"Kurt, maybe you should sit the rest of the game out." Finn suggested.

"Yeah, not like you're helping your team anyway." Puck said with a laugh.

"I meant cause his nose is bleeding."

"Whatever, I'm going to go see what Mercedes is up to!" Kurt said before stomping off.

He walked over to the girls, Mercedes smiling and waving him over the second she saw him. But her smile turned to a frown when he got closer.

"What happened?"

"That jerk Karofsky knocked me down!"

"We better get that nose checked."

An ice pack and a bloody tissue later, Kurt's nose finally stopped bleeding, and Mercedes sighed.

"Well, I guess you better get back to football."

"No way, I'm not going back over there." Kurt stated, crossing his arms over his chest.

"So what are you going to do? I got to get back to cheerleading."

"That's it!"

"What's it?"

"I'll be a cheerleader!"

Mercedes smiled. "Sounds great! Come on, I'll help you get started."

Mercedes led Kurt over to where Santana, Quinn, and Brittany were attempting to make a pyramid.

"Hey guys! Kurt's going to cheer with us."

"Oh wait... I don't have any pom poms."

"That's okay, you can borrow mine for now." Quinn said, smiling.

"Wow, thanks."

"So, do you know anything about cheerleading?"

"Not really, but I want to learn!"

"Okay, well, we'll teach you everything we know."

Quinn glanced at Brittany, who was trying to balance a pom pom on her nose.

"Uh, I'll teach you everything I know..."

"Sounds great!" He said just as Rachel bumped into Brittany.

"Why don't you watch where I'm going!"

"What?"

"I'm pretty sure you're suppose to say, watch where you're going, Rachel."

"No, I meant watch where I'm going, because she's not even moving."

"Hate to break it to you, white girl, but it's not all about you."

"Yeah Rachel, you're not the star."

"Well, we'll see about that!"

"What's that suppose to mean?"

"The camp is doing a play, and I think we all know who's going to be the lead."

Kurt smiled. "A play?"

"A musical, to be more specific."

"What musical?"

"The Wizard of Oz. I already have my audition song picked out. I've also prepared a monologue."

"Let me guess, you want to be Dorothy?" Quinn said, rolling her eyes.

"Correction, I'm going to be Dorothy."

"Yeah, okay." Mercedes said, rolling her eyes. "You know, there are other girls at this camp who can sing besides you."

Rachel rolled her eyes and walked off.

"Are you going to audition, Mercedes?"

"I guess so. What about you?"

"Yeah! I think it would be really fun. Maybe I'll be the star!"

"Dorothy's the star, and no offense but I think you're wrong for the part."

"Well, maybe I'll be one of the other stars, like the Scarecrow or the Lion or something."

"Is Blaine going to audition too?"

"I don't know... I'll have to ask him if he wants to. But first, I want to show him my pom poms, I'll be right back!" Kurt said before racing over to where Blaine was playing football with Artie.

He'd gotten so caught up in the drama of Karofsky that he almost forgot to mention the play.

"Oh! Blaine, I forgot to tell you!" Kurt said as he helped Blaine up. "The camp is doing Wizard of Oz, are you going to audition?"

"Audition? Gee, I don't know. Maybe I'd be better helping out backstage."

"Backstage? But, why? Don't you sing?"

"Yeah... in my room, alone, where nobody care hear me."

"But it'll be so much fun, and we could do it together!"

"Well, it does sound like fun."

"So, you'll do it?"

"I suppose so, you might be right, it might end up being fun."

"Yay! I'm so glad you want to do this! We are going to end up being the stars of the play, and it will be fabulous!" Kurt said as he put his arm around Blaine's shoulder.

Blaine couldn't help but laugh at Kurt's excitement... maybe he was right, maybe this musical would be fun.