly. She had managed to maintain her A grades all throughout the previous year, only descending down to a B once.

"Are we just gonna sit here all day? Because sitting here is making me really tired. Lord Tubbington kept me up all night with his stories about smoking weed." Brittany stuck her lower lip out and sniffed loudly.

"She's right. Come on, guys. It's time to get this show on the road." Santana announced as she got off Quinn's car, sneering at the students who stared at her. She truthfully hated about 95% of the student body at McKinley.

The feisty Latina waited for the other three to get out of the car, before walking to the front door of the school and waiting once again. Once the three had caught up with her, she placed her hands on the door and looked at her friends.

"Let the fun begin!" She grinned devilishly, opening the door that separated them from the rest of the school with one big push, and casually strutting inside with her fellow bitches. All eyes were on the foursome, who had decided to put their Ray Bans on, and whispers began to come out of everyone's mouth as they watched them begin their conquer as head bitches of McKinley. They were unstoppable.

A/N: Yes, fifth chapter is finally complete! Haha, how was the chapter? ;)

Sorry for any mistakes and grammatical errors. They are all my doing.

Reviews are very much appreciated, they motivate me.

One quick question though: what do you call it when people dress like the opposite sex? I will be adding that to the warnings so if anyone feels uncomfortable with the change, feel free to stop reading this story.