After a full day hanging out with Chloe- that was the girls name- Mercedes was ready for a break. Luckily, there was no way she was in Glee Club. Chloe was talkative, energetic, and just plain crazy! She was fashionable, but not nearly as much as Kurt. She didn't hang with popular people, claiming they were 'sheep to the rules of television drama' but was above 'the poorly dressed, shy, and nerdy losers'.

Mercedes turned to go into the choir room, which didn't go unnoticed by Chloe. "Cede! Where are you going?" she asked- loudly.

Mercedes winced. "Glee. I know you're not in it, so I'll catch up with you later, k girl?" Like never. She thought privately.

Chloe looked confused. "But, Cede, you're not in Glee Club."

"Yes I am."

"No, you're not. There's, only like, one, person in Glee- the teacher."

"No, there's-"

"Fine Mrs. Technically. There's three. That goth girl-"

"Tina."

"The nerd in the wheel-chair," Chloe continued as though no one had spoken.

"Artie"

"And Berry. The biggest loser in Ohio." Chloe wrinkled her nose in disqust. "Trust me. You are not in Glee Club."

Somehow, they had ended up walking to one of the doors and leaving without going near the choir room. "Now, Cedes, you are going to come to my house. And we aren't going to walk or get a ride because-"

"Oh my lord."

"Like it?" Chloe walked over fondly to a shiny black Navigator. "Dad got it for me! Sweet huh? Get in!"

Mercedes climbed in, awkward yes, but having the strangest sense of Déjà Vu.

"What's up? You don't look to good, and you will not be hurling in my baby."

For the first time today, Mercedes laughed at something the crazy girl said. "It's nothing like that, Chloe. It's just your car reminds me of one my friend had."

Chloe cast Mercedes an odd look. "Who?"
Mercedes shook her head. "No one." She felt a sense of loss as Chloe pulled the car out of the parking lot.

"Ohh! I love this song!" Chloe exclaimed, reaching to turn up the volume on the radio. She opened her mouth and began to sing. She had a beautiful voice. It was a voice that said 'I can do whatever the hell I want'. The range was amazing. It was strong. It was a bit casual, but it was perfect. It was-

It was Kurt's voice.

"PULL OVER!" Mercedes yelled. Chloe jerked the wheel and moved the car to the side of the road.

"What? Fire? Deer? What is it Cede?" Chloe was confused, and you could practically hear her heart racing.

Kurt.

This explains so much.

The eyes, heck the entire girl was Kurt! The flawless skin, the shape of her hair… and it explained her crush on Finn. The car. The absence of Kurt.

"Cede?" Chloe asked, concerned for her friends sudden silence.

"Who. Hell. Are. You?" Mercedes growled.

"I'm your best friend! I'm the most fashionable girl at McKinley. I'm Chloe Hummel!"

"No. I'll tell you who you are. You are Kurt Hummel. You have an amazing sense in fashion. We are in Glee Club together. You have an amazing voice- best soprano I know. You were once on the football team- you taught them to dance! Kurt you are amazing! And you can stop this stupid charade!"

Chloe blinked. "You're crazy Cede-girl." She whispered.

Mercedes sighed. This was a dream. "Take me home." She said weakly.