Rated T for offensive language, mild sex themes, scattered violence, and drama.

I'll post author's notes at the end of every chapter.

*Alyssa is somewhat inspired by Marissa from the Glee Project.*

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Negotiations

"Ah, Will. I'm glad you actually showed," Sue said, wearing her usual tracksuit and a beaded necklace. "Last time you promised a date at Breadstix you stood me up."

"Yeah, well, I'm not in the mood to have you yell at me in my apartment again," Will said, wearing a long-sleeved white shirt and a black pair of pants. He sat down opposite Sue. "I think it's a good thing that Riley and Tristan have quit Glee Club. I just didn't see the passion in them that I see in Quinn, Santana, and Brittany. Has Alyssa said anything to you?"

"Who?" Sue said, taking a sip from her drink.

Will scoffed. "The girl from my Glee Club who you want to be on your Cheerios."

"No, she hasn't said anything to me," Sue explained. "She cowers in fear every time she sees me. But I have a feeling she's gonna accept my offer. I mean, who would choose Glee Club over the Cheerios?"

Will looked enraged. "You're still gonna let her do both, aren't you?"

"Of course, Will, but once she's a Cheerio she's gonna decide she's too cool to stay in your little club," Sue pointed out. "Wouldn't you, if you were her?"

"I got it," Will said, coming to a conclusion. "I've finally figured it out. I know why you want Alyssa on the Cheerios."

"Amuse me," Sue challenged him.

"Because Riley and Tristan have quit Glee, you don't have eyes on the inside," Will told her. "And you want to make sure it's not like that."

"Wow, Will, you're even thicker than I thought," Sue said in amazement. "Must be all that product in your hair; it's not allowing your brain cells to function right. That's not at all why I want this girl on my squad. I've already told you why I'm giving her this offer she can't refuse. I see star potential in her."

"Listen," Will said quietly. "You and I both know that's not why you're doing this. After her audition, she told me she didn't want to perform again for a while. She's painfully shy, and you're trying to set her up for destruction. Her or me: I can't tell which."

"Stop being so paranoid, Will."

"I don't trust you, Sue. I'm going to tell Alyssa not to join the Cheerios."

"Will, Will, Will, I promised you that if Alana joins my Cheerios I would let her stay in Glee Club. We already negotiated. You wanna go back on the negotiation? You're the only one who sounds untrustworthy here."

Will groaned and rolled his eyes. "Fine, I won't tell her not to do Cheerios."

"Do you trust me now?" Sue asked.

"Not a hundred percent," Will said honestly.

"Okay, let's go," Sue said, standing up from the booth.

"Wait, what? We haven't even ordered food yet," Will said in confusion.

"What does it matter? The food sucks here anyway," Sue pointed out. "It's time to ditch this joint, and move on to more important matters."

Will became uncomfortable. "What 'more important matters' are you referring to?"

"This is a date, isn't it, William?" Sue reminded him. "Shouldn't we be doing something a little bit more romantic?"

Will scoffed. "Look, Sue. I did what you asked me. You asked me to come here, and I did. That's all I agreed to." He stood up and started off. "I'm going back to my apartment."

"Last one there's a rotten egg," Sue said, walking faster than him towards the door.

"No, Sue!" Will snapped, following her into the parking lot. "You are sick."

"Look, Will," said Sue, crossing her arms. "I know you've got some kind of weird fetish for stale bread that looks like something else. But you don't have to be sad we're not gonna chill here. We're gonna chill at your place, where I will introduce you to a few of my fetishes."

"What?" Will said, making a face. "What are you talking - oh! No! Not gonna happen."

"You want me to let that creepy girl stay in Glee Club if she becomes a Cheerio?" Sue said. "Then you better accept."

"Take Alyssa," Will said, lifting his hands in a surrendering gesture. "I don't care anymore. I don't need a kid who thinks being a Cheerio is better than being in Glee Club. But I am not going to do anything with you." He started toward his car.

"Wait," Sue stopped him. "I'm glad you made that decision. I don't actually want to sleep in your bed. I can't help but feel like you've got some kind of bathroom facility on your pillow for your butt-chin. But I won't break my promise. Alyssa can stay in Glee Club. All I want you to do is kiss me."

"On the lips?"

"On the lips."

"Sue, the last time you asked me to do that, you changed your mind."

"I won't change my mind this time," Sue assured him. Will felt like he was going to fall into a trap. One kid out of Glee Club wasn't so much of a loss. But for some reason he wanted Alyssa to stay. He, like Sue Sylvester claimed, saw potential in her, and wanted to bring her out of her shell. Will wouldn't sleep with Sue, but he would kiss her if it meant keeping Alyssa.

"Fine," he said unhappily, and before Sue could change her mind, he kissed her lips. It wasn't fun for Will, but it was for Sue. However, when they stopped, she wiped her lips.

"That was freaking disgusting," she said, playing it cool.

Will shook his head. "I don't know what to tell you, Sue." He went to his car.

"I'm gonna need to wash my mouth out with detergent now!" Sue called after him as she went over to her own car.

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"Kurt, I need you," Tina said, approaching him at his locker.

"Hmm, sounds urgent," he replied.

"It is," Tina insisted. "Alyssa talked to Sue Sylvester. She told her she's almost a hundred percent sure she's gonna join the Cheerios. There's only one thing that can be done to make her change her mind, and that's making her feel good enough about herself so that she doesn't need to become a cheerleader."

"How am I going to do that?" Kurt wanted to know.

"Give her a new look. You're great at that," Tina pleaded.

Kurt's eyes widened. "How will I know where to begin? Alyssa's style of dress is very butch. If you saw she and I walking down the hall together, you could swear she was my boyfriend. If I'm going to make her pretty, then I'm gonna need, like, ten people to help me."

"I don't know if I can help. I'm not a genius like you are," Tina pointed out.

Kurt smiled. "You flatter me."

"So you'll do it, right?" Tina asked hopefully.

"Why not? I like a good challenge," Kurt replied, and he placed a hand on Tina's shoulder. "I might be able to give you a new look too, if you'd like."

"I like the way I look," Tina said, making a face.

"I love the way you look," he agreed. "But Homecoming's only a few weeks away, and has Mike asked you yet?"

"No. I guess he just assumes I know we're going together," she decided.

"Just come to Studio Hummel for a few hours, and Mike will ask you on bended knee repeatedly, just to make absolutely certain he's already proposed ten times."

Tina smiled. "You're awesome, Kurt." She gave him a hug that he returned. Alyssa passed by. "Oh, there she is. Ugh. She's wearing an oversized gray sweatshirt."

Kurt observed her. "You're gonna have to wish me luck. I'll need it."

"Alyssa," Tina called to her friend. Alyssa closed her locker and looked up. When she saw Kurt, her pale face turned bright red. She gulped and came over, nervously tugging on her ponytail. She smiled at Tina, and tried to pretend that Kurt wasn't right there.

"Hi," she said quietly.

"Kurt wants to give you a new look," Tina informed her.

"He does?" Alyssa said shyly, then looking at him. She became even redder.

"Yeah," Kurt said with a friendly smile. "We can go to the mall this afternoon. I'll be able to help you pick out some new outfits. I have a sixth sense when it comes to helping people choose clothes. I just know if something will work or not. You're in good hands."

"You really want to go shopping with me?" Alyssa asked, her eyelashes fluttering.

"Yes," Kurt chuckled. "Why wouldn't I?"

"Oh, no reason." Alyssa waved the question away. "Forget I asked."

Kurt looked at Tina to help make the situation less awkward, so Tina said, "I'll go with you guys. The bell just rang."

"Hold on a sec," Kurt said, taking his phone out of his pocket. "I'm gonna text Blaine real quick, and let him know that I won't be able to meet him at Starbucks. I have lunch with him every day after school. I don't want him to get there and be waiting for me."

After he sent the text message, they went to the senior parking lot and got into Kurt's car. Tina sat in the front beside him, and Alyssa sat in the back. She called her mom and told her that she was going to the mall with some friends from Glee Club. They arrived at the mall, and went right away to Forever 21. Kurt practically glided through the aisles. He took a bunch of different garments off the racks and hastily tossed them at Tina to collect. He was choosing every feminine outfit he could find. Before they'd started, he'd asked Alyssa to approach him.

He'd wanted to observe her so that he could decide what colors and shapes would look best on her. Once he found about seventeen items, he sent her to a fitting room, and took the items from Tina one at a time, throwing each over the door for Alyssa to try on.

"We should buy this. How much is the shirt and the skirt?" he asked when he finally found a match he liked.

"Together they're a hundred and forty dollars," Tina said, remembering what she'd read on the tags seven minutes prior. Then she looked at her wallet. Only fifty dollars. Kurt only had seventy-two. "How much do you have, Alyssa?" Tina asked.

"I only have two dollars," Alyssa said embarrassedly. "I don't carry a lot of money."

"Well, that's just great," Kurt said in irritation. "If we don't even have enough to afford one shirt and a skirt, how are we going to buy all these other outfits I've picked out for you?"

"I do happen to possess a card for GAP," Alyssa said. Kurt nodded.

"Good. Tina, let's start putting these outfits back where we found them. We're gonna head over to GAP." So that's what they did. They placed the various pieces of apparel back in their original spots, and then crossed the mall over to the other store.

"I still think you should buy something a little flirty," Kurt told Alyssa.

"Um… Kurt," Tina said in a nervous tone of voice.

"Yeah?" he replied.

"Isn't that Blaine?" Tina asked, and Kurt looked in the direction of where she was pointing. Yeah, it was Blaine. He was standing at the counter, talking to a familiar man in his middle twenties with a mop of curly blond hair on top of his head - a man Kurt despised very much: Jeremiah. What was Jeremiah doing working at GAP? He'd lost his job months ago!

Tina touched Kurt's arm. "Maybe we should go…"

"No," Kurt said firmly; the adrenaline kicked in. He started over to the counter.

"Hey Blaine, funny seeing you here." He wore a sarcastic smile on his face.

"Oh my gosh, Kurt!" Blaine gasped. "I didn't know you'd be shopping."

"So you didn't get my text?" Kurt asked in surprise.

"No, my phone powered down. It's charging as we speak," Blaine explained. "I just came here to congratulate Jeremiah on getting his job back. His old boss got fired, and the new one decided to hire him."

Jeremiah said, "'This that annoying friend of yours I met in February, Blaine?"

Kurt's eyes widened. "I'm his boyfriend. I'm dating him."

"So you're not single, Blaine?" Jeremiah said, sounding a little angry.

"You didn't tell him you had a boyfriend?" Kurt asked Blaine in disgust.

"I had no idea Jeremiah was interested," Blaine assured him. "I didn't come here to flirt with him. Like I said, I only came to congratulate him and wish him luck in his life."

"Uh huh," said Kurt, glaring at Jeremiah, who only glared back at him. "I don't know why he's so disappointed then. After all, wasn't he the one that rejected you when he lost his job in the first place?"

"I thought you finally turned eighteen," Jeremiah said quietly to Blaine.

"Not yet," Blaine said uncomfortably. "I apologize, Jeremiah, if I made you think I was interested in dating you. I'm sorry I led you on. I only came to wish you the best. I've gotta go now. I need to talk to my boyfriend."

"You're damn right you do," Kurt said when Blaine took his arm, and they walked off.

Tina and Alyssa just stood a few feet away, staring at them. "What are you doing here, Kurt?" Blaine wanted to know.

"I'm helping a girl shop," Kurt replied. "I sent you a text letting you know that I wasn't gonna be at Starbucks. You obviously didn't care enough tell me you weren't going to show up either. I didn't think I would find you here, flirting with some other guy."

"I already told you, Kurt, I only came here to help him," Blaine promised. "Jeremiah's been asking advice for the past few weeks, and now that he's finally achieved his goal, I want to give him emotional support. I'm trying to be a friend to him. Just because he's gay and I'm gay doesn't mean that we're seeing each other. I can have other gay friends."

"You didn't tell him you had a boyfriend," Kurt said quietly, his eyes tearing up.

"I didn't think he would care," Blaine said, placing a hand on his boyfriend's shoulder. "Hey, don't worry about me. I would never cheat on you. I love you… so much."

"You said you loved him in February," Kurt reminded him, sniffling.

"I didn't know what love was back then," Blaine chuckled. "Not until you stole my heart. I would never do anything to hurt you. Don't you believe me?" Kurt looked down, and Blaine hugged him. "If only you could look inside of me, and see how much I love you."

Kurt then wiped a tear away and smiled. "I believe you. I'm sorry I doubted you."

"Hate to intrude, but you guys are okay, right?" Tina wanted to make sure. She and Alyssa had come up to them.

"Yeah, we're okay," Blaine said, rubbing Kurt's shoulder with his hand. "Hi."

"Hi," Alyssa said, staring at him a bit too long. Blaine thought it was a little awkward, but he smiled politely anyway.

"Alyssa's chosen a few outfits, Kurt," said Tina. "She's going to the fitting room to try them on. You gonna come and check them out?"

"Yeah, I'll be right there," Kurt said, and Alyssa and Tina started off.

Blaine chuckled and gave his boyfriend another hug. "I love you so much. I could say it fifty times, and I still wouldn't feel satisfied. You complete me."

"You complete me," Kurt said, touching him tenderly.

"You're my hero, Kurt."

Kurt sighed in admiration. "I want us to spend more time together."

"How about tonight?" Blaine asked eagerly.

"I don't think tonight will work, unfortunately," Kurt said, rolling his eyes. "Tina wants me to give Alyssa a makeover."

"Well, you guys have fun. I'll see you tomorrow." He gave him one more hug, and then left the store. Kurt felt Jeremiah's eyes on him, so he turned and the two of them had a brief glaring contest. Tina and Alyssa went to Jeremiah when they bought the clothes, and then they and Kurt headed back to his car. He drove back to his house, where he would make Alyssa up.

Alyssa sat in the chair in front of Kurt's makeup mirror. He held her face as he applied foundation to it. Then he began with her eye shadow. He knew which colors to use, since she was obviously a winter. She was currently wearing a cute, clingy outfit she'd bought from GAP. Tina just sat on a nearby counter, watching as Kurt worked his magic. The door opened, and in came Kurt's dad Burt with a bag of groceries.

"Hey, Kurt, how are you doing?" he asked, and then he saw Tina and Alyssa.

"Fine. Just giving someone a makeover," his son replied.

"Her name's Alyssa," Tina introduced her.

"Hi," Burt said politely.

"Hi," Alyssa replied with a brief smile.

Kurt held Alyssa's face firmly. "Keep still. I need to make this perfect."

"Well, I'll see you soon, Kurt," his dad said, starting away. "Finn will be here soon. He's hanging out with his girlfriend Rachel."

"Better him than me," Kurt muttered, and Tina chuckled.

"I thought you liked Rachel," Burt said, having overheard.

"I'm starting to like her, I guess," Kurt decided. "A lot more than I used to."

"Alright, well, I'll see you," Burt said, and he left the room.

Alyssa was sitting there with her eyes closed. She looked like she was savoring every moment she had in this chair. Kurt went on to the liner, mascara, and lipstick.

Tina left after her parents called her and told her they wanted her home. Kurt smiled with satisfaction once he'd finished making Alyssa over. She was prettier than he thought she could look, reinforcing the point that he was practically a professional at his.

"Voila, look at you," he told Alyssa, and she opened her eyes. She looked into the mirror and gasped happily. She looked amazed.

"Thank you so much, Kurt. You really are good at this," she swooned.

"I told you that you were in good hands," Kurt chuckled, standing behind her and observing his masterpiece's reflection.

After another moment, Alyssa sighed. "Kurt, there's something I have to tell you… I really like you." Kurt opened his mouth to speak, but instead let it just hang open slightly. He wanted to tell her the truth, but wasn't quite sure how to break it gently. He was surprised she didn't already know. Alyssa laughed. "No, don't worry. I know you're gay."

Kurt let out the breath he'd been holding, and chuckled. "That's a relief."

"And I know you're taken. You and your boyfriend are both stunningly gorgeous. You're very lucky to have each other."

"Yes we are. Thank you," Kurt said, tensing after she called his boyfriend gorgeous.

"Can I tell you something else?" Alyssa asked, and Kurt nodded. "I've wanted to be in Glee Club since my freshman year. You guys were sophomores, and I saw you perform the Push It number in the gym. It looked like so much fun - and you were really hot, by the way. I'll always remember how sexy you were. And I would see you all the time. I saw you and the other people from Glee around campus, and I wanted to join so badly. I wanted to join when I was a sophomore too. Last year. I was so afraid. I'm terrified of standing out, Kurt. And I'm still afraid, but I finally got up there and auditioned this year, so I'm obviously making some progress. Especially because I just told you how I feel about you."

"May I be blunt, Alyssa?" Kurt asked, and Alyssa looked nervous. "The reason you didn't join Glee Club the last two years is the same reason you developed a crush on me. You didn't join Glee because you were afraid of rejection. And that's why you like me. You know that because I'm gay, you can like me and I'll never reject you. You know you don't have a chance with me, so your heart is in no danger of breaking. It's safe. You should try to go for someone straight. You never know. You may be shy, but you actually look halfway presentable now that I've prettied you up."

Hope flickered in Alyssa's eyes. "Really?"

"Really," Kurt said with a nod. "There will be other guys, Alyssa. Trust me. I thought I would never find someone, and then Blaine came into my life. Come here." He stood up and opened his arms, gesturing for her to give him a hug. She hugged him eagerly, and held him for a long time. She wanted so badly to kiss him, but she knew that was out of the question. Kurt was the first to end the hug. "Seeya 'round, kid," he chuckled, placing a hand on her shoulder. Alyssa smiled, and left the room. She was happy that she looked prettier. She wished that Kurt was able to make her up every morning before she went to school.

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After school, Kurt went to Starbucks to meet Blaine. His beautiful boyfriend was already sitting at a table, looking up at him with a loving smile on his face. "Hello," he said, and then he stood up quickly to pull out a chair for Kurt to sit in.

"Hello. Thank you, Blaine," Kurt chuckled as he sat down.

"How was your day?" Blaine wanted to know.

"Uneventful, for the most part," Kurt explained, and as he told him what had happened, Blaine stared longingly into Kurt's eyes like he did every time they had a conversation.

"I love you so much," he said lovingly. He said it almost five times a week nowadays.

"I know that, Blaine," Kurt assured him. "I can tell. I see how much you love me. Alyssa's right. I am very lucky to have you." He regretted ever having thought of Bryce in a romantic light.

"And nothing's going on between me and Jeremiah, I swear to God, Kurt."

"I know. I trust you. I was crazy yesterday. I was possessive."

"I would have been the same way if I saw you talking to another guy."

"You're fine, Blaine," Kurt said in a tender, loving voice. He reached across the table and grabbed his boyfriend's hand. Neither of them cared who was looking. "We'll go to New York after graduation, and we'll spend the rest of our lives together."

"That sounds like a plan," Blaine breathed unevenly, and then he brought Kurt's hand toward his lips and kissed it. Kurt blushed. After they had lunch together, they held each other for a few moments, and then parted. Kurt went back home and found his father sitting on the couch, watching sports on TV. Kurt walked over to him and kissed him quickly on his head.

"Hey, Kurt," his dad greeted him. "What's up?"

"Nothing. Nothing, really. Just had lunch with Blaine."

"Okay, cool."

"Dad, remember when we had that talk about sex?"

"Uh, yeah. Why?" Burt was curious.

Kurt hated keeping secrets from his dad. "I was just curious how you would feel if I told you that I decided to act on what I learned…"

Burt sat up straight on the couch and leaned forward. "Have you been fooling around with Blaine, Kurt?"

"Yes," Kurt said, nodding. He breathed heavily. "I remember that that one time you found him sleeping in my bed months ago (when we didn't do anything, I promise), you were kind of grossed out. So I wanted to keep it a secret from you that we slept together recently, but I can't keep it inside any longer. It's like being gay. If I didn't let it out, I'd explode."

Burt sighed tiredly. "Kurt, come here," he said, gesturing for his son to come over, so he did. Burt pat the couch next to him, so Kurt sat down. His father looked him in the eyes. "I wanted you to wait. You're still just a kid, and I didn't want you to lose your innocence so soon. The only reason I didn't freak out a year and a half ago when you had that daffy girl Brittany over was because I knew nothing was gonna happen between you."

Kurt was crying, not because he was sad. He was crying because they were finally having a conversation about his sexuality where his dad wasn't somewhat uncomfortable or hesitant. It was a very open, honest conversation. "I just want you to take care of yourself. You mean a lot to me. And you should have talked to me before you took that step."

"Blaine is crazy about me," Kurt assured his father. "Today he almost started crying when he told me how much he loved me. It didn't matter that I didn't wait, because I know I did it with the right person. He wants to spend the rest of his life with me. He cares about me."

Burt smiled. "All I wanted was for you to find the right person. I just don't want you to keep secrets from me anymore. Always feel free to tell me what's on your mind."

And that was when Kurt decided to tell him, tell him the truth that he'd been so afraid of telling for what seemed like the longest time. He supposed it didn't really matter anymore since Karofsky had changed so much.

"Dad…" Kurt said, closing his eyes. He couldn't believe he was going to do this. He'd promised Dave he would never out him. "I have something to tell you… about Karofsky. Months ago, he told me he would kill me if I told anyone, right?"

"Yeah," Burt said with a frown at the thought of it, nodding. "What about it?"

"He didn't tell me not to tell anyone that he'd been bullying me," Kurt said, his heart beating very slowly. "He didn't want me to tell anyone something else…"

Burt became very concerned. "What's that s'posed to mean? Kurt, tell me."

Kurt took a very deep breath. "Karofsky terrified me because he was harassing me."

"Yeah, I know that. There's something else," Burt persisted. "I've known there was something else from first I heard of this kid. Come on. Tell me."

"He was harassing me -" He almost told Burt that Karofsky had an obsessive crush on him, and harassed him because he liked him. He stopped himself, and decided that this hadn't been such a good idea. "That's all. Don't worry about it. It's okay."

"No, it's not okay," Burt disagreed. "You better tell me, Kurt, or I'll find him and have him tell me."

"It's a secret I promised I'd keep," Kurt said, looking his dad firmly in the eye. "I don't want to out him."

"This could be serious."

"What does it matter? He's laid off of me. Well, kind of. At least he doesn't hurt me anymore. He's actually kind of friendly now. There's no use talking about the past."

"Huh," Burt said, staring hard at his son. "No. What did he do to you? I want to know every detail. Now at least I'll have something to tell that principal of yours."

"Dad, let it go!" Kurt shouted. "It's a thing of the past! It's over! Get over it!"

"No, I'm not gonna get over it," Burt said, sounding very angry. "I want to know everything that sicko did to you. Now. Tell me, or I'll ask Finn."

"Finn doesn't know either," Kurt said, shaking his head. "Dave's changed."

"If he was really changed, you wouldn't mind telling me," Burt pointed out. "Fine." He stood up from the couch and looked down at his son. "You don't have to tell me now. I know you will eventually."

Kurt sat and waited for his heartbeat to slow as his father headed over to the kitchen to make spaghetti for dinner. He couldn't believe he almost told Dave's secret. He swore he would never do that. Carole had been folding laundry. She came over to Kurt and kissed his cheek, and then she went to the kitchen to talk to her husband. Kurt had a feeling they were talking about him. He just knew they were. He had no idea what his father thought Karofsky had done, probably something worse than he really had.

Burt came back in the room and looked at Kurt, "Here's the deal. You come out and tell me what the kid did to you, or I will find him and have him tell me."

Kurt took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Then he told him.

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Author's Note: I haven't been updating this story as much as my Glee/Twilight crossover because that one is more popular, and this one is older. I've heard a lot of rumors about season three of Glee! I've heard now that it won't center around Finn, Rachel, and Kurt (which makes me a little sad, especially about Kurt) as much as season two did. Instead, a lot of the themes in season three will focus on Tina, Mike, Mercedes, and Mr. Schue and Sue, who haven't really been made a big deal of since season one, honestly. I also read that there aren't going to be as many songs in the show, and not many huge guest stars. It will focus more on all the characters. Not Sam so much; I've heard he is not going to be a regular. I got rid of the sex scene that I originally had in this chapter because when I wrote it I wasn't as experienced writing that kind of scene. I've gotten better at it, so expect to see it in future fics. I'm considering on writing a really sad fic in the future that includes a major character death, but I've never written something like that and it always makes me emotional. I'll see! Expect to see more of "Twilight It Up!" soon. Yeah, Alyssa is loosely based on Marissa from The Glee Project. She was my favorite contestant, so I wasn't thrilled that she got eliminated last week. Remember, this fic is older, and I've improved since.