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Beta-ed by: Debraelq

AN: The first non Kurt-ish POV – aside from the Rachel POV - part in this chapter, you'll be able to tell, hopefully ;) {Especially since he isn't even in the room at the time}

Timeline: Friday

--Chapter 14: All Over You--

He had slipped the belt around his waist, after being slushied. Apparently becoming 'un-gay' didn't solve the problem of being unpopular, especially with the newest gossip that he had been dating Rachel Berry (who was pretty much the most unpopular girl in the school; even he was more popular; surprise, surprise!). That didn't help, and after cleaning himself off in the girls' bathroom, he came face to face with a poster.

'West Side Story' – Tomorrow Lunch
Audition with the Celine Dion of your choice

Rachel Berry *

It was her name, with her signature star; it was obvious that she was leaving Glee club, as well. They now only had 11 members….

--Breaking the Rules--

The Glee Club – sans Rachel and Kurt, but counting April and Mr Schue – sat around numbly, except for April who was too busy being drunk to notice.

"We're screwed." Finn was pretty much still, looking forward with his mouth slightly hanging open. "This is a totally freaking joke! Without Kurt or Rachel we're screwed. We need another member, and even with April we won't be as good as we were."

Mr Schuester gazed upon him for a moment before nodding his head slightly, showing what he agreed.

"Well, what can we do about that?" the teacher asked.

Mercedes stood. "Well, how about Mr Jock here gets Rachel to come back."

Finn blinked. "How?"

The girl snorted slightly. "Well, she was all over you before her and Kurt."

His nose wrinkled slightly. "She was?"

Aretha shook her head, muttering something about dumb football players and too many knocks to the head. "Yes."

--Breaking the Rules--

Kurt sat at a table by himself, alternating between morosely pulling on the sleeves of his navy colored shirt and picking at his school cafeteria hamburger, while scowling at the dry, over-processed meat and the limp lettuce. The tomato was slightly green and the cheese looked slightly off putting. Kurt was sure that if it had been seven months ago, he would have been happily eating his fresh, homemade salad and excitingly gossiping with Mercedes, wrapped up in his brand new, fashionable, designer clothes.

He took a sip of his water (which would be the only thing he would have until he got home and had pizza or something with his dad. This school food had so many carbs! Not to mention probably tasted like cardboard) before going back to his new mission of successfully fraying the cuffs on his shirt.

Kurt tensed as he heard someone approaching. He had learned, with his dad, to use more of his senses.

The sound of a chair being pulled out and a tray being plopped down were the last things he heard before his breath caught, unexpectedly, in his throat.

"Hello," Finn Hudson smiled brightly, shoving a fry in his mouth.

--Breaking the Rules--

AN: Gahh! I'm freaking as excited as you guys, I was just randomly writing as I went and now I'm all "He chose Kurt and not Berry!!" as if I didn't already know…