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Chapter 8 – Destined for Prom Queen

A leather-clad Tina glided through the school halls as though in slow motion. She bared her teeth to anybody who got too close to her and she seemed to have perfected a dark glare that made jocks turn around and hurry off in the other direction to avoid her. Cheerio's were turning their noses up at her, judging her, but they didn't stick their feet out to trip her up or whisper mean things about her or cruelly imitate her stutter. They practically cowered against the walls as they watched her stalk past, clearly noticing the change in her. Tina noticed a change in her peers too. They feared her. She could smell it, the scent winning out over all their expensive perfumes. People were afraid of her and the smell it created was intoxicating. She yearned for more.

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He was visible again. In fact, Kurt had remained visible since leaving the Choir Room. Sadly, that did not seem like such a good thing. He'd had so many insults thrown at him that morning he could publish a long novel and he'd lost count over how many times he'd been shoved or jostled. On one occasion his hand went straight through the wall but luckily the jocks to have shoved him were already high-fiving one another as they walked away and hadn't seen a thing.

At lunch, he was making his way to the cafeteria when a jock roughly pushed him down the last four steps of the staircase. Pain shot up through his hands and knees from how he landed on the hard floor. He'd barely had time to stand up, brush off his trousers and neaten his hair when he heard Rachel calling out to him, "Kurt, get down!" He didn't move fast enough and before he knew it he was hit with the all too familiar icy-blast of the ever dreaded slushie.

The predictable laughter sounded and Kurt simply closed his eyes waiting for it to stop. He felt a gentle hand on his back and guessing it was Rachel, allowed her to guide him away.

This is so humiliating, Kurt thought.

"If it's any consolation I had a face-full of slushie yesterday," Rachel told him.

I should throw slushies in all of their faces, see how they like it, Kurt thought dryly.

"Careful, Kurt," Rachel warned. "You're starting to sound as vengeful as Tina."

"Maybe she has a point," Kurt suggested. "We've all put up with this kind of stuff for years. Why shouldn't we be a little selfish and let those Neanderthals have a taste of their own medicine? I know we should rise above it all and not stoop to their level but why can't we be the ones pointing and laughing at somebody else for once?"

"Because we have to be the better people," Rachel replied.

"Of course, the better people," Kurt said in a bored tone. "Why is that exactly?"

As if you're a better person, he thought critically. You're selfish, nosy and obnoxious and somehow manage to dress like a grandmother and a toddler simultaneously.

The boy's thoughts were met with a stung expression on Rachel's face.

"Sorry," Kurt apologised. "I didn't mean for you to hear that." There's a reason I told you to stay out of people's heads.

"I've heard people think a lot worse about me, believe me," Rachel commented as she continued washing the sticky mess of the slushie off of Kurt's face. "And to answer your question, we have to be the better people because we have our future careers to take into consideration. If we're ever to make it on Broadway we need to have an inspiring underdog story. Small town boy and girl rise above relentless bullying to pursue their dreams of stardom. Future theatre kids, fans and critics would never look up to us if it were revealed we were two mean-spirited bullies in High School. The two of us will be role models for the next generation of Broadway stars. We have to set a good example so that future stars in the making 'don't stop believing'. Who knows, maybe one day you and I will even star in a Broadway show together?"

You're the last person I'd want to share a stage with, Kurt couldn't help but think.

"Almost done," Rachel responded quietly as she washed clumps of ice out of Kurt's hair.

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During free periods Artie would normally make a head start on homework in the library or chill out with his guitar in the Choir Room. However, he decided to do things differently that day. Changing into a pair of sweats and leaving his chest bare to show off the abs he'd always had hiding under his clothing, Artie headed out to the school field to run laps.

It was exhilarating. Racing across the field with the wind in his head made him feel like anything was possible and he believed he could run forever if given the chance. He pictured himself running through trees, across sand, alongside mountain tops and on top of water.

The boy had also become aware of the fact he'd gained an audience. A few groups of girls had gathered around, all watching him run. Some were even improvising routines for him as they cheered him on. They were ogling him as they flipped their hair and stuck their chests out to emphasise their breasts in the hopes of gaining his attention. He couldn't help but grin with the realisation that so many girls were practically drooling over him.

His new found confidence provided him with the courage to run over to some of them and start talking. It was official. Artie Abrams had his very own group of swooning fangirls.

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"I don't know if I wanna do this," Mercedes whispered from one of the back corners of the library where she was seated at a table across from Santana and Brittany.

"Just try it," Santana prompted her pushing a crayon towards her.

With a sigh, Mercedes picked up the blue crayon and twirled it idly between her fingers.

"See if you can turn it to ice," Brittany suggested and she and Santana linked pinkie fingers as they watched.

Concentrating, Mercedes imagined the blue crayon turning to ice and it did just that.

"Make this one rain," Santana requested pushing a purple crayon towards the girl.

Although Mercedes concentrated on it for a near full five minutes, she wasn't able to make it happen.

"Try another one," Brittany suggested handing her a white crayon. "Make it snow."

This time, Mercedes had barely picked up the crayon before snow was falling lightly from the crayon. For a moment it looked rather pretty, but then Mercedes lost concentration and snow fell from the ceiling too, falling down on the three girls.

"Fuck, that's freezing," Santana complained. "Here, make it hot and sunny," she held a red crayon out to Mercedes but she refused to take it.

"No way," Mercedes objected. "I don't want to be messing around with heat. Rosie Boyd's skin got burned because of me remember. What if I accidentally did the same to you two?"

"Do you want to control this crazy new power thing or not?" Santana asked impatiently.

"I guess I want it under control until I can figure out how to get rid of it," Mercedes said.

"Ok, then trust your Auntie Tana and your Princess Brittany," Santana replied. "Stop the snow and make it warm," she held the red crayon out again and this time Mercedes accepted it.

Her attempts to get rid of the snow first brought on more snow. Then she unwittingly made it so hot that the snow melted within seconds and sweat was beading down all of their faces as they hastily reached for the nearest library books so they could wave the pages in their faces like a fan. On her third attempt, Mercedes managed to implement a pleasant warmth into the air.

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Sitting alone on the bleachers, Rachel looked out at the field, watching Artie showing off for the group of fawning girls surrounding him. A trio of Cheerio girls were even teaching him some moves from one of their routines. For some reason the choreography seemed to involve a lot of grinding and thrusting. In fact, she was sure some of the movements had been directly stolen from their 'Push It' routine.

"Hey Rachel," Finn greeted dropping into the seat next to her.

"Hello," Rachel responded without looking at him.

"So…" Finn said in an effort to create conversation. Come on, aren't you going to like get all flirty with me and stuff?

"You know I can hear you right?" Rachel asked still not pulling her eyes away from Artie.

"Well, yeah," Finn answered. But I mean you can't hear everything. Like there's no way you can know I'm checking your legs out and comparing them to Quinn's.

"I can still hear you," Rachel claimed.

Oops, Finn thought. But come on, look at me, talk to me and get all dreamy-eyed and flustered like you usually do.

"You have a girlfriend Finn," Rachel pointed out.

"Oh yeah, sure, Quinn's great," Finn said. She's so hot and she's popular. It makes me look good to walk down the halls with her. But we never really get to do stuff. I bet Rachel would put out for me. I wonder if I could convince her to give me a blow-job. Puck says their great but I've never had one. Rachel could look good on her knees.

"You're a pig, Finn," Rachel stated getting up and moving a few tiers down to get away from him.

"What, no, come on, I didn't mean any of that," Finn called as he followed her and sat beside her again. "It's just guy stuff. It doesn't mean anything. I'm really sorry. Let me make it up to you. We could sing a duet together," he offered. "Any song you want."

"No thank you," Rachel replied watching on as Artie impressed the girls with a series of back-flips.

"Ok, then how about I take you to dinner somewhere?" Finn asked. "Or we could have a picnic in the auditorium," or anywhere else where nobody can see us.

"Why would you want to take me to dinner or for a picnic if you don't even want to be seen with me?" Rachel asked.

"I… um… I just…" Finn mumbled out.

"I'll tell you why," Rachel said. "It's because your popularity and reputation are so important to you. It matters to you what other people think. You need to be liked by everybody. That's why you would laugh and high-five your jock friends when they'd throw Kurt in the dumpster. You laugh along with them to gain their approval. But at the same time you'd hold Kurt's jacket for him so it wouldn't get ruined so that you could have him like you too. You're dating Quinn Fabray because she's one of the prettiest and most popular girls at this school. That automatically makes other people think you're cool. Yet you take the time to be nice to me so that you can earn my affections too. But you only want to be my friend and be nice to me on your terms. You don't want people to see you with me because you're afraid it will ruin your reputation. But at the same time you want me mooning over you so that you can feel good about yourself. The only reason you're here talking to me is because you can't stand the fact the attention I once poured on to you is now being directed toward Artie."

"This is so freaky, it's like you're in my head right now," Finn complained.

"A week ago I would have been so excited to have you come and sit down beside me and invite me to dinner," Rachel commented. "So excited that I wouldn't care about it being somewhere when no-one could see us or that it wouldn't be right because you have a girlfriend. But now I can hear all these thoughts circling through your head and they're degrading and hurtful and you just aren't the boy I thought you were."

"What? Sure I am," Finn insisted. "Forget about the stuff that goes around my head. Just focus on what I actually say." I wonder if she'd let me touch her boobs.

"Thank you for your dinner invitation, Finn," Rachel stood up. "But I think it best that I decline."

"Where are you going?" Finn asked as Rachel made her way down the bleachers.

"I'm going to ask Artie if he'd like to work together on something for Glee Club," she answered.

"Fine, I don't care," Finn pouted. He won't look twice at you with all those hot Cheerio's around him anyway.

Ignoring Finn's words, and trying to ignore his thoughts, Rachel made her way towards Artie. One of the girls was currently stroking her fingers along the boy's abs and for a fleeting moment Rachel considered how she would like to scratch the girl's eyes out if she had Tina's new sharp nails. She frowned at herself for thinking such a thought before lightly tapping Artie on the shoulder to gain his attention.

"Oh hey, Rach," Artie grinned.

"Um, do you mind?" a tall leggy brunette Cheerio asked. "We were talking to our friend Artie here."

"Oh, I just…" Rachel started to say.

"You just 'what'?" a tanned Cheerio with amazingly long lashes asked. "You thought for a second that you actually mattered? That you could be seen amongst the popular and pretty? Please, honey, you don't belong in a crowd like this. Right Artie?" she asked reaching a hand out to take his, shrieking at the electric shock she received. "Ouch, what the hell?"

Luckily, the shock was so minor there wasn't even a mark and Rachel could tell that the other girls thought their friend was just being weird and none of them suspected anything unusual happening with Artie.

"Um, I'll just… go," Rachel mumbled awkwardly.

"So Artie," a red-head asked with a seductive purr. "How about you ditch that lame Glee Club and audition for the Cheerio's. A guy like you shouldn't be hanging around with losers like her," she spoke louder so that Rachel would hear.

"Actually, I'd rather hang out with a bunch of losers," Artie told her.

"Wait, what?" she asked in shock as Rachel stopped and turned, smiling at Artie as he walked towards her. "You're picking her over us?"

"Yeah, I am," Artie stated putting his arm around Rachel's waist. "Sorry ladies, but none of you are actually as hot as you think you are. One of your calves is bigger than the other," he pointed to one. "You have man-shoulders," he pointed to another. "You're wearing too much make-up," he told another. "And you're so flat-chested you could actually be a boy in drag," he said to another. "Come on; let's leave these loser girls to the intellectual thrill of spelling out words with their arms."

"Artie, you didn't have to do that," Rachel commented.

"They were girls, I couldn't punch them in the face for being mean to you, so I attacked their self-esteem instead," Artie replied.

"But you were having the time of your life," Rachel said knowingly. "You were loving the attention they were giving you."

"I was," Artie admitted. "But I'm not an idiot. None of those girls would give me the time of day when I was in my wheelchair. They're all shallow and narcissistic. I enjoyed the attention but not enough to turn my back on my real friends." I just wish I'd got some kind of action first. I've never even kissed a girl before.

"Do you want to work on a duet together?" Rachel asked practically bubbling with excitement.

"Um, that sounds great Rachel," Artie said. "I'd really love to sing with you but just as friends ok." I'm not stupid girl; you didn't give me this kind of attention when I was in the wheelchair either. I do love the short skirts though, but animal sweaters not so much.

"When do you want to rehearse?" Rachel asked choosing to act as though she hadn't heard his thoughts.

"Forget rehearsals," Artie answered. "Let's just pick a song and perform it in Glee Club later today. No practice at all, we'll just go for it. It'll be fun."

"Ok," Rachel agreed.

"Awesome," Artie said. "I'll see you later, I need to go shower."

Suddenly Rachel wished she had Kurt's invisibility power so she could spy on Artie while he was nude. She then blushed and hurried off to her next lesson, immensely relieved that nobody could hear her thoughts.

Sitting down beside Kurt, she couldn't help but hear his negative thoughts on her outfit again. Remembering Artie's thoughts on her clothing choice she had an idea.

"Kurt?" Rachel asked a little tentatively, unsure how he might respond. "Can I ask you for a favour?"

"What do you need?" Kurt asked not sounding overly enthusiastic.

"I was hoping you could give me a make-over," Rachel said and Kurt's entire being lit up with excitement.

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"You know," Rachel said as Kurt fussed with her hair. "When I asked for a make-over I thought of it more as an after school thing."

"Rachel Berry, I've been desperate to get my hands on you from the moment I first laid eyes on you," Kurt told her, both of them finding amusement in what could be misinterpreted as a sexual statement. "Now that you have granted me the opportunity I must get to work right away. Have no fear; Kurt Elizabeth Hummel will make you look drop dead gorgeous. But I do have one question… is this make-over for Finn or Artie?"

"I just wanted a new look, it doesn't have to be about a guy," Rachel replied and Kurt just quirked his eyebrow at her. "However, in this case it is about a guy," she admitted. "It's for Artie ok. We're singing a duet in Glee Club later today. We're not even rehearsing for it. We're just going to perform the number spontaneously and I just really want him to like me."

"I can give you a new look but I can't promise anything else," Kurt said. No matter how stunning I make you look you still have that awful personality.

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Upon Puck's advice, Mike had been keeping a close eye on Tina. The girl was dangerous and they had to take responsibility and do what they could to keep her out of trouble. Luckily there hadn't been any incidents but Mike still felt an unsettling feeling that something could still go wrong.

As he followed the leather-clad girl around he could see the difference in her behaviour. She was prowling about as though she ruled the school and those around her made no foolish attempt to disagree. They moved out of her way and nobody dared do anything to provoke her. There was a sense of palpable fear all round.

With her new attitude, nobody wanted to mess with Tina Cohen-Chang.

Losing sight of her for a while, Mike began to feel a sense of panic and hurried through the hallways in search of her. He thought he spied her down the end of the corridor and ran in that direction calling out her name. By the time he made it down the other side there was no sign of her.

He took his phone out to text his fellow Glee members to let them know he'd lost track of her when he felt a firm grip upon the back of his neck.

"How long do you intend to keep following me, Mike Chang?" Tina asked.

"For as long as I need to," Mike replied.

"Second question," Tina said slamming the dancer against the wall and trapping him with her hands either side of his head. "Why do you keep following me, Mike Chang?"

"Someone has to make sure you stay out of trouble," Mike responded bravely.

"Really, and do you honestly believe you could stop me, Mike Chang?" Tina asked sounding highly amused by the idea.

"Probably not," Mike admitted. "But I'd still try."

"Come and dance with me," Tina requested gripping his wrist and speedily leading him to the auditorium, the boy having to race to keep up with her fast strides.

A CD player had been left in the wings of the stage and Tina hit play. A tango tune began to play and the pair began to dance.

As they moved about in one another's arms, Mike recognised that he had never found Tina (or indeed any other girl) so incredibly alluring.

While dancing, Tina could hear the blood pumping away in Mike's body. Her eyes were drawn to his veins and she found herself licking her lips and burying her face in his neck, breathing in his scent.

The music continued but they stopped dancing as Tina licked a stripe up Mike's throat with her tongue.

"You smell… delicious," Tina informed him before sinking her teeth into his skin.

"Ah," Mike cried out trying to pull away from her but unable to.

"Mmm," Tina moaned as the first drop of blood met with her tongue. She swallowed three mouthfuls before pulling off his neck, her fangs bared, her eyes two pools of black and blood dripping from her mouth. Gripping the back of his head, she then kissed him fiercely.

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Kurt was the first to arrive to Glee Club and Puck appeared soon after, swaggering over and sitting beside him.

"Hey, I haven't seen you in a while," Puck commented. "How's your day been?"

"I've been visible most of the day if that's what you're asking," Kurt replied, turning invisible just as Puck rested a hand on his upper-thigh. "I've been slushied, pushed down the stairs, called names, shoved, tripped over; I gave Rachel a make-over."

"Wait, people have been bullying you all day?" Puck asked reaching his other hand out to find Kurt's face and cupping his cheek. Kurt was grateful that his current invisibility hid his intense blush. "Why didn't you come tell me? I'd have sorted those punks out."

"Those punks are mostly your friends from the Football team," Kurt pointed out.

"They're my team-mates, not my friends," Puck corrected pulling his hands away, Kurt becoming visible again at the loss of contact. "But you're my boy and anyone who tries to mess with you will have to answer to me."

"You two should totally make out," Brittany said as she skipped inside the Choir Room.

"Puck isn't gay, Brittany," Kurt replied.

"Kurt, that is so homophobic," Brittany shook her head at him looking disappointed.

Slowly, the other members arrived, as did Mr. Schue who seemed to be giving Finn some kind of advice about girls.

Artie strolled in with Matt and the two sat down together in a companionable silence.

One hand resting on her hip, Rachel made her grand entrance to show off her new make over.

"Damn girl, you're one hot mama," Mercedes praised while Finn's mouth practically fell open as he gawked at her.

"Not a bad look, Berry, yay," Santana applauded.

Great, Mr. Schue thought as he looked her over, that's another student I have to feel guilty about masturbating over. Rachel made a mental note to never be in a room with Mr. Schue alone again.

"Hey Artie," Rachel smiled sitting beside him and batting her eyelashes.

"Hey Rach," he smiled back at her and she tried to read his thoughts about her new look but he wasn't giving anything away. All Artie was thinking was 'the way Mr. Schue keeps looking at Rachel is creepy.'

Finally, Tina and Mike arrived.

"Whoa, Mike, that's one hell of a love bite," Finn said and everybody else (other than Mr. Schue) looked accusingly at Tina.

"Ok, now everybody's here let's start things off," Mr. Schue said.

"Mr. Schuester, Artie and I would like to perform a duet," Rachel spoke up.

"Oh, of course, take it away guys," he told them as he took a seat.

I never noticed how nice Rachel's butt is, Mr. Schue and Finn thought at the same time.

The pair performed their duet which resulted in the customary applause and Rachel warning Artie, 'I'm going to hug you now'.

"Thanks, that was fun," Artie grinned and he seemed to linger in the hug but there were no thoughts of newfound attraction as Rachel had been hoping for.

"That was great," Mercedes spoke up. "I didn't realise you guys had been rehearsing."

"Oh we didn't," Rachel answered.

"In that case, maybe we could have some more spontaneous duets," Mercedes suggested sharing a significant look with Tina.

"Good idea, Mercedes," Tina agreed. "Puck, Kurt, why don't you two do a number?"

"Yeah, I'd love to see you two perform," Mercedes added.

"I vote for Kurt and Puck too," Brittany said.

"Ok, Kurt, Puck, why don't you boys show us what you've got," Mr. Schue gestured to the performance area.

"I'm in," Puck leapt up and Kurt just looked lost and confused as Tina nudged him to stand up.

Puck started things off with a lot of hip-thrusting that the girls couldn't help but admire. For a moment, it looked as though Kurt simply wouldn't sing at all, but he found his voice just in time.

"Are they hot for each other yet?" Tina asked Rachel in a whisper.

Cocking her head to the side Rachel pried in on their thoughts.

"There's definitely mutual attraction," Rachel whispered back, Mercedes carefully listening in. "But Kurt is very much in denial and for Puck it's still at a sub-conscious level."

The boys finished performing and their audience gave them a round of applause. Puck hugged Kurt from behind before they sat back down, their knees brushing together.

Hummel's really pretty, Puck thought. I could totally bend him over that piano and just…

"Update," Rachel whispered to Mercedes and Tina. "Puck's attraction is no longer sub-conscious."

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After Glee Club, Mr. Schue left but the kids remained behind. Once they were sure their teacher and the band were gone, Santana dared to voice what the others had been thinking.

"Ok, Tina, what the hell did you do to Mike's neck?"

"She bit me," Mike answered. "Drank some of my blood," there was a collective chorus of 'ewws' and judgemental stares. "Then we made out. It was pretty hot."

"Damn, girl, you bit him?" Artie blanched. They made out? I always thought Tina would be my first kiss. Now she's making out with Mike Chang.

"I was thirsty," Tina answered before getting up and sauntering away.

"What are we going to do about her?" Finn asked.

"Drive a stake through her heart," Santana suggested.

"Whoa, ok, nobody is to be in any way staked," Puck said. "We clear?"

"Fine," Santana rolled her eyes. "But we can't just let Morticia Adams go around biting people and drinking their blood."

"Oddly, I didn't actually mind," Mike said and there was another chorus of 'ewws' and judgemental stares.

"Maybe you should talk to her," Rachel suggested to Artie. "I know you still really care about her and she honestly values your opinion more than anybody else's. You might be the only one who can get through to her."

"I guess I'll try," Artie shrugged.

"Mike, dude, are you ok?" Puck asked gesturing to his special love bite.

"I'm fine," he said. "I feel really good actually. I think I'll go and find Tina," he said standing up and taking his leave.

"What the freaking hell?" Santana asked.

"I think Tina used her new vampire powers to make Mike her bitch," Brittany claimed.

"Ok, we need to keep an eye on Mike just as much as Tina," Puck told them all. "And Artie, talk to her as soon as you can. We need to get her under control."

"We still need to get ourselves under control," Mercedes reminded them. "I've tried working on it with Santana and Brittany today but I've got a lot more work to do."

"I gave a girl a shock," Artie admitted.

"A girl?" Finn asked. "Dude, you can't use your power on girls."

"It was an accident," Rachel defended. "And she was fine."

"You need to get this electric crap controlled, dude," Finn stated.

Rachel made to argue but Artie had already agreed that Finn was right.

"We can start now," Santana suggested. "We can all hang out here a little longer and try and help you get a control of it."

"I'll stay," Mercedes said. "I need to learn more control too."

"Alright, I'm in," Artie agreed.

"What about you, Kurt?" Mercedes asked.

"Another time maybe," Kurt replied. "I really need to get home. I have to have a serious talk with my dad and try to convince him that Puckerman isn't my boyfriend."

"I'll walk you home," Puck offered and most of the others shared confused looks.

"Puck sure is spending a lot of time with Kurt," Finn commented.

"Aww, are you jealous?" Santana mocked.

Finn and Santana bickered for a while before Mercedes sat on the floor cross-legged and tried to control her weather powers. Artie observed her for a while before trying out similar tactics with his sparks of blue electricity. He accidentally burned a hole in the carpet.

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At some point, Quinn slipped away from the Choir Room. Rachel only noticed the girl's absence when Quinn's thoughts became so loud that they were all she could hear. Leaving the Choir Room, she followed the sounds of Quinn's thoughts and they led her to the girls' bathroom.

"Quinn?" Rachel asked knocking on the cubicle door. "Is everything ok?"

The loud jumble of Quinn's frantic thoughts suddenly ceased. Half a minute later, Quinn opened the door and Rachel took in the tear-tracks spilling down the girl's cheeks.

"I'm pregnant," Quinn confided.

Her thoughts filled Rachel's head at full volume again. I'm pregnant. I'm scared. I'll be kicked off the Cheerio's. My dad will kill me. People will stare at me and judge me. I'm going to lose everything. What will they say? What should I do? I'm such an idiot. I can't do this. This can't be real. Why is this happening to me? A pregnant girl will never win Prom Queen.

"Quinn, Quinn, ssh," Rachel soothed. "It's ok. It's all going to be ok."

"I'm pregnant," Quinn repeated as she dissolved into sobs, so distraught that she didn't even attempt to push Rachel away when she moved in to hug her.

"It's ok, it's going to be ok," Rachel told her. "I know you don't want to hear this but you should probably tell Finn."

He's not the father, Quinn thought guiltily.

"Who is the father?" Rachel asked and Quinn shook her head vehemently.

'I am', Rachel heard and looked round to see Matt, not sure if he'd spoken out loud or she'd just heard his thoughts.

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"Why are you holding my hand?" Kurt hissed as he and Puck walked down the street.

"Because, Prince Charming, you are invisible again," Puck replied.

"This is ridiculous," Kurt huffed. "I stay visible for most of the day then suddenly I'm alone in your company and I'm invisible again."

"Huh, you really turn invisible more when I'm around?" Puck asked. "I guess that means we'll have to spend more time together so you can learn to control it. How about I stay over your place tonight?"

"I'm not supposed to have boys in my room," Kurt answered.

"That's cool, I'll sneak in," Puck said.

"Whatever," Kurt rolled his eyes not believing for a second that Noah Puckerman would actually climb into his bedroom window during the night for a secret sleepover.

To Be Continued…

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