Chapter 13

Homecoming is the day after the Quinn confrontation. Kurt does my hair and makeup, as I promised him he'd be able to.

Kurt doesn't let me meet Scott when he comes to pick him up. I roll my eyes and let him know that I am going to see him at the dance whether he wants me to or not. Kurt rolls his eyes as he wishes me luck and heads out the door.

I go put my dress on and wait a few moments until Noah comes to pick me up. He rings the door bell and it's lucky that I'm already waiting otherwise Burt would've grilled him and everything. I open the door and my smile fades. He's wearing his letterman jacket and jeans, and here I am in a gown and make up/hair looking as though it was professionally done.

His jaw drops and I blush, but I am sure that he can't tell because of the amount of blush that Kurt put on me. "I'll go change," I say immediately.

"Why?" He asks, "You look . . . wow."

"I'm clearly overdressed!" I say about to turn back in the house, Noah grabs my hand and pulls me out of the house. He smirks, as he takes off his jacket and hands it to me.

"Wear it, and then people will think that you're just wearing a skirt and some shirt that they can't see." He smirks and mutters, "or maybe no shirt."

I smack his arm, "Not funny!"

He chuckles to himself, "I found it pretty funny."

I blush nervously as he opens up the door to his truck. I turn to him, "Are you sure you don't want me to change?"

"I'm positive," He smirks, "Let's go, I don't want to be any later."

"You're the one who showed up late." I tease.

Noah smirks again, "Let's just go, I don't want to miss any of the drunken fights."

I smile as I roll my eyes. Noah starts driving us to homecoming. I have a feeling that this night is going to a lot more trouble than it's worth. We arrive at the school and I am hesitant about going in. I know that I am going to look completely out of place there, even with Noah's letterman jacket, it is going to be obvious that I am overdressed.

"What's wrong?" He asks me, "Do I smell bad or something, because I'm wearing cologne that my mom said smells awesome?"

I giggle, "You smell fine. Nothing's wrong. Let's go in."

Noah shrugs and hops out of the car, I hold my breath as I too get out of the car. "Are you sure nothing's wrong?" He asks me.

I nod as he locks his arm with mine and struts into the gym. It's kind of hard to not smell the sweat from the gym but overall they did a nice job cleaning up the place.

I spot Kurt, he is standing next to the punch bowl with a guy with longish black hair who is slightly taller than him. I assume that it is Scott, and I begin to walk over when Kurt glares at me and I turn back to Noah who is glaring at Quinn.

"What's wrong?" I ask curiously.

He rolls his eyes, "I am so sick of her lying all of the time!"

"What are you talking about?" I ask him, "I'm sure that she just got her dad to watch the baby or something."

Noah rolls his eyes, "There is no way, that's possible. She got kicked out months ago! I didn't say anything when she was at your place because I was trying too hard to not murder the mother of my child!"

"Calm down," I say sympathetically, "Listen to me, maybe she has a babysitter, don't worry about it now. There isn't anything you can do, other than making the situation much worse than it has to be."

Noah smirks, "You wanna go walk on the football field, talk or something?"

I nod as we are about to go outside when I see Artie and Abby. Abby is pushing Artie around to the music and they look as though they are having a fantastic time. Then some teacher with short blonde hair stops them and starts attacking Abby.

"Why are you hanging out with the handicap hazard? That wheelchair looks as if it's been used to run over small children, and animals in the street! You are a disgrace!" She snaps.

Artie becomes defensive, "Don't insult her! She's not even one of the glee kids! I don't understand your hatred towards her-"

"Artie-" Abby begins.

Artie continues as if nothing has been said, "And further more, there is no way that my wheelchair could be used to run over anything! It's not motorized!"

"I'll have to know that your little hippie friend happens to be my daughter!" The teacher spits!

Artie's face contorts, "I'm so sorry Ms. Sylvester! I forgot! I was-I thought-I just tried-I think I'll shut up now."

"That's a very wise decision!" The teacher growls.

Noah pulls me outside to the football field. "It was awkward in there." He explains looking down at his feet.

"Why?" I ask, "Because of the whole Artie thing?"

He shakes his head, "Ms. Sylvester was bound to nearly kill someone no matter what. I was talking about Finn, we kind of hate each other."

I look at him quizzically, "I thought you two were best friends."

"'Were' being the operative word." Noah looks down, "I kind of got his girlfriend- well ex-girlfriend, pregnant."

I nod getting the point, "Quinn used to be Finn's girlfriend."

He nods, "Yup."

We start walking across the football field in silence. It isn't awkward. It's nice, and I am honestly loving every second of it. He starts explaining his entire life story, about how terrible he feels about hurting his best friend, about how guilty he feels about his dad leaving, about everything.

After a while we lay down on the grass. We laugh about how Kurt is going to kill me for possibly getting grass stains on my dress. After about an hour Noah offers to drive me to Kurt's.

We arrive at the Hummel's house and Noah walks me to the door. He looks around awkwardly, not knowing whether or not to kiss me. So I take the initiative and pull him by his t-shirt so that he is to my eye level and I close the distance between our lips and it feels amazing. We stand out there for a few moments after the kiss. He is still in a state of shock.

I take his jacket off of my shoulders and hand it back to him, "Thanks for that."

He smirks, "You can keep it."

I smile broadly as I turn to go back into the house he grabs my arm and pulls me in for one last kiss before I walk into the house. I am walking on air as I go downstairs to Kurt's room. He is breathless and laying on his bed.

"Hey," I greet him, "did you have fun?"

He nods his eyes wide, "I think I'm in love."

I giggle, "That's a little soon." I yawn, "I'm gonna go to the bathroom and wash my makeup off."

"Scott's in there," Kurt says quietly about to fall asleep, "he's cleaning himself off."

"Did he spill something on himself or something?" I ask curiously.

Kurt giggles, "Something like that."

I look at him confused as Scott walks out of the bathroom and into Kurt's room. He walks over to Kurt and kisses him very passionately before saying goodbye and walking up the steps to go home.

I look at Kurt, "Someone got their first kiss tonight?"

Kurt smiles softly and yawns, "I did a little more than that."

I look at him, "Kurt, are you drunk?"

He nods as his eyes flutter shut, "I had a really fun time Scar."

I roll my eyes as I go into the bathroom, knowing that I am going to have to cover for him and his hangover tomorrow morning.

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