Fifth Prompt Post
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All of Finn's worrying about Rachel telling the school about Kurt turned out to be unfounded. She told their friends that Finn had hit her.
"Not on purpose," she hastened to say. "You know how Finn is when he's dancing. I think we all remember how my nose got broken last year."
"Are you going to get a fore-job?" Brittany asked.
Rachel gaped at her. "I'm sorry, a what?"
"You know, where they reshape your forehead? It'll look super hot."
"I agree," Santana said. "Your face could do with a little reshaping-especially your nose."
As Rachel's hand went up to hide her nose, Finn stood to defend her.
"Leave Rachel alone, you guys. So she has a big nose and a black...ish...forehead. It'll clear up in a couple of weeks and she'll look just fine. Well, not the nose, because that's, like, part of her face, but-"
"Please stop talking," Rachel begged him quietly.
Finally, Mr. Schue stepped in. "We should get started. Finn? Rachel? You want to go first?"
"Thank you, Mr. Schue." Rachel smiled at him gratefully.
The two of them were halfway through 'Somewhere Out There" when a flash of flannel caught Finn's eye, followed immediately by the sight of his mother, trailed by Kurt, walking by the closed choir room door. He caught sight of Kurt glancing at the window into the room as he passed.
Finn's voice trailed off and, beside him, Rachel tried to soldier on alone, though her voice faltered a few noticeable seconds between notes. She gave Finn a desperate look, but he was already headed out the door.
"Mom?"
At the sight of him, Kurt zipped to Burt's side, almost burying himself behind his arm.
Carole turned and smiled at Finn, clearly surprised. "Finn, honey, aren't you supposed to be in class?"
"Yeah, but-what are you guys doing here?"
"We're going to see about enrolling Kurt in school," Burt said. He moved his arm to wrap it around Kurt's shoulder. Kurt immediately stepped away from him.
"My school?" Finn asked, appalled. Kurt couldn't come to his school. He'd drag Finn's popularity down like a sinking stone. "He can't even read. How's he going to do the work?"
"It's just for an hour or two, for special ed classes. That a problem?"
"Finn?" Rachel stepped out into the hallway. "Is everything all right?"
"Kurt's going to enroll here." Finn felt numb, in denial. The football team was finally winning this year, too. He'd have to work extra hard to stay on the top of the social food chain.
Rachel hesitated on her next words. It was obvious that Finn wasn't happy at this new turn of events.
"That's nice. Maybe...maybe he'd like to come visit the Glee Club sometime. Wouldn't that be fun, Kurt?"
Kurt frowned at her. "That's not cool."
"He sounds like he goes here already," Rachel joked.
Finn stared at Kurt, looking as if he'd just swallowed a lemon whole.
"Guys," Mr. Schue said from the door. "Everything all right out here?"
"Everything's fine," Finn said. He turned to Rachel and held out his hand. "We should probably go finish our song."
"Sure." Rachel smiled at the Hummels. "It's nice to see you again."
Finn's hand tightened on her's and he tugged her back into the room, his face set in a deep frown.
(...tbc...)
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