Matt discovered there was in fact a very simple, very specific key in making sure that he and Kurt spent time actually developing a plan instead of other activities. The key was to have Burt Hummel nearby at all times. Somehow with just the slight tilt of his head, Mr. Hummel could convey just how insane his son sounded when he got carried away and was able to pull Kurt back down to Earth. It was more than a little awe-inspiring to witness. Of course that wasn't when he wasn't busy scaring the crap out of Matt by giving him the look. The very look Matt had seen his own father give every last one of the guys Leah had dragged home since she started dating. A look that said I know exactly what you're thinking about my kid and I will kill you for it; oh and the police will never find your body.

Judging by the guilty look Finn kept shooting him every three seconds, Matt didn't have to wonder who had clued in Mr. Hummel that he wasn't just a friend from glee. Not that Mr. Hummel had been anything other than as sympathetic as nearly all the other adults he had encountered today. (He had been oddly grateful his chemistry teach Mr. Marsden was hopelessly out of touch and called him the wrong name the entire period) He had shaken his head and said all the same words about how his parents had made a mistake, while clapping his hand on his shoulder. There may have even been use of the word "son" mixed in there somewhere. Truthfully after his meeting in the guidance office, all the words started to run together. He had even caught a brief glimpse of the older man working into what could only be called a righteous fury.

But make no mistakes about it. Mr. Hummel knew there was something (even if they hadn't exactly decided what to call themselves just yet) going on between himself and Kurt. So when Kurt had hurriedly explained his idea to try to come up with some plans to at least make it through the rest of this school year and they were just going to go down to his room to work on them, Mr. Hummel had suggested, no forcibly suggested Matt corrected for them to use the kitchen table so he and Carole could help out.

Of course it didn't help at all that Kurt kept touching him. His fingers would brush against Matt's wrist. A playful shove. A sympathetic pat on the back. All perfectly innocent and Matt wasn't about to lie to himself that he hated a second of it. And he certainly wasn't complaining when Kurt continually brushed his leg against his. He would have been tempted to do the same teasing if it wasn't for the fact Burt Hummel was clearly cataloging every single touch and storing it away as evidence in case he really did need to get his shot gun. Sure Kurt had sworn up and down his dad didn't actually own a gun, but for some reason Matt didn't believe that at all.

"School looks to be pretty simple." Kurt announced, tapping his pen against the notebook they had been writing in for the past hour. "Ms. Pillsbury said Mrs. Chang changed all the contact information for you right?"

Matt nodded, careful not to look at Kurt too long, lest Mr. Hummel start shifting and making that ahem sound again.

"What about your grades?" Carole asked from her place next to the stove. "The last thing you need right now is to be placed on academic suspension from your activities."

"Matt has the highest grades on the football team." Finn announced, glancing at Burt when he said. If this plan was absolutely essential to keeping him sane right now, Matt would have cheerfully murdered Finn for that. He knew his friend meant well but if he could just stop trying to help it would be great.

"That's not exactly hard." Kurt pointed out automatically before looking at the other two boys at the table sheepishly. "No offense but come on. "

It was hard to take offense when it was the truth. After all he was the one Azimio and Karofsky had asked how to spell "loser" for the yearbook photo. Matt still wasn't sure if they had forgotten he was in glee as well or confused him with someone else. With those two it was probably a tossup. He looked over at Carole and tried to smile at her. "I have a B+ average right now. Although I'll probably have to raise that if I want to qualify for scholarships."

"I am always in favor of self improvement but I do think you're worrying about that unnecessarily." Kurt sighed.

"I won't pay for college with money from McDonalds, and they are the only ones hiring right now." Matt pointed out.

"You won't be working at McDonalds. That uniform looks good on no one." Kurt shuddered.

"I could ask Mr. Schue's ex at Sheets-n-Things." Finn offered. "She's kinda creepy but she's always been good about my schedule and stuff. And you have to watch out for Mr. Ryerson but he always asks for Puck so that should be easy."

"Yeah that would be great Finn. Thanks."

"No problem. " Finn shrugged.

"I think that might be about as far as you can get for planning for now." Mr. Hummel announced, adjusting his baseball cap as he stood up to move towards the cabinets. "You can't talk college until you have a better handle on the money and grades situations. The major things are taken care of for now. Are you staying for dinner Matt?"

"Thanks but I promised the Changs I would be back to eat with them." Matt said slowly. It was the truth but he was also fairly certain he wouldn't actually be able to eat while seated at the same table with Mr. Hummel. "I should probably get going."

"Are you sure? You're welcome to stay honey." Carole persisted.

"Yeah. I'm good. Thanks for the offer though. I'll see you two in school tomorrow." Matt nodded at Kurt and Finn.

Kurt stood up. "I'll walk you out. Finn don't eat everything before I get back."

"That was one time." Finn protested as he waved goodbye to Matt. "One time."

Matt was acutely aware of the fact Mr. Hummel was watching the two of them walk together. It wasn't until the front door closed firmly behind him that he let out a sigh of relief. "Your dad is the most frightening man on the planet."

"I know he can be a bit intense" Kurt allowed. "But once he gets to know you, he'll be fine. He's just a bit overprotective sometimes."

"Oh this is just sometimes." Matt rolled his eyes as they stopped in front of his Jeep. "I feel so much better now."

"Do you? Feel better I mean?" Kurt questioned.

"I don't know. Maybe a little. Glee being normal, well normal for glee that is, helped. And the plan we've started helps. So I think I'm getting there."

"Tomorrow, well I won't lie and say they won't try anything tomorrow. They will. But at least you'll be ready for it. And the longer we don't pull a Drew Barrymore and Justin Long, the quicker the rest of them stop watching us like a bad CW show."

"You think so?"

"Yes." Kurt nodded. "The ignorant masses that make up our class switch focus as often as Paris Hilton switches boyfriends. Santana told me today she was going out with two frat brothers this weekend. And let me be clear. She has a date with them at the same time. She will be the focus of stares come Monday."

Realization dawned on Matt. Not that he had yet to anything in a somewhat "normal" manner but no wonder Mr. Hummel kept shooting him looks all night. "Now that you mention it…..that's something we should do."

"Talk about Santana's double date on Monday? I fully intended to."

"No." Matt laughed as he shook his head. "Date. We should go on a date."

"A date." Kurt smiled as he took Matt's hand. "You're asking me out on a date?"

"Yes. Are you busy on Friday?"

"I am now."