Hi guys! This is my first fanfiction! I hope you enjoy! Please review, good or bad! (but please be good :)

There will be more of this story, I promise.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, but i wish i did.

Chapter 1

It was a pretty ordinary day in the life of Kurt Hummel. He woke up, put his uniform on after his very long morning moisturizing routine. He went to classes, ate lunch, went to more classes, and then went to Warbler rehearsal.

Right when he walked in it was chaos. All he heard was "THIS IS A KANGAROO COURT" "YOU MOCK US, SIR!" and other Warblers yelling at each other. Wes was trying to get everybody to be quiet, banging on his gavel repeatedly, but it wasn't working. Finally, he stopped trying to be civilized.

"EVERYBODY SHUT UP RIGHT NOW OR I SWEAR ON MY GAVEL I WILL KICK YOU OUT AND HOLD NEW AUDITIONS!" As soon as the words "I swear on my gavel" were said everybody stopped talking and looked at Wes. He does not swear anything on his gavel, so this must be important.

"Thank god you guys stopped talking. Ok, so I have to tell you guys what the plan is for the week is. We are going to go and sing at one of the schools we are competing against" "Which one?" called out Jeff.

"McKinley" Wes said with a grin. "The New Directions won't know what hit them. "Oh Gaga, no" Kurt said He was looking around like he was about to faint. Blaine and Nick ran up to him and sat him down, telling him to take deep breaths. "Kurt, what's wrong with McKinley?" Nick asked. Only Blaine knew what happened in Kurt past. He looked at Kurt, not really knowing what to say. The others knew Kurt was bullied, but not to a great extent.

"I need to make a phone call" Kurt said suddenly, jumping up from his seat, only to be pulled back down by Blaine and Nick. "Kurt, you almost fainted. You cannot just get up and leave. If you have to make the phone call from your seat"

Kurt took out his phone and started to call Mercedes, knowing the New Directions had practice right now. "Kurt, please put them on speaker" Wes said, and Kurt didn't have the energy to say anything back.

"WHITE BOY? WHY YOU CALLING ME IN THE MIDDLE OF PRACTICE? THIS BETTER BE IMPORTANT!" Mercedes pretty much screamed into the phone. "Mercedes, is that Kurt?" "Kurt I want to talk to him!" "I want to talk to my Dolphin!" were all screamed into the phone at the same time.
"Guys, be quiet, this is important" Kurt said into the phone. "The Warblers are coming on an unannounced date to sing at McKinley." The Warblers looked shocked that Kurt had just told the enemy what was going on, but nobody said anything. "Oh" was all that Mercedes said.

Suddenly, you can hear a lot of screaming through the phone. It sounded like Finn, Puck, Sam, Mike, and Artie were about to leave the room, with the girls telling them to sit back down.

"GUYS! If you leave that room I swear I will come find each and everyone of you and take out those hidden blades that Coach Sylvester makes us keep on us all day long and cut you!" Kurt said. The Warblers looked shocked. Some look scared, and others just plain confused. "Warblers, stop looking at me like that" Kurt snapped. "'Cedes, are they all sitting?" "Barely White Boy."

"Ok, you guys listen to me. I do not want any of you telling K-Karo- Him about this at all. It might be less painful." The Warblers are now starting to look a little worried, but Blaine looked like he wanted to join the New Direction boys.

"Hey Kurt, its Finn. We could form like a human shield around you if you want." "Finn Hudson, I do not go to McKinley anymore, and I have to show these guys how to get around anyway. Even if you were there it wouldn't help. You know how they work"

"Hummel, you want me to beat the crap out of them" "Puckerman, do you really want to go back to Juvie?" Kurt asked. The Warblers looked at each other in shock. One of them went to Juvie? What is wrong with this club?

"Oh is it my sweet, sweet Porcelain." Kurt stared at the phone in shock. "Coach Sylvester?" he asked. "So Porcelain, I heard you were on the phone, and I decided to stop by. What do I have the unfortunate honor of talking to you for?" The Warblers looked at each other, never hearing a teacher talk this out of character before. "Well, I was calling the other to tell Glee Club that the Warblers and I will be performing at McKinley in a few days." "Well then, I will just have to have you perform with the Cheerios on that day. Do you still have your uniform?" "Yes Coach, but I quit! I don't even-" Kurt was saying, but to be cut off by Ms. Sylvester.

"You remember that contract?" Kurt sighed, realizing what he had signed up for last year. "Ok Coach, but what number?" "Hmm… Maybe Four Minutes." Kurt gulped. "Ok Coach." "Porcelain, I am going to hang up this phone, because I don't want you talking to this club. SHUESTER! I am going to light that rabbit on your head on fire and do a tap dance over the remains!" Sue yelled, before hanging up.

Kurt started banging his head on the Coach, saying "no, no, no, no" over and over again. Blaine tried to get him to stop, and he slowed down, but nether less kept banging his head on the table.

"Kurt…" Wes started to say, but he didn't really know how to finish his sentence off." "Ok, I am going to take over for Wes, why are you so scared, why did the guys over the phone sound ready to kill someone, and who the heck was that lady?" Asked David. The Warblers all mumbled there agreements, most of them still trying to process that phone call.

"Oh guys, I am going to leave it as a surprise, as to not worry you. Now, I will be heading to my room to try to figure out which one of my uniforms I like the least so I can make sure I wear it when we go." Kurt said, starting to walk out of the room.

"Kurt, practice isn't over!" Wes called, but Kurt was already long gone.