Over the Rainbow.

Dear Diary,

Today was horrible. Remember how I was planning to join the glee club here at Carmel? Vocal Adrenaline? It never happened. They kicked me out of the group.

Their version of an initiation was base and horrible. It also revealed my secret in the process.

Flashback

Freak

Get away from me

Creep

Your not welcome here.

Go die in a ditch

Get out NOW!

I rush upstairs and grab as much stuff as I can in a duffle bag.

I go outside, turn on my bike, and ride away as fast as I can

In the distance "AND STAY OUT!"

I drive as fast as I can, away from the hellhole. The rain is pouring heavily on my Marc Jacobs leather jacket. Pulling up into the drive of the all too familiar house, I grab my bag and quietly ring the doorbell. My aunt opens the door, understanding flashing in her calm grey eyes. She knows my secret, both her, my uncle and cousin do. She knows my parents and their fury She gives me a bear hug and leads me inside. Dialing my cousin, within 10 minutes he come barreling in, his normally gelled hair curly from the rain. He and his friend sit on either side of me, their presence comforting me.

Chapter One

"Shh" Blaine whispered to his cousin. "It's going to be okay." Kris looked up slightly, noticing Blaine's friend.

"Who are…?" The boy smiled.

"I'm Kurt, your brother's roommate at school."

"Oh" Kris processed that. "I guess he told you..." Kurt grinned.

"Don't worry, I'm gay too." Kris smiled through her tears.

"You know what always helps me when I'm sad?" She gave him a puzzled look." "Singing. " Kris sighed and walked over to the baby grand piano that her aunt and uncle bought for her and Blaine for Christmas... Kris took a deep breath and began to play.

Kurt could hear the resemblance in Kris's and Jesse St. James' voices, but found that she sounder more similar to he cousin than anything; dramatic and powerful, but more so full of depth and emotion. There was something there, something that made the audience want to hear more. He looked to Blaine, who mouthed to him,

"Her mother was on Broadway for a few years and insisted she take singing lessons from when she was three." Kurt gaped at that and turned back to Kris' song. She really could pull off "I Dreamed a Dream" from Les Mis. He remembered Rachel saying that that song was the one her mom had Jesse give her in a form of a tape so she could find Rachel.

"Irony" Kurt thought, "That the same song could be sung by two different people, connected by a close link, who feel the same emotion over loss of loved ones."

Kurt listened to the final heart wrenching bars of the song that came from the tiny girl. When she hit the last notes, Kurt and Blaine softly clapped. Aunt Amanda walked into the room with a mug of hot chocolate.

"What's going to happen with me now?" Kris asked suddenly.

"I take it you don't want to go to Carmel?" Kris violently shook her head.

"Why don't we try homeschooling for now? You'll also be living with us." Kurt jumped into the conversation.

"Mrs. Anderson, I would almost suggest McKinley, but the homophobes wouldn't help." Kris looked up.

"That's the school with that amazing glee club yeah?" Kurt nodded. Kris sat up indignant.

"You guys totally should of won! Aural Intensity was two keys too high in pitch, and Vocal Adrenaline had no soul." Kurt looked at the petite girl astonished.

"You saw us at Regionals?" Kris nodded.

"My parents insisted that I see the awe inspiring show choir that I was destined to star in." Kris became silent.

"I think I could deal with the homophobes..."

"It's not that simple." Blaine stated flatly.

"There's Karosky." Kris paused.

"Let me guess... closeted homophobe?"

Kurt was shocked.

"How did you..." Kris' smile grew.

"Luck and intuition?" quoting Lady Gaga's hit "Poker face". Kurt hesitated.

"The glee club also won't likely accept you, just because they'll think you're a spy. Kris sighed and sipped her cocoa. Tears began to fall, and the porcelain skinned brunette cringed.

"It's going to be okay Kris." He hugged her tightly. Silently, he made a promise inside his head.

"It gets better. I know it will." Blaine put a hand on Kurt's shoulder, and the three sat in silence, listening to the rain.

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