Disclaimer: I do not own Glee Or Pretty Little Liars

This Fan-fiction story was originally ChrisColferLover's but this amazing writer will no longer be continuing this story, so I have taken it upon myself to finish this. The first 19 chapters belong to ChrisColferLover.

Notes: Kurt hasn't met Blaine. Karofsky never kissed Kurt. Santana hasn't told Brittany she loves her. Sue's sister never died (and the New Directions are on her bad side). Santana, Brittany, Quinn, and Kurt are cheerleaders. Puck isn't with Lauren (who isn't in the club). The prom queen thing never happened. Shelby lives in Ohio. Karofsky is still bullying Kurt.

Ok, let's start!

Love and Other Troublemakers

Kurt Hummel was strutting down the hallway. Despite the constant bullying he had to put up with everyday, he always treated the school as his runway. Confidence was the key to making him, and the fabulous clothes he was wearing, seen.

Abruptly, an arm grabbed him, hauling him into the girls' bathroom. He was scared- but then he thought- all of his bullies were guys; they usually pulled him into the guys' bathroom.

There standing before him was Santana Lopez. Suddenly, the fear was back.

"Hummel!" she said viciously.

Kurt gawked at her with bulging eyes.

"I need you to do something for me."

Kurt's heart was hammering against his chest. Nothing she was about to say would be good. As the words poured out of her mouth, he was proven right.

"I need you to go out with me."

Kurt focused on her for a second. "Wha-what?"

"You are going to be my boyfriend."

Kurt rectified himself so he could appear less petrified than he actually was. "Santana, honey, you do know that I am gay…right?"

"Yes, I'm aware. But I am also aware that you are tormented everyday here because of your…gayness." Santana suggestively stepped toward Kurt, smoothing down his hair. " Wouldn't you like to make everything easier?"

Kurt studied Santana, removed her hand, and took a step back. "I like myself the way I am, and if the people in this school don't like that, then I don't like them."

Santana pouted. "How are you so fricken confident Hummel!" Santana cried as she pointed an accusing finger at Kurt.

"What's going on Santana?" Kurt hesitantly asked.

Santana drew a breath before shoving Kurt into one of the stalls. "You have to swear on your life not to tell anyone!"

Kurt nodded.

"…I'm in love with Brittany."

""WHA-!"

Santana's hand clamped tight over Kurt's mouth. "I need you to go out with me right now, because I need something to distract me. And more importantly, I need something to distract the entire school."

Kurt wiggled from under Santana's grasp. "Why can't you-"

"I'm not telling anyone Hummel! I see what you go through! I don't wanna go through that! Now just drop it, and be my boyfriend!"

"…Santana…I don't know if you know this, but the entire school already knows I'm gay. Plus, out of all the guys in the world, I'm definitely not going to help your popularity."

"Ok, maybe not, but you are already gay. I've got no problem confiding my…gayness to you!"

"Ok…while I really-and I do mean really- wanna help you with this, I've just made my dad go through this whole-"

Santana crammed Kurt into the stall door. "Go out with me Hummel or I'll kick your ass!"

Rachel Berry held Finn Hudson's hand as they walked out of their Glee rehearsal. She appreciated the feeling of being able to hold his hand again, but it just didn't feel the way she remembered.

"You okay Rach?" Finn asked.

"Yeah," Rachel said, smiling merrily at him. Well, as merrily as she could manage. It was times like these when her flawless acting skills came into play.

"I'm just really worried about the fundraising for Glee club. Last year we got really lucky with all of the money, but we just can't depend on luck this year. We all have to contribute."

Finn nodded, his face indecipherable. Rachel could never ascertain whether he was actually listening to her half of the time.

"I have to go Finn." Rachel plucked away.

"Aw, why?"

"Dance lessons," she lied.

Finn pulled her in one last time for a kiss goodbye. "Okay, I'll see you later."

Even Finn's kiss just didn't have the same effect on her as it used to. Maybe Rachel was just anticipating too much out of him.

Rachel ambled to her car, pulling out her phone. Hey. I'm coming over today. I wanted to ask you something.

Quinn watched Sam and Mercedes pass her by in the hallway. Her heart scorched at the sight of them holding hands. Quinn had to be such an idiot to choose Finn over Sam. Finn was apparently still in love with Rachel, and nothing Quinn could do would alter that. But she didn't care to break up Rachel and Finn. Sam was more suited for her than Finn.

Sam was gentle and generous with Quinn. He was faithful. Sam even gave her a promise ring.

Quinn proceeded to her class before Coach Sylvester came up to meet her.

"What have you got for me today Q?"

"Nothing much. We're just low on money, and we're not really sure how we can pay all the fees this year."

"Well I want you to prevent them from getting that money. Without it, they wont be able to compete, and Glee club will finally be over."

Quinn nodded.

"All right, if you don't have anything else to say to me, then I'll be making fun of Schuster's hair."

Quinn rolled her eyes, as Sue walked away. Quinn had only gone back to helping her "sabotage" glee so that she could retain her position as cheer captain.

"It's so hard being me."

Puck watched Rachel pull out of the parking lot. He knew he promised Finn he would stay away from her, but he couldn't help himself. Puck regretted not going through with it the last time they made out, but he knew she was only doing it to generate jealousy from Finn. Puck desired to be with her, but only if she desired to be with him. Not to mention, Finn was his best friend, and Puck wasn't going to emotionally wound him again. Quinn was mistake number one, but to repeat that blunder, even if there would be no pregnancy, would make Puck an unredeemable fool.

Puck heard footsteps behind him. It was Kurt.

Crap. He parked by Hummel's car. The two of them exchanged awkward glances, before Kurt hurried into his car and drove off.

Kurt had appeared shaken.

He didn't tell anyone…did he? Puck would kick that kid's ass if he found out he had. And he would find out. No one could ever know. If it were up to Puck it would've never even happened. But, if everything were up to Puck, he would have Rachel Berry instead of Finn.

Santana pranced into her house. Threatening Kurt was more effortless than she thought it would be. Still, she couldn't help but feel a little remorseful.

"Whatever. It's not like any guy at school wants to be with him."

Santana, detecting chicken enchiladas, sauntered into the kitchen.

"Hola, mami." Santana gave her mom a kiss.

" Hey, mija. How was school? Any cute boys?" Santana's mother winked at her.

Santana conjured up her most impressive embarrassed look. "Ma, they don't wanna date me-"

"Mija, the boys are loco if they don't wanna date you. What about that boy Puck who was 'just your friend'" Santana's mom inquired, using air quotes.

"I told you Ma, nothing happened between us! We were just friends, like Brittany and me."

"Brittany hasn't been over here in awhile! What is up with you two? Brittany used to come over every single day, she was like my second daughter."

"I don't know Ma. We just have a lot of studying and homework to do, and this is junior year. You know what? Speaking of homework…I'm gonna do that now."

"Okay mija. Dinner will be ready in an hour."

When Santana reached her bedroom, her content expression faded.

Okay, so her parents didn't know that she was a total slut. And they definitely did not know of her relationship with Brittany. And Santana cherished those facts. They could all just be a big, happy, normal family. Santana could get out more, because she had their total trust. They only knew that Santana had gone out with Sam.

One thing they never expected was that their daughter was in love with her best friend. Her female best friend.

Finn entered Coach Beiste's office. "Sup Coach, what did you wanna talk to me about?"

"Sit down Hudson," Beiste began.

"Uh-oh."

"Okay- it's a new school year, and in order for me to be fair to all of the players on the team, we're holding tryouts again. They'll be tomorrow."

"…But I'll be quarterback again…right?"

"I need to be fair to Sam."

Yup, uh-oh was correct. "But I won the championship last year! I brought this team together!" Finn argued.

"It's not fair to Sam, Hudson! He also did really well. How well you do in tryouts- and how well your attitude improves- will determine if you can maintain your quarterback status."

"I don't even think Sam is going to be able to make it to all of the games this year. He's been having a lot going on."

"He knows being quarterback is a commitment. Let him and me be the judge of whether or not he'll be able to make that commitment."

Finn walked out of the office. He couldn't not be quarterback; it was the only thing he had left going for his reputation. There was actually a legitimate chance of Sam beating him for that quarterback spot. Finn pulled out his phone.

"Hey, Sam. I was wondering if you wanted to chill tonight? You know, to take off the pressure of school being back…even though we're like two weeks into school-or three. Anyway, call me back when you get this."

Kurt attempted to concentrate on his homework, but this whole turning straight for Santana thing was bugging him.

"Hey kiddo," his dad, Burt, greeted as he walked into the room.

"Hey dad," Kurt replied, blandly.

"What's wrong Kurt?" Burt demanded, knowing his son too well.

Kurt sighed. There was no use keeping anything from his father. "Do you believe that a person who originally thought they were gay could actually be bisexual?"

Burt raised his eyebrow. "I thought you said you were completely sure you were gay."

"I know, I know, but…I don't know."

"Do you like a girl?"

Kurt couldn't help but be bewildered that his father wasn't more joyous about this. Well, he had already established that his dad was one hundred percent fine with him being gay.

"Um…kind of? I guess."

Burt pursed his lips. "Well… do you wanna talk about it?"

Kurt shook his head.

"Well I'm completely fine with whoever you date as long as it's not someone who would hurt or use you. As long as you're happy."

Kurt tried to smile. If only his dad knew…

"Dude, what number beer was that?" Sam asked laughing.

"Only three dude! Maybe you should lay off of the beer; we have football tryouts tomorrow," Finn informed.

"Crap man! No one told me!" Sam slapped his head.

"That's not good. Doritos?"

"I love these things! I try not to eat them so that I can keep my awesome bod, but they're pretty darn good," Sam explained, shoveling Doritos into his mouth.

"How are things at home?" Finn asked.

Sam sat up and pointed a Dorito at Finn. "My mom and dad are always fighting. My brother and sister are always fighting. Actually, we're all always fighting. There are no fricken cool ranch Doritos, and I had to sell all my exercise equipment for money." Sam paused for a moment, digesting everything. "But maybe we'll win Nationals this year! I need some uplift. But that won't happen if Glee doesn't gain any money. Stupid money! Everything would be free if it were up to me!" Sam beamed at Finn.

Finn felt a pang of guilt in his stomach. Why was he doing this? Sam could've used the elation from becoming quarterback.

"Do you wanna stay over at my house today?" Finn offered.

"Really man? Oh thanks, my parents would kill me twice if I came home drunk."

Finn abetted Sam into his car. Finn had a beer, but…he barely felt dunk. As he commenced to drive, Finn's phone beeped.

Hey,

Driving drunk? What happened to "designated driver"? Didn't really think this one through, did ya Finn? But…you don't really think things out a lot do you? Taking poor Sam out to get sick before your tryouts. Not cool man.

-G

Finn glanced around. Who texted him that? How did they know?

"You okay buddy? The light turned green," Sam slurred.

"Yeah…I'm fine."

Puck strutted into his house wary and prepared to start a fight; he had seen his mom's new boyfriend's car outside their house.

"Hey! You're Noah right?"

Puck met the owner of the car. "It's Puck." Puck observed the man slouching on the couch watching football. He didn't even know this jerk, and he was already making himself comfortable in the Puckerman house.

"Okay, I know this act. You're trying to scare away your mom's boyfriend so you can stay the man of the family. It's okay, my name's Rick." Rick offered his hand.

Puck nudged the hand out if his way. "I think it would be best if you stayed away from my family."

"Noa-Puck, I'm sorry if we got off on the wrong page, but I really like your mother."

"If I had a penny for every scrub who has said that to me, my family would be far away from Lima by now." Puck stalked to his room and slammed his door shut. His phone beeped.

Puck,

So, so much anger…but do you really think Miss Berry would help you with that? Remember that she has always picked Finn over you. And I don't think momma Puckerman would be really happy to find out her little Noah was already scaring away her new boyfriend. I would try to manage that anger before you do something stupid…again. Say hi to Kurt for me!

-G

"What the hell…" Puck speculated aloud. Who would text him that? He attempted to text back, but he remembered he couldn't text back blocked numbers.

"Piece of crap."

*What a girl wants

What a girl needs

Whatever makes me happy sets you free

And I'm thanking you

For knowing exactly

What a girl wants

What a girl needs

Whatever keeps me in your arms

And I'm thanking you

For giving it to me

Rachel set down her hairbrush and gazed into the mirror. She half expected Puck to say, "My ears are starting to hurt. Can we take a break?" That was ludicrous, because he wasn't even there- and there was no reason he should've been.

Rachel grabbed her laptop to check the reviews she got on her MySpace videos. She noticed though, that she had gotten a new email.

"Oh my gosh…OH MY GOSH!"

Her hollering caused her fathers to come hastening in. "Rachie what's wrong?"

"Nothing! Absolutely nothing! I just got called back for my audition! The one for the movie!" Rachel was bouncing on her bed now.

A few months ago, she auditioned for a small role in a movie. It was a low budget film, but that was how all the great actors and actresses started.

A few hours later, Rachel was lying in her bed pondering her luck. No, not luck. There was no luck involved with Rachel's god-given talent. She could've gotten any role she wanted.

Her phone beeped.

Miss Berry,

Congratulations! But wait- that's a paying job. Wouldn't that expel you from Glee Club competition? I don't think the New Directions would be happy about that. Your boyfriend included-if you even remember who that is. Not much of a people pleaser are you?

-G

P.S. Say hi to your mommy for me.

I'm so slow. While I was re-writing this I literally just realized that Kurt and Burt have rhyming names! * Slaps Self *

*Christina Aguilera: What A Girl Wants

Yay! I'm excited to continue this story! I did change it up a little bit (grammar, sentences, some names in later chapters) but the general idea is the same!