I was supposed to have this up yesterday for my friend's birthday. She was incredibly pissed today because I forgot my USB, in which this chapter was in, at school. Sorry Mel, to make it up I will post another chapter up next week just for you. Happy Birthday Melissa! And many more (unless you are killed by our demon teacher's Satan worshiping cat)!

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Chapter 5

Kurt smiled at Johnny's story about his friends. They seemed like the type of friends you would see in an after school special. They really did care about him and he cares about them.

A week ago Kurt met Johnny and they seemed to be inseparable now. Kurt learned a lot about the red-head. His dad is a children's doctor and his mom is gone. He liked art and video games. He didn't know much about music except for classical and what his friends played. It was a mystery from where he got his hair color from. He starts hyperventilating when he drives. Many things that make him smile and think, There are people like this in McKinley and not the glee club?

Kurt also learned about things that Johnny won't talk about. Things like, when he walks in crowds he holds his torso with his left hand, he stutters when people look at him, he doesn't look into other people's eyes. He's always nervous.

Many times Johnny tried to ask Kurt about the New Directions. He always changed the topic to something else, though, when he thought Kurt looked uneasy. Johnny stopped trying to ask, he didn't want to make his new friend hate him.

This was Sue's chance. Schuester's son, the Other Gay, obviously messed things up with her Porcelain if Porcelain quit the sad excuse for a glee club. The next thing Sue needed to do was get Porcelain back on the Cheerios that way she would win Nationals this year. Nothing will get in her way.

There he was talking to some ginger kid. Sue shoved some jock out of her way and moved towards her victim.

"Porcelain."

He stood tall and turned around to meet her eyes. "Couch Sylvester," he said. The ginger made a run for it but Hummel grabbed his arm before he left.

"My minions have informed me that you are no more with Schuester's Island of Misfit Toys. Is this true?" She pushed away a kid that came to close to her. Sue Sylvester was allowed to hit or push anyone who wasn't a foot away from her; it was harassment if they were too close. It was in her contract.

Kurt relaxed his hand around Ginger's arm. "Yes, I quit the glee club about a week ago."

"Good, let's go to my office to get you your Cheerio's uniform on."

Sue turned to go to her office but Kurt stopped her. "I can't."

"Are you defying me, Porcelain? Do you want to know what happens with humans that don't do as I say?"

Kurt let go of Ginger's arm and told him to go. This time the Ginger hesitated before Coach Sylvester looked him straight in the eyes. She cocked her right eyebrow at him. Ah, there it was. Fear.

"I am not saying I can't join the Cheerio's because you are running against my father in the election." Sue forgot all about Porcelain being Chimpanzee's kid. There was no resemblance at all. She saw Kurt lean on a locker with a huge book caught tightly in between his chest and arms. The kid can read, he's not much of an idiot like the girls on the team. "I know that you want me to win you that Nationals trophy with my voice and that's the only reason you want me back on the squad. I lost my voice, that's why I quit Glee." He stood, again, shoulders straight. Damn him for having no fear against the Sue Sylvester.

Either way, Sue Sylvester doesn't take no for an answer when it comes to her precious Cheerios. Sue needs Porcelain that way the stupid glee kids will settle into pits of depression because their beloved best friend betrayed them. She remembered what kept Bubble Boobs and Dumb Princess in the Cheerios last year, compliments and popularity. "Listen, Kurt," now all of his attention was on her, she never called Cheerios by name. "You are one of my favorite people on the squad, and not just because you can't get pregnant or you don't like altering your body. You are the most obedient and you don't do it for the popularity. You-"

"Ms. Sylvester," Kurt cut in to stop her nonsense. He knew what she was doing and he wasn't buying it. She knew that he knew.

"Listen, kid. You need two semester of P.E. to graduate, that's the deal. So far you have none," she said. A kid like him doesn't like sweating, she knew that much. This was the only way to get him in.

"Yes, I do," Kurt said with a frown. "I was in the Cheerios my sophomore year, remember? In my contract it said that being in the Cheerios is gym that way I don't have to take the class."

"Read the fine print, Sweet Cheeks. I have a say if you get your P.E. credits from Cheerios or not. I declare that you didn't do gym your sophomore year. Therefore you still need your two semesters of P.E. but the class is already full. You can get the next semester but then you'll be one semester short."

Kurt averted his eyes from her gaze. Damn, what now? I really need those credits. Admitting defeat, he put looked at her again. "I hope it still fits."

Rachel and Mercedes couldn't believe their eyes. There was their boy Kurt, late for class, in his Cheerio uniform. He ignored them, finding his seat behind theirs. They turned to look at him but they quickly turned to the front of the classroom when the teacher caught them. They shared a look and took out their cellphones.

Kurt couldn't look at them. The humiliation. He remembered what the uniform did to him. He remembered what it did to his best friend. He knew the consequences that came with the uniform. He only hoped that his old friends and his new one knew that it wasn't for attention like the last time.