Title: Changes

Chapter: 3

Summary: Instead of at Mckinley, the members of glee are at a mutant school al la Xavier's school for gifted youngsters. Kurt's special ability is something a little unusual.

Rated: T, mostly for language at this point.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.

A/N: This chapter is still 3rd person POV, but we're following along with Brittany for a while and I wanted the writing to reflect that. So things kind of just go with the flow, it seems like a long ramble, but it's coherent I promise.

3rd Person POV

The school is old. It was an estate once, barely filled with the wealthy that bought it. It was the servants that made it lively, and it was the mutant grandson that killed it. When the deed found its way to Figgins' hands, Sue Sylvester wasn't far behind. With her was Brittany S. Pierce, her protege. It was Brittany's idea to turn the manor and it's many side buildings into a school. She had told Sue that she could see the people running back and forth like they were late for class. She talked about how she wanted to go to college some day and how living there in a dorm would feel like a slumber party. Sue had taken to the idea and coerced Figgins into action.

In those first few weeks Figgins' sat back in fear as he was asked, iforced/i, to watch over Brittany while Sue went recruiting. He half listened as Brittany talked about all the children she could see and how many friend's she'd make. He listened warily when she told him he wouldn't last long, and he didn't listen at all when she told him he was wrong about her. Brittany couldn't see the future, or the past. She just knew Sue would take over, because she was Sue. She knew she'd make friends because she wanted to so badly. She knew Figgins' wouldn't last because he was meek, Sue told her so.

What Brittany icould/i do was hear peoples thoughts. She heard everything, all at once. Some thoughts were quiet little hums; others loud and angry, buzzing around in her head like bees. Some came through with heavy accents or in different languages entirely. It flooded her mind and kept her from thinking properly on her own. It kept her from having many friends, because of her incoherence and he lack of privacy. But not everyone minded.

Brittany met Santana first. She wrapped herself tight around the feisty Latino, unable to think about anything other than itouch/i. It took her a while to realize Santana had meant her own touch, and that she was thinking about herself. But the touching didn't stop and she thought less and less about herself as time passed, though only Brittany really knew about that. She met Quinn next. The demure blond had fallen right through the ceiling onto Brittany's head. Her head had swirled with embarrassment but words seemed to come and go quietly. Quinn's thoughts turned out to be just as wispy as her ability. Brittany found it amusing to try and catch the tails of her thoughts, and Quinn never tried to stop her. The two other girls had known about her, what she could do, and she had to make the first move because of it.

Kurt Hummel was the first person to come to her. To talk to her like she didn't already iknow/i and she liked it. Kurt didn't talk to her like she was stupid, or talk to her like he was angry. He didn't always say what he thought, but he always italked/i to her. Brittany held onto his words like little treasures because he was sweet and his voice was soft and pretty. She held on because Kurt only didn't say things that he didn't want to say, couldn't say. Santana didn't say things because Brittany knew, like sisters sometimes did. Even though it was different, it felt the same. Quinn didn't always say things because Brittany knew, so what was the point. But Kurt always said everything.

Kurt didn't mind Brittany reading his thoughts so long as she kept his secrets to the best of her ability. He understood that accidents happened and his anger always faded quickly with her. She liked his secrets. Brittany loved the way he treated his secrets, like they were all different. He didn't whisper all of them like everyone else. Some of his secrets were deep and husky, a low register almost no one knows about. Some are breathy, fluttery like Brittany's own about Santana. There was a cold and wet secret hidden deep that Brittany had only heard once. It's so quiet, and all it does it cry and Brittany knows it's the only secret he'd never forgive her for telling. But the secret Brittany likes best is the timid one that speaks like a counter-tenor, the one that hides and makes Kurt wary.

Now that isn't a secret anymore. Brittany heard a splash and then Kurt's voice went away. Everyone's heads went quiet. Brittany can count on one hand how many times that had happened and it scared her every time. It made her feel like she'd died. Then she caught whispers about water and ithat Hummel Kid/i and she worried that maybe Kurt had died instead. But then she heard it, that pretty voice, high and soft. But it wasn't swirling around in Kurt's head, it was coming from his pretty lips. Out loud. She had torn across the quad to catch a glimpse of a sodden wet girl hurrying into a dorm building. She followed behind Puck, but kept a distance. She heard him thinking about sex and fairies, but it was all very angry. Santana had told her to keep back whenever sex and angry popped up together.

She was in time to see Sam take Kurt upstairs and Kurt's friends wander away. They passed her without isaying/i hello like Kurt would have, but the sent happy thoughts. She could hear Puck thinking about Santana and Santana thinking about a touch that wasn't her own. Brittany hung her head and wandered back out of the dorm, across the quad, and towards Sue. She weaved in and out of still shocked students and covered her ears when the excitement got too loud. Sue swore that it didn't do anything to dull the noise but Brittany thought it couldn't hurt, especially if it only did nothing.

Sue's office was suppose to be a trophy annex and even Brittany couldn't figure out if all of them had been earned. Most of the students assumed Sue had bought them at yard sales or ordered them personally. But Sue never thought much about them other than 'Trophy equals victory, my Victory!' and that didn't really help. It was a relatively dim room, with the lighting mostly focused on the bigger trophies along the walls and in cases. Sue herself sat in a rather large bright red wing-back chair. Brittany liked how it plush the seat was, it made her think about sitting on clouds or cotton candy. Most of the faculty asked why Sue didn't just take Figgins' old office and she told them all it was because of a funny smell, but Brittany knew it was because Sue felt failure there. Sue did not like failure. Brittany didn't either, because it usually meant nasty words and thoughts so heavy that it made her stomach knot up.

Sue waited until Brittany was front and center before she addressed her. "Brittany." came out in a confident breath, heavy and warm. Sue knew what it felt like to be ignored verbally. She didn't like it either, which made her argue with people. Most people couldn't think properly once Sue got going and it made for some rather amusing blurbs. No one seemed to catch that one either, excluding Brittany of course, but that was one of Sue's secrets and hers were always important. So Brittany kept her mouth shut about all that.

"There was a big splash and now everyone knows about Kurt's penis." The way Sue peered at Brittany over the rim of her glasses made the teen nervous. Sue was angry, and maybe confused, so Brittany explained some more. She didn't want the wrong people to get shoved or yelled at. "His penis, how it...goes away...and he grows boobs. People know now. Justin Beiber is taking care of him...her...or is he Justin's brother..." Sue raises her hand and puts her glasses on her desk.

"I'm gonna stop you right there Britt. When did this 'big splash' happen?"

"Just a little while ago." Sue leaned forward in her chair, folded her hands together, and rested her chin on her fingers. Brittany felt something like iupset/i but she wasn't sure. Sue didn't feel that very often.

"Do you know who did it?"

"No, but Puck was angry. I don't think he liked the splash either." Brittany watched Sue spit out 'Puckerman' before she stood and sped towards the door. Sue's strides were long and quick. Before her students parted quickly, almost trying to fly away from her. Brittany also heard the sudden wave of changing thoughts. Everyone switched from thinking about Kurt to thinking about grass or the ocean, which only made Sue angrier. Suddenly hiding your thoughts defiantly meant you were hiding something bad and Brittany thought everyone would've been better off just thinking about how pretty Kurt was.

When Sue made it to the quad people out right scattered. Without the confines of the halls to keep them in line, the students shot off in all directions. Brittany watched in awe as Sue raised a single finger towards Finn, still hunched next to the pool playing with his toes, and Karofsky, who was lying half in and half out of the pool.

"You two!" All students in earshot looked back at Sue in fear, trying to figure out who she was pointing to. But Finn and Karofsky knew, and thusly panicked. Finn tipped himself forward into an awkward scrunched bow before struggling up and jogging towards her. Karofsky let himself slide back into the pool and contemplated drowning himself. As fate would have it, he was not destined to die there, at someone's hands other than Sue's. He was able to float in the water for a few moments before the hulking figure of Sue Sylvester appeared above him, clutching the ear of Finn in one hand, and pointing angrily to him with the other. Dave kicked off from the bottom of the pool and pulled himself free. For a few seconds his mouth hovered awkwardly over her bright red reboks, coincidentally of course.

"Up Karofsky. I'm sure you can understand that simple command."

"Yes Ma'am." When he stood Sue grabbed him by the ear as well and dragged the two of them back to her office. Brittany trailed behind and listened gleefully in on their thoughts. Finn felt like he'd done nothing wrong at all and his head was a mess of apologies. Brittany knew Sue wouldn't accept them outright, she wasn't even bothering to listen in. Karofsky on the other hand was trying very hard to keep his thoughts secret. They were all very quiet and Brittany mostly got feelings, shame mostly, but she knew Sue heard them. She also knew Sue wasn't very happy about what she was hearing, she could see it in the way her nail dug into Karofsky's ear, the way her jaw clenched, and they way her head put out ianger anger anger/i like a neon sign.

Brittany felt kind of bad for Finn, because he wasn't really mean, and she didn't feel bad at all for Karofsky who was usually a jerk. But she did feel bad in general because she had already put Sue in a foul mood. Their bi-weekly blocking session had ended in tears, a popped exercise ball, and a scuffed trophy. Ms. Pilsbury insisted that Brittany needed to learn her strength and count backwards from ten, but Sue said she was better off just trying to work things out forward.

"Sue...are you going to yell at Puck too?" Brittany bounded along with Sue, waiting for an answer. She really hoped Sue waited until after Puck and Santana had their fun time, if she didn't her head would be full of nasty words and sexy thoughts. She liked the sexy thoughts just fine, but Sue didn't seem to care for them.

"I will later. I have no intention of walking in on those two doing the double backed beast."

"Santana says Puck is a beast in the sheets..."

"Brittany—"

"Kurt should be a beast too, his penis says so." In front of her Finn and Karofsky blanched, Sue's strides faltered, and Brittany had no clue why. Big penises were great right?

Okay, so Brittany has seen Kurt's penis! Yay! I also feel I should mention that the pool is fresh water, not chlorinated, as Finn can not breath in toxic chemicals and live. I don't know, maybe there's a water purifying mutant as the grounds keeper.

Sorry for the long wait. I had so many false starts on this chapter.