AN: Inspired by lyrics from "Hero" by Skillet. I've got a couple dealing with different aspects from "Theatricality" so I think I'll try posting them the next couple of days. Hope you enjoy.

"Just where do you think you're going?"

The question brought me quickly out of my thoughts. Looking up I realized I was face to face with Karofsky and Azimio. A quick glance around told me the three of us were alone, a situation I had been trying to avoid ever since they had messed up my Gaga outfit by tossing me in the dumpster the other day. It wasn't the idea that someone might come and help me if I wasn't by myself, but more that Karofsky and Azimio were less physical with their bullying when they had an audience.

"Glee practice," I replied, holding my head up even as I took a step backwards.

"Well fag, I think you might be a little late for that," Azimio said. "What did we tell you about that outfit."

Continuing my backwards retreat, I was aware that the term fag didn't hurt as much coming from the bully as it had coming from Finn. With a bit of a stumble, I realized I had reached the end of the hallway as my back came into contact with the window at the end of the hall. There was no way out of this situation. I couldn't hold off one of them, let alone both of them. Somehow I just knew that this was going to hurt worse than any dumpster toss.

Gripping the window sill I had backed into, I held my head high, even as I felt tears start to fill my eyes. "Fine," I told them, trying hard to keep my voice from shaking. "You want to hit me? You wanna beat me up? Go ahead. But I swear to you I will never change. I'm proud to be different. It's the best thing about me. So go ahead. Hit me."*

"I believe I will. Sir, would you like to go first?"* Azimio said to Karofsky.

Seriously, how did it matter which one of them was going to hit me first. It was going to hurt and my outfit was going to be ruined again. Perhaps beyond repair this time. And then I heard another voice.

"You're not hitting anyone."*

I looked past Azimio and Karofsky, to my knight in shining armor. Only I didn't see what I expected. Oh, my savior's outfit was shiny alright, but he was in a red dress. Finn, who had protested doing Lady Gaga in the first place, had come to school dressed in a replication of her red dress.

"Oh my God."*

I almost wondered if either Azimio or Karofsky had already hit me and I was seeing things but as Azimio spoke next about Finn wearing a red rubber dress I knew I wasn't. The hero had come along to save me. I just hope he didn't get hurt for his troubles.

*Dialogue from "Theatrically"