"Can..Can Grace come with me to where ever you are taking me, please?" I asked, wanted, needing Grace with me right now. I heard something click behind me and whipped my head around. I listened again and heard the opening bars to 'let me entertain you' by Robbie Williams. I then heard another clicking noise and the volume of the music got louder. The sound was coming from the direction of a small Asian girl with Pink, Blue and yellow patterned earphones plugged into an iPod touch. The case of which had a small white fluffy poodle with a black and pink background. There were a lot of scratches on the case which led me to believe that she liked to listen to music a lot. I could talk to her later because I like music as well. Maybe she shared my love of Broadway musicals too!

She shrugged and turned her gaze from me to Grace who sat next to me. Grace grabbed her bags and held out her hand for me, and I followed them both out of the choir room and glee club. We walked down a few halls until the women stopped outside a door labelled " " I guessed that the room was hers, since she had a key for it.

"Now, Porcelain, Bambi; Have a seat" She told us and I sat down quickly. I didn't know what she meant when she said Porcelain and Bambi because she knew both our names. I heard Grace make some sort of snorting sound and I immediately looked at her.

"I hate nicknames" She told me and I said I didn't either.

"Sorry that I'm not sorry for interrupting, but I need a chat with the pasty face ghost boy over here" The women in the track suit said. I straightened up and bit whilst she continued. "So I heard about your little secret Porce, and I've got to say I'm sorry"

"Excuse me!" Grace exclaimed form beside me. "What secret, and how did you find out" She snapped, I knew she was mad, I always knew when 'Grace' was mad.

"Well, Bambi after cheerios practice I noticed two new faces sitting on the bleachers so I did a little spying. I heard that Kurt here is gay and has an issue, so I did a little digging"

"You didn't" She replied, she looked like she was about to kill Grace, In my opinion of course. Her eyes were narrowed; lips pursed and back straight as a building.

"Oh, but I did. Turns out Kurt here has a severe case of autism, and what I am truely sad to say but was raped by a previous boyfriend. I can't tell you how much I feel for you Porcelain"

I looked down at my hands, because even though the lady said she was being honest doesn't mean she was. This is what I don't like; when people take my 'issue' as a way to annoy and make fun of me. I'm still a person, even though I don't want complete strangers touching me, or that I can't tell what people feel easily. I still feel myself.

"Kurt, I think she is sorry. You should trust her" I heard Grace say from my left. I knew that if Grace trusted someone then I should too, since she always put's my needs before her own. Even though this women didn't seem to be a very nice, or at all nice person; it didn't mean that I shouldn't trust her. You should never judge judge a book by It's cover. I like this quote a lot, The English idiom "don't judge a book by its cover" is a metaphorical phrase which means "you shouldn't prejudge the worth or value of something, by its outward appearance alone" The famous quote first came about in 1944 in the American journal American Speech as "you can't judge a book by its binding". In 1946 the phrase first appeared in the murder mystery novel Murder in the Glass Room (by Edwin Rolfe and Lester Fuller) as "you can never tell a book by its cover."

However it can be traced as far back as the 1st and 2nd centuries AD, the Roman author Juvenal wrote in Satires, "Fronti nulla fides," which translates as, "Never have faith in the front." This is why I decided to listen to Grace, to trust Ms Sylvester.

"What do you want from me?" I asked and the women laughed a little. I felt hurt.

"I want you to join cheerios. Make Santana, Brittany, Quinn and Rachel fall in love with you. Then convince them to join the new, better glee club that myself and Rachel's blood related mother, will run. I want you to make the the new directions fail and be forced to join Sue's kids. Will Schuester will be forced to quit and I will be given the money for the glee club. How does that sound my little gay friend?" She asked.

"But...I want to join the new Directions"

"Let me make this clear. If you don't do it I'll tell everyone you're gay and you will be forced to tell everyone your past and about your autism. Do it"

"You can't black mail a student!" Grace exclaimed, standing up from her seat.

"Actually I can, and I just did" Mrs Sylvester retorted and Grace looked even angrier the more she said.

"I'll do it; I'll join the so called 'cheerios' and get the girls to join your glee club. I'll do it, but nobody can know" I said

"You have yourself a deal, first assignment. get a cheerio girlfriend, your little friend here can join too. Also I want a name for the new glee club. Now get the hell out of my office!"

Once me and Grace went back into the choir room they had already begun to do a group number. The song was 'Dynamite', I like that song and they all looked like they were having a lot of fun. I really wanted to join them but If I was going to help Ms Sylvester with her new glee club then I'd have to leave. No point pretending that I wasn't.

"Hey Kurt, how are you finding the school so far?" Someone asked, I turned around and saw Brittany standing in front of me wearing a massive smile.

"Hi, Brittany right?" I asked and she nodded "I love it here" I told her, it was partly true, I loved the fact I was starting a new life basically and no one really knew my past apart from Grace and Finn.

"That's great" She said and then walked away. At first I thought I said something that made her upset, but when she turned around she was still wearing that massive smile and also winked at me. Then Santana caught my eye and ran up to me in her skimpy cheerio skirt.

At first I thought that she was going to kiss me or at least try and hold my hand so I instinctively moved back a little, so she didn't attempt any contact with me.

"Hey Kurtsie, I can't wait for our date. Glee has just finished so I've got an hour until I get you all to myself" Remember when I said I didn't want her to touch me, what she just said kind of implied that she would do just that.

"I need to tell you something" I told her and walked into the far corner of the room.

"What is it baby" She winked just like Brittany had done, although this time I felt uncomfortable with it.

"I don't like having people touch me when I haven't known them for at least 3 months" I told her and she seemed a little shocked. Her eye brows rose and she didn't speak for a bit. Definitely shock.

"Oh OK, I know what you mean if it makes you feel any better. My sister is a virgin and won't let any boy come in 6 feet of her without gloves" She then started laughing and it made me think she was laughing at me.

"I'm not a virgin" I said defensively and she nodded slowly. Even though I don't remember it and it was against my wishes I still lost my virginity to Dave Karofsky. "Who are you to judge the life I live? I know I'm not perfect -and I don't live to be- but before you start pointing fingers...make sure you hands are clean!" I said to her and walked away. But before I could she ran up to the door so I couldn't get out.

"Look, I don't know what the hell that was but I'm sorry okay. I guess I'm just a bitch" Santana said

"OK, I'm going now" I told her, confused as to why she called herself a bitch.

"Oh well I'll look forward to tonight, even if the chance of a make out at the end is rare" She said and left the room.

It was then I saw Blaine staring at me, I gave him a small smile and he gave me one back. I don't normally like people making eye contact with me because it freaks me out. But with Blaine, I made an exception. I looked down at his clothes and thought he looked really handsome right then, his smile was amazing and I could easily tell that he was happy. With Santana I can't figure out her facial expressions, they are too complicated and odd to only mean happy.

"Bob Marley" I heard him saw, his lips curved up into a smile. I didn't say anything so he continued. "What you said to Satan, it was a quote from Bob Marley." Blaine told me and I nodded. I didn't know what he meant by 'Satan' because I didn't talk to Satan, I talked to Santana.

"Yeah. I love his work" I told him. He nodded and took a deep breath.

"You look really nice" Blaine said and I felt myself blush, I knew he was telling the truth because I did look amazing. I was wearing black skinny jeans and a brown and black stripey jumper that I got for $40 online. Blaine looked really nice aswel, But as soon as I saw him I realized that he had changed from his previous outfit than I saw him in this morning. I guessed that he had been slushied and he always would bring in spare clothes. He had a purple pair of converses, white capri pants and a black polo shirt. He was also wearing a purple and white bow tie. Cute or what!? That is a rhetorical question which means that of course he looked cute but it was just so amazing that I had to ask. I

"You do too"

"Um...do you...maybe want to come round me house?...tomorrow?" Blaine asked me and I immediately nodded. Maybe a bit too much because my head began to ache a second later.

"Why?" I asked

"To hang out, I guess" He replied

"What would we be doing exactly when 'hanging out'?" I asked and he just laughed. I suddenly felt very awake that there was no one left in the room but could only detect three other people in 3m2 from us. Blaine stopped laughing suddenly and muttered 'sorry' under his breath.

"Talking maybe?" He offered and I nodded. Normally I hate talking to people, especially chatting because it is normally pointless and you don't get anything out of it. For example: "Isn't the weather nice today Kurt?"

"Yes, It seems to be very hot and not at all cold"

"I saw Mrs Brown walking her dog today"

"Was it the blue or red collar?"

"I can't remember"

This shows how chatting is just something to waste a person's time. However with Blaine I could actually find out things about him and see if he liked the same kind of music that I like.

"Sure I would love to" Blaine smiled again but this time it reached his eyes. After we swapped numbers I left for home and he texted me where he lives and what time I should meet him. I then realized that I had trusted a complete stranger with my number. I've never given away my number to someone I've not known for at least two months. However what made things even more complicated was the fact I had agreed to go to his house tomorrow. I can't put into words why but when Blaine is happy he smiles a lot and I like it when he smiles because he is really pretty when he does. I wonder if that's the reason I agreed to all this; because I like his smile.

It only took me 10 minutes to get ready for my date with Santana. I didn't take a shower and all I did was change my jumper to a white shirt and 2.6 wide black tie. I wore black doc martins and shoved my mom's notebook in my back pocket. I always keep it with me, always.

When I got to the restaurant I immediately saw Santana and wished I had brought Grace with me. I really didn't want to talk to her and spend the evening her, especially because she was drawing a lot of the male attention in the restaurant. She was wearing a skin tight black dress that made her look much taller. If I was being honest I would say that she looked like a slut. I didn't say that to her because that would make her mad at me so I just told her I thought she looked nice and she told me the same thing back.

"So tell me about yourself" Those 5 words made everything that I was trying to do now crumbled. I didn't know what to say to her, she wanted to know what happened to me before I got to McKinley but how could I. She was a cheer leader and what I heard from Grace and Finn, it meant that she was incredibly popular and would know mostly everything that was happening in the school. She would probably tell Brittany or some other girls and then everyone would find out and make my life hell on earth. (even though I don't believe in god, or heaven, or hell)

I knew she was waiting for me to saw something because she was tapping her fingers on the table in an attempt to try and get me to answer her. Think fast Kurt, think fast.

"I am 16" I said, I knew that if I told her how many months, days and hours then she would think I was strange. Grace told me that I am very exact and that's because of my autism. She also said that I should try not to be so detailed in case somebody found out. Not that it's anything to feel bad about; I know many remarkable people that have had signs of Asperger's syndrome, including Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, Albert Einstein, Marie Curie, and Thomas Jefferson.

"I know, you're a junior and your birthday is this year. Finn told us a bit about you the other week" I froze, Finn said that he didn't tell them about me. What if he told them all my secret's?!

"What did he tell you?" I asked, my throat suddenly feeling dry and scratchy. I hated feeling that this person knew my personal details.

"That you are 16, live with him, that you have an amazing voice, and he must have got this wrong but; he said you were gay"

. .HIM!. . . . well I'm not really going to, It's just a figure of speech that people say when they are mad.

But before I could say anything I noticed the faint voice coming from across the table and Santana's lips were moving. "Don't worry, I am too. Gay I mean, I won't say anything, I actually thought we could be each other's beards" She told me, I actually couldn't believe my ears, this girl who looked like she would get with any guy she saw; was gay. And was telling me about it after knowing me for a day!
I knew what beards meant so that confused me even more, she could get any guy in the school, yet she chose me.

"what do you say?" She asked and I nodded. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad, If she was gay then I wouldn't have to kiss her or have her kiss me. I hope.

"good" I said just before I heard a loud banging. I looked to Santana to see if she knew what it was but she seemed unfazed. I then heard some swearing from a man about 34. The noise was plates shattering on the floor and it seemed to be coming from the kitchens. I couldn't believe that nobody here was going to help him, so I did.

"What are you doing?!" Santana asked me.

"Someone about 34 dropped 5 china plates 2minutes and 15 seconds ago and I should tell someone" I answered simply.

"What the fuck Kurt, sit back down you weirdo" She shouted and I immediately sat back down. When Dave first used that tone, was the day he first hit me.

"Sorry, but you talk pretty funny sometimes. But I think it's awesome" She said after 5 minutes of us not talking to each other.I liked that she said that, it made me feel better about myself; like Grace made me feel, but it felt different coming from Santana somehow.

The rest of the date went much better than expected. Knowing that we knew about each others sexual orientation made it much more comfortable. She told me that I was the only person she ever told about it and I felt incredibly happy. She trusted a total stranger and...wait... How do I know she isn't just lying to try and get some dirt on me just like the evil cheer leading coach did. I mean she is one of the most popular girls in school.

When It came to an end I actually felt a little sick, Santana was so hard to read.

"Santana"

"yeah"

"can I trust you not to tell anyone?"

"Of course, I'll even tell the glee club that you're straight"

"Thank you"

"Kurt, will you be my fake boyfriend?"

"As long as I don't have to kiss you"

"Sure" she said, laughing as she did

"What's so funny?" I asked but she never answered my question.

"bye Kurt"

"Um...bye?"

At 10:34 my phone made a noise and vibrated, indicating that I had a text message. I clicked it open and saw that the text message was from Blaine.

From Blaine

To Kurt

Hi Kurt, I am so exited for 2moz xx

He put two kisses, and I bet he still thinks I'm gay

To Blaine

From Kurt

Me too! xx

From Blaine

To Kurt

So why did you go out with Santana, If you're gay?

To Blaine

From Kurt

can I trust you?

From Blaine

To Kurt

Of course. I promise you

To Blaine

From Kurt

I don't want anyone to know I'm gay. because I'm scared I'm going to get treated, well, like you. I'm sorry

From Blaine

To Kurt

It's okay Kurt. I understand, but nobody outside glee knows. I promise

To Blaine

From Kurt

thank you xx

From Blaine

To Kurt

No problem. I bet you look nice right now ;)

"Hey bud, how was the date?" My father walked into my room and I checked the time; 10:34. That's odd. I have an amazing memory and I knew that when I last checked the time on my phone when Blaine texted me was 10:34.

"good" I said reaching for my phone. I heard my dad pick something off of my desk and by the sound of it, it was the cheerio uniform that Ms Sylvester gave me. In the meanwhile I checked my inbox and found that I had one new message from Blaine

From Blaine

To Kurt

Sorry, Can't do tomorrow. We are redecorating

"You okay Bud, you look a little pale" I heard my dad say once he put down the box.

"I'm fine" I told him, but on the inside I didn't feel like it. I just had a day dream about texting Blaine. Why couldn't it have been true!