Title: All's fair in love and-Oh screw it! He's mine!

Characters: Nearly all the people in Glee except for Blaine because I just plain don't like him. I don't hatehim but something about him gets on my nerves

Rating: T for now

Summary: The girls are in a competition for a prize, a prize so out of their reach it seems almost impossible but who says they cared for rules? Bi-sexual!Kurt

Pairings: Kurt/Rachel, Kurt/Quinn, Kurt/Mercedes, Kurt/Brittany, Kurt/Santana, Kurt/Tina and a slight hint of Finn/Kurt

Warnings! Bi-sexual!Kurt, Some swearing, ooc for everyone but then mostly all stories on here are ooc if they're not in the original plot, Slash for maybe one chapter

Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this story other than probably a few background people. Ryan Murphy owns Glee and any pop star, actor/actress, comedian, TV star or anything famous belong to themselves! Also songs belong to themselves as well!

A/N:

There were no reviews for last chapter. I only continue if there are reviews. That way I can know if people like my story.

Now for the pairing poll. And remember you can vote throughout all the chapters and if you change your mind about a pairing and decide for another just tell me and I'll take one vote from the pairing you picked and add it to the other. Also if you pick threesome or foursome or whatever I add a vote to the people in that threesome etc.

Brittany: 6

Rachel: 0

Santana: 8

Quinn: 3

Tina: 1

Mercedes: 3

Okay, I'm going to be doing a cover picture for this story and once it's finished I will put a link to my Deviant art page so you all can tell me what you think. Also drop me an email sometime at Forget_Me_Nothotmail . co .uk (Without the spaces) to tell me what you think of this story and what should happen next.

Also celebrating 10 chapters! Woohoo! Not that it's anything to be excited over but still 10 chapters is long to me :D

On with the story! :3

Santana's POV

Santana fumbled about with the keys in her hands as she locked her car up. Mr Schue had told them to be in the Glee room for a surprise project at 7:00 and it was now 7:09. She didn't usually care to be there on time, early or late, but this sounded exciting and she wasn't going to miss it just because her mother forgot to get her up. She had walked up to the door and opened meeting a surprise she would never forget.

"Mr Schue, why are you wearing a superman cape?"

Santana reeled back in disgust as she saw him wearing red underwear over his normal sandy coloured trousers. Maybe she really shouldn't have come into Glee for the surprise if this is what it is.

"Ah Santana, you're just in time. Go sit down somewhere as I am about to explain a few stuff"

Santana crinkled her nose and furrowed her eyebrows together and walked towards Brittany sitting down who was luckily enough sat behind Kurt. When she had sat down Mr Schue walked towards the white board that he writes words on and wrote the word 'imagination' on it.

"All of us from an early age have had imagination and it's naturally a big part of our lives so my suggestion is for you to express a certain part of you-"

"Mr Schue"

Mercedes had cut in to raise her hand up and interrupt him.

"Yes Mercedes?"

Mercedes looked down at her nails and didn't say anything. She didn't even bother to look up at her teacher as he looked more and more confused as the silence progressed. Mr Schue shook his head and just continued.

"So as I was saying we need to-"

Kurt raised his hand and smirked. Sighing Mr Schue looked towards Kurt.

"Yes Kurt?"

Kurt then fell silent and started flipping through his phone and fluffed his hair.

"Alright, that's it. Kurt, what did you want? You and Mercedes better have a good explanation for interrupting me explaining your next project so come on. What do you want?" Mr Schue lost his temper.

Kurt looked up acting surprised. "What? Oh nothing, we just didn't want to hear the long tedious speech about how we could broaden our imaginations that could potentially put us to sleep for the whole of the school day"

Mr Schue dropped his jaw and gaped at the small boy. Mercedes just giggled while high-fiving her friend. Everyone else laughed under their breath and waited for Mr Schue to discipline the two best friends. Mr Schue finally looked at the two and saw how they didn't mind one bit that they did that.

He sighed. "Alright, I won't take so long. Instead I'll just tell you guys what to do"

Everyone waited. "Okay, so you guys have to dress up in anything be it a bunny, a cartoon hero that inspired you from your early age or something creative. Whatever you like, just so long as it's appropriate" Mr Schue looked pointedly at Puck for this one. "Once you're dressed up you have to do a small musical performance that involves why you're dressed up like whatever you are"

They all looked confused but took the sheets of paper that explained why they were doing this project and what had to happen.

"Now listen, originally I wanted you all to be independent and work on this alone but I figured that working in a group of four would be more fun for you" After finishing the sentence Mr Schue smiled at the look of happiness on the kids' faces. He did like it when the kids were happy because it made him proud to know that he was the one who caused it.

"Mr Schue, are you saying we can pick who we want and sing a song we want to do?" Rachel asked.

"No and yes" Mr Schue answered triumphantly.

All the Glee members gave him a confused look. "What do you mean no and yes?" Rachel asked again.

"Well, yes, you do get to choose your own song"

All of them sighed with relief and smiled at each other over the freedom of singing their own song.

"But, no, you won't get to choose your partners"

Everyone went silent and Will's smile was still held in place as all of them stared in horror at him. It may be nice to see his kids smile but seeing their faces turn to horror was so much fun and was a fortunate turn of events seeing as how he had not had a laugh for a while.

Karofsky's POV

He was sat in a room that was barely lit and smelt of cheap beer and cigarette smoke. The windows were letting in a small amount of light and the old worn curtains were half drawn. The couch he was lying on was made of leather and smelt of dog sometimes. If he wasn't needing this guy's help he would of questioned him on his choice of room but opinions were aside today because all that mattered was getting better.

"David? Are you ready to talk?" A voice came to him from the doorway.

The man that had greeted him walked to his chair that was placed right next to the couch he was lying on. This man had brown greyish hair that was parted to the side, he had brown eyes that turned pale in the light and he wore a dark blue suit that looked expensive.

"You don't mind if I call you David, do you?" The man smiled and the wrinkles at the side of his eyes crinkled with the action with his cheeks stretching as well. His smile was friendly, not what Karofsky thought would happen. This man seemed a lot nicer than those therapists on TV where they were just cold and nodded along to everything.

To the question Karofsky grunted and nodded his head to answer. The man smiled once more and got out a pad with a pen before placing them on his lap.

"My name is Terry if you want to call me that or if you prefer you can call me Doc, whatever takes your fancy"

Karofsky nodded again.

"Now I would like to start by asking what brought you here in the first place" 'Terry' looked pointedly into Karofsky's eyes and asked.

"Well, I have-I mean, I don't know what to do. All I want is for someone to talk to about my problems and how I'm dealing with life but does anyone care? No" Karofsky balled his hands into fists and scrunched his eyes closed hard.

"Calm yourself" Terry said in a low murmur. "I want you to relax"

Karofsky nodded and breathed in. His breaths came out sharp and then slowed down when he finally relaxed.

"Now explain to me why you think you don't have anyone to talk to"

"I don't think. I know" Karofsky raised his voice a bit.

"Okay, okay. Remember I'm listening so you have no reason to feel like you need to be angry"

"I j-just feel. Well, my dad, he's just very reserved and he's quiet. I tried talking to him ever since mum moved away but he's" Karofsky breathed in and looked up willing himself to keep calm.

"You say your mum moved away. Was that due to family problems or maybe your mum was feeling the relationship wasn't working or?"

"No. My mum, she moved away. Just like that. She didn't even leave us any reason why. I knew she was starting to become unhappy but it only started to show, like, a few days before she moved without us knowing. I don't understand why she did that"

Karofsky leant his forehead on his palm and breathed raggedly as he tried not to let the tears that so badly wanted to come out leak. His emotions got the best of him sometimes but when it came to his family his emotions ran on their own. He didn't understand anything anymore after his mum moved away. He lacked understanding of a simple childhood after that and he never understood why every other child had to be happy and he didn't.

"Do you think your dad is quiet and reserved because of that very reason? Maybe he's feeling sensitive after being put through that. You know, David, a child's emotions can be reflected off of their parents so if your dad was feeling vulnerable at that point maybe you felt the same" Terry examined Karofsky as he started writing the notes he had made down. The boy needed someone to talk to and had someone to listen to him.

"I don't know. My dad was always quiet so after a while I just thought fuck it, you know? I mean if he's not going to bother with me why should I waste my fucking time for him?"

"David, a chance will come when your dad will want to listen to you but you've got to show that you want that chance before it comes"

Karofsky looked up and started blankly at the wall across from him. That was when Terry noticed the tears that were coming out of Karofsky's eyes and the painful looked that crossed his features.

"I think my dad hates me for being a fag" Karofsky finally said.

Terry leaned forward and wrote something else down. "What do you mean by that?"

"I told him I kissed a boy at my school and he just turned away silently saying 'go to bed David'. Who says that after your only fucking son practically confesses that he's gay to you?" Karofsky's voice grew harsh as he carried on talking and it was becoming more obvious that he had been crying with the way his voice was becoming rough and his eyes were stained red.

"This boy that you kissed; tell me about him" Terry narrowed his eyes and wrote something else down.

"He's fucking beautiful but he hates me, because I bullied him. He was always open about himself and I hated that. I hated it so much that I bullied him for it. I hated that he had such a good life where his own dad accepted him, his friends loved him for him and he could still smile even after all the crap he went through. But do you know what I hated the most? I hated the fact that I liked him for all of that"

Terry nodded. "And describe what he looks like?"

Karofsky smiled a little. "He's got the softest looking hair that's a chestnut colour. His eyes are blue when he's happy and they turn dark blue when he's angry, they also turn green when he's sad. He's always dressed in the fanciest outfits that look like he had just thrown together but they looked good on him. His face is angelic. I don't think there's any right way to describe him really"

Terry smiled. "He sounds like a nice person"

"He is but he spits venom when I'm around" Karofsky's expression turned from love sick to depressed quickly at the thought.

"Can I ask; do you think you've fallen for him?" Terry asked.

There was silence before Karofsky turned to Terry with a barely there smile and replied.

"No but I definitely think he's the one who's going to make me happy in the long run"

Terry wrote something else down, looked up and smiled a warm smile at his patient.

"That's all I need to know"

Quinn's POV

She sat down on the bench after the whole school day was through. It wearied her momentarily all throughout the day and made her lose her breath. She was not used to it after having spent most of her time being able to take breaks for the baby.

It was a wintery kind of day being that it was cold and dreary. Nothing made her happier to be honest. The cold harsh winds made her breath deeply and take it all in. No matter how cold it was she loved it and it abled her to think a little.

All this week she had been solely thinking on one person alone and her thoughts had been plagued on how to get that one person so now she just wanted to sit back and refresh her mind. It would help if he would stay out of her head though. When had this been lead into countless days swooning and falling over one guy? With Finn it was different. Sure, she felt for him in a way a good girlfriend should feel for her boyfriend. But that was it. It was just that. Your typical boy and girl romance where everything fell into place.

Maybe falling for him was what she needed to make that step in her life where she actually took control of the whole cliché theory. True, he probably wouldn't look twice at her but this made her feel somewhat happy. She would keep falling and he would keep turning his back.

Walking through towards town she came to the middle of a park where there was a stage under a small roof and a man and a woman were standing up on it smiling while loads of people were ice skating around them. They were standind next to what appeared to be a stereo where music was quietly playing out of and a microphone stand was at the front. Why people were ice skating in the late part of January she'll never know but everyone looked happy so she wasn't about to complain.

Walking onto the stage after narrowly dodging all the skating families and friends together Quinn talked to the man up there along with the woman.

"Hi, could I try singing here?" Quinn asked.

The man smiled while the woman gestured towards the microphone stand also smiling. "Of course, be our guest, young lady"

Quinn cringed in her mind at the 'young lady' name but on the outside she just stepped up to the person playing the tunes on the stereo. She asked for a specific tune to be played and then took her position at the front.

As soon as the tune started playing, Quinn danced along with it on the spot. She then started singing her part.

"First time that I saw your eyes, boy you looked right through me, mmmhmm"

"Played it cool but I knew you knew. That Cupid hit me, mmmhmm"

Quinn smiled as she sang the song that expressed how she felt.

"You got me trippin', stumbling, flippin, fumbling'. Clumsy cause I'm falling in love"

"You got me slippin, tumbling, sinkin, crumbling'. Clumsy cause I'm falling in love" Quinn closed her eyes and held the microphone close to her mouth as if telling a secret.

"So in love with you"

A group of three men who had been listening decided to sing along with Quinn.

"Can't help it, the girl can't help it." (x3)

Quinn smiled at them and sung. "Can't breathe when you touch my sleeve. Butterflies so crazy, mmmhmm"

"Whoa now, think I'm going down. Friends don't know what's with me, mmmhmm"

Quinn swayed as she breathed in smoothly thinking about Kurt.

"You got me trippin', stumbling, flippin, fumbling'. Clumsy cause I'm falling in love"

"You got me slippin, tumbling, sinkin, crumbling'. Clumsy cause I'm falling in love"

The three men joined in again and twirled Quinn around as well as she laughed. "Can't help it, the girl can't help it." (x3)

Quinn turned to the crowds of people who were ice skating and had now turned to her watching. "You know, this isn't the first time this has happened to me. This love sick thing"

"I liked serious relationships and a; a girl like me don't stay single for long.

Cause every time my boyfriend and I break up my world is crushed and I'm all alone.

The love bug crawls right back up and bites me and I'm back"

Quinn smiled at everyone as they swayed a bit and looked at their loved ones.

"Can't help it, the girl can't help it." (x3)

"Clumsy cause I'm falling in love. You got me slippin, tumbling, sinkin, crumbling'. Clumsy cause I'm falling in love"

"So in love with you,

So in love with you,

So in love with you"

Quinn smiled when the song was over and thanked everyone that applauded her. She curtsied and waved. Turning to the man and woman they complimented her as well and offered her to stay and sing again but she politely declined.

When she was off of the stage she made her way over to the bar they had there. Ordering a J2O she sat herself down and sighed wistfully. Everything was happy then.

"Quinn?"

Why did she recognize that voice? It seemed so familiar. Turning around she gasped as she saw who it was that voice belonged to.

Mr Schue's POV

Packing away his documents and paperwork Will made his way to the door of the Glee room. Teaching was the most tiring job for him and nothing made him want to go take a bubble bath more than having to explain what a symphony to Brittany was. But in the end it was worth it to see how happy he's made these kids. The kids that felt they were so much of an outcast, with the exception of Puck, Santana, Brittany, Quinn and Sam of course, that they couldn't even look at themselves without seeing the obvious poor qualities there. At least he was stopping these kids from thinking badly about themselves and making them believe in their dreams.

Opening the door he heard footsteps and turned to the noise but saw nothing. Darting his eyes back and forth did nothing as he couldn't spot a single thing there that could have caused the footsteps.

Walking forward he left to go to his car but was stopped as he was shoved roughly into a wall. Looking quickly behind him he saw nothing and started sweating fearing what was happening that he couldn't. Nothing was there if he couldn't see it but he didn't understand why he couldn't see it.

It frustrated him and what made him tick more was that he was actually petrified as to what it was. Instead of waiting around or walking slowly to his car he ran and belted out of the building faster than what was intended.

A woman was nearby and saw him running while his face was pale. She stopped him and calmed him down. "What on earth is the matter that made you run so fast?" She asked.

He looked at her and shook his head before turning back to the school seeing nothing. Turning back to her he shook his head once more trying to regain his breath as they came out in harsh pants.

"N-nothing. It really doesn't" He stopped to breath in more calmly "It doesn't matter. Thank you for your concern but I'm fine" Will smiled at the end of it and wiped his hand on his forehead. Walking to his car he looked back at the school once more when he was fully seated in the driver's seat. Nothing was there.

Pulling out of the car park he drove to his home from there and never looked back. Once he got home he laid on his bed thinking over what had happened. None of it made sense to him considering there was nothing in the school dangerous enough or brave enough to push over a teacher. Plus he had never done anything to anybody so who would want to hurt him?

Maybe he was hallucinating. Will came up with loads of reasonable explanations but somehow none of them added up. He knew why but was too afraid to admit it. There was a slight chance this would all be sorted out by morning. Until then he would keep saying to himself that it was a hallucination that all the stress is causing.

But he slept with a nervous mind at the possibility that something really dangerous could be loose in the school.

A/N: That was weird at the end wasn't it? :3 Well, you'll find out what happened in the next chapter. And you'll also find out who's going to be talking to Quinn.

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