ANB – Chapter 04: Marissa & Kitty, and Betty, Oh, My! (Depreciated)

Glee – Season Six: A New Beginning: Chapter 4: Marissa & Kitty, and Betty, Oh, My!

By WildeAbrams

Authors Notes: hello all, sorry it has been so long since my last update! First I want to clear up a misconception that I’ve run into. Some of you have noticed that I started a new story called The Ballad of Kitty and Artie, leading at least one of you to believe that perhaps I had abandoned this story. Nothing could be further from the truth.

I haven’t stopped. I just hit a dry spell on this one. I’ve actually been writing both simultaneously, because they are two parts of the same story arc and I decided that I needed a little inspiration. I’ve established that Kitty goes back to being her old b*** self without Artie and the glee club around anymore, but I needed to get her right, so I went back to the beginning.

This chapter is going to feature interaction between Kitty and Betty, as well as Marisa (the image of catfish) and Ryder, so I need Kitty to be at her bitchiest lol. Trust me, I have outlines and a lot of stuff written, so none of this will be abandoned.

I’ve also gone back through all of the episodes as well as my notes, and discovered that I had gotten some of the chronology wrong (specifically the date of the Fort Lauderdale Film Festival, which has to match up with the date of the birth of Will and Emma’s son, and Rachel’s Broadway Debut). So I needed to rework the outline to accommodate that. Now that I’ve figured that stuff out, updates should come faster.

I write what I’m inspired to write, so there’s also the fact that I have a bunch of stuff from season 4 written but can’t publish it until the early stuff is done.

For those of you who have read the first three chapters, you probably want to go back and re-read them, as I’ve reuploaded them with revisions. I have a much better idea where the story is going than i did when i started, and needed to clarify some things.

I hope you enjoy the latest update!


During the early morning hours, Kitty Wilde walked through the halls of the school beginning with the former choir room which was now a computer lab, through familiar halls toward the auditorium as she sang So Far Away:

So far away
Doesn’t anybody stay in one place anymore
It would be so fine to see your face at my door
Doesn’t help to know you’re just time away

Long ago I reached for you and there you stood
Holding you again could only do me good
Oh, how I wish I could
But you’re so far away

One more song about moving along the highway
Can’t say much of anything that’s new
If I could only work this life out my way
I’d rather spend it being close to you

But you’re so far away
Doesn’t anybody stay in one place anymore
It would be so fine to see your face at my door
Doesn’t help to know you’re so far away

Traveling around sure gets me down and lonely
Nothing else to do but close my mind
I sure hope the road don’t come to own me
There’s so many dreams I’ve yet to find

But you’re so far away
Doesn’t anybody stay in one place anymore
It would be so fine to see your face at my door
Doesn’t help to know you’re so far away

As she ended up at the photo of for nationals win photo hanging on the wall in the annex of the auditorium, she kissed her fingers and then affixed them to the photo of her boyfriend Artie Abrams.


Marissa sat in her history class listening to Mr. Schue drone on about some civil war battle and tried to make sense of what had happened in Drama Club.

She had been pleasantly supposed to see Ryder, the cute boy who had serenaded her with that sweet Elton John song the previous spring, but then proceeded of ignore her for the rest of the year. She understood that he might have been uncomfortable around her for a while, given the fact that he’d been catfished by someone using her image. But it had been seven months. Shouldn’t he have gotten over it at least a little? She had really been looking forward to drama club this year, but if things didn’t get any better, she might have to bow out. She’d always been the shy quiet type and if she was going to use drama to get out of her shell then she was going to need to feel comfortable in the club and right now she didn’t.


Kitty sat in the lunch commons and glared at “the bitch”, as she had begun to think of Betty. It was easier than “the girl in the wheelchair with the disturbingly massive boobs,” as she’d always refer to her. She was eating with a group of Cheerios, including Celeste and Suzanne, two girls who had previously been in Kitty’s lunch crew.

Kitty, meanwhile, ate alone. Ever since Principal Sylvester had promoted Bree to Captain of the Cheerios, she had discouraged the others from socializing with her as punishment for foiling her plan to humiliate Tina at prom the previous spring. She knew that Bree would like nothing better than to kick her off the squad entirely, but she was one of the strongest members, and Coach Roz would never allow that.

Things had lessened a bit since Kitty had become Principal Sues assistant and laid down the law with Bree, but she knew it was far from over.

For now she had to bide her time until the opportunity arose to destroy her enemies.

Normally she would eat with Marley and Ryder or Unique, but they were off somewhere else today. A year ago, she would have been eating at the popular table with cheerleaders and jocks, but she had given up that privilege by joining and befriending the Glee Club that previous year and dating Artie. Initially she’d been able to keep her feet in both worlds, but when Bree – the most vile human being on the planet – was made Captain of the Cheerios the previous spring, she’d been forced to make a choice. And she chose Glee.

Initially she’s been completely comfortable with her choice because it had gotten her some real friends, as well as her boyfriend Artie. At times like this, however, she felt a small part of her regret her choice. It sucked being alone, and she really missed having a boyfriend who actually went to school with her. Phone conversations and video chat via Google Hangouts were just not the same, and had been happening less and less.


Betty sat at lunch with her new friends Celeste and Suzanne telling them about her past accomplishments as Captain of her old cheerleading squad, and featured soloist of Vocal Adrenaline. They seemed genuinely impressed with her accomplishments, but Betty was having a hard time following the conversation. She could practically feel a Kitty’s glare on the back of her head. Finally the other girls noticed the source of her distraction.

“How much longer are you going to put up with her glaring at you like that?” Celeste wanted to know.


“Kitty. We’ve all noticed her watching you with that cold glare of hers. You’re a senior. She’s a junior. Put her in her place.” Celeste explained.

“I’m new here, and to the squad. I don’t want to antagonize anyone and make any enemies this close to the beginning of the year.” She explained. “Just trying to minimize the drama.”

“You don’t really need to worry about that.” Suzanne added. “The only friends she has left are the former glee club group. Everyone else stopped caring about her when she started dating Artie Abrams, and most of the jocks and cheerleaders started to hate her when she crossed Bree last spring over the prom queen election.”

“What do you mean?”

“For the previous two years, prom queen has been some loser from glee club, and Bree and the rest of us felt that one of the three of us Cheerios who were nominated should win. At the time Kitty was the most popular. But not only did she decide not to campaign for it but she put her support behind that other glee candidate. We tried to convince her of the error of her ways, even going so far as to make posters for her. But she tore them down, and replaced them with ones for her friend.”

“Then when it became obvious that it was a losing battle,” Celeste continued, “Kitty crossed us and attempted to save her friend from being Carried at prom by an underclassmen girl Bree bribed. She wasn’t completely successful but still crossed us.”

“What’s her problem with you anyway?” Suzanne wanted to know.

“I hooked up with Artie Abrams at my aunt and uncles almost wedding. From the way he pursued me I thought was single.”

“When was this?”

“Last Valentine’s day weekend.”

“Um, Kitty and Artie didn’t start dating until just before prom in April. At the time Kitty was dating that creepy Puckerman guy.”


“No, his older brother …. I think his name is Noah, but everyone called him Puck. He was like 20 years old and creeped most of us out. She started dating him after Jake dumped her after and refused her attempts to get back together. ”

“Then why does she even care that I hooked up with and dated Artie?”

“I think Kitty’s been in love with Artie pretty much since she met him.” Suzanne added. “We used to be friends, and I saw her watching and talking to him several times last year. She acted like a total bitch when people were watching, and very different when she didn’t think anyone was. She wasn’t at the wedding, but when I texted her that everyone was hooking up, she seemed jealous when I told her about you.”

“That makes sense I guess.” Betty realized.

“She was so obvious. But she would never date him because of his social standing until just before prom when she had a change of heart. She’s got it bad. Even now with him graduated and the two of them agreeing that they can see other people, she’s still pining over him. She’s still got his pic in her locker and on her phone. I’ve seen her looking at it several times.”

“Wait I thought they were broken up?”

“Yeah so does everybody else…. But tell that to Kitty.” Celeste said. “But she thinks they are going to pick things up when she graduates.”

Betty rolled her eyes. “If the way he pursued me is any indication, I’m sure he’s bedded two or three other women by now.”

“Why would anyone want to screw someone in a wheelchair?” Celeste asked, then realizing what she said, added, “sorry…”

“You’d be surprised,” Betty responded, showing no indication that she was insulted.”I’ve bedded some of the hottest jocks at Carmel. But believe it or not Artie Abrams was and continues to be the best I’ve ever had.”


“Yes, I may be in a chair, but I’m also a cheerleader, and I have this.” She hefted her ample breasts.

“I meant about him being the best,” she clarified with a giggle.

The bell rang, and the three of them gathered their belongings to go to the next class.

“Thanks for the insight ladies,” Betty told them

“No problem.”


Kitty watched this exchange from across the quad. The longer the three girls talked the angrier she got. When the bell rang, she saw Betty wheel off I’m the opposite direction of the other two. Kitty tossed her trash and darter after Betty.

“Hey, crippy-slutwhore.” She called out.

When they were out of the crowd of students, Betty stopped, turned, and looked Kitty over up and down condescendingly, “What do you want, looser?”

“What’s your angle?”

“Excuse me?”

“What are you plotting?”

“I’m not plotting anything except that best route to my next class.”

“I think you know what I mean.”

“Why don’t you tell me and then you will be sure that I know what you mean.”

“Why are you here?”

“Relax, itty bitty titty Kitty, I know you’re jealous that I hooked up with your ex boyfriend, but news flash you weren’t together at the time.”

“He’s not my ex-”

“Um, news flash! You’re allowed to see other people. That’s called breaking up.”

“Neither of us is actually dating anyone, and you had better not be planning to try to steal him back!”

“No thanks. He may be good in the sack, but he’s also boring as hell. He totally ruined that X-Men movie for me talking throughout it,” Betty told her.

“And as for him not seeing anyone else…., Um, I find that head to believer. That boy has a voracious sexual appetite, and if you made the mistake of giving him a free pass to see others, I’m sorry but he’s definitely been screwing around.”

Kitty was so angry about the way this bitch was disparaging Artir that she lost her temper.

“You take that back!”

“Why? it’s true!”

And with that Kitty lashed out and slapped her full on the face.

The two of them just stare at eachother for a moment, before Kitty groaned, turned and stormed off.

Betty sat there stunned.


That afternoon Marissa was sitting in the library during her study period when Unique approached her.

“Do you mind if I sit down,” she asked.

“Go ahead,” the younger girl responded.

“I’m Unique,” she began. “I thought we should talk.”

“I know who you are. I remember from drama club.” She asked. “Talk about what?”

“I think I owe you an apology and an explanation,” Unique began.

“For what?” She wanted to know.

“I’m the reason Ryder is treating you so poorly.”

“You’re the catfish ?”

“You know about that?”

“Yes. ”

“I’m sorry I chose your image,” Unique told her. “I just needed something that I thought he would like and that looked nothing like me.”

“So you had a crush on him?”

“Yes, but there is more to it than that….” She she launched into the story of how Ryder had refused to acknowledge that Unique was a girl because she had a penis and keep calling her dude. She had adopted this alter ego to try go get him to see things differently, but found herself falling in love and gotten in too deep to stop. Things had eventually come to a header and he’d threatened to leave glee. They eventually worked things out, but things were never the same after that.

“So does that mean you’re over him?” Marissa wanted to know.

“Yeah, pretty much,” Unique told her, but seeing the hopeful look in Marissa’s eyes, she added, “Don’t get your hopes up though. That boy only has eyes for Marley Rose, and ever since she dumped Jake Puckerman, he’s gotten it into his head that he’s got a chance with her.”

Marissa deflated.

“Don’t worry girl, she said. “There are plenty of other fish I’m the sea,” and put her hand on the younger girl’s shoulder.


That afternoon Kitty was asked to come into Principal Sylvester’s office where Emma and Betty Pillsbury were sitting. Betty had a noticeable red mark on her cheek, which Kitty pretended to ignore.

“Kitty,” Sue began, “what would you say if I told you that this student had accused you of assault!”

“I would say their she has no proof,” Kitty answered matter-of-factly.

“What do you call this!?” Betty said angrily, gesturing to the swollen mark on her face.

“Obviously the result of some form of accident,” Kitty answered. “You really ought to be more careful. If your face swells up so much that it can’t be covered up with makeup, Coach Roz might suspend you from the Cheerios…wouldn’t that be a shame?”

Kitty gave her an evil grin.

“You did this!” Betty told her angrily.

“Do you have a witnesses?”

“Of courses not! You made sure to do it in an empty corridor.”

“Then it’s her word against mine,” Kitty concluded, addressing Principal Sylvester. “And in this case I think my word as a third year student and student secretary holds more weight then this newbie.”

“Good enough for me.” Sue said.

“Aren’t you going to do something!?” Emma asked.

“No,” Sue told her, “I’m not.”

Both Pillsbury women a stormed our.

When they were alone, Sue asked, “Did she deserve it?”

“She was attacking the character of my man,” Kitty said simply.

“Oh, How is Stumbles?” Sue asked.

“Fine,” Kitty told her

As Kitty turned to leave, Sue added, “Be more careful next time.”


Ryder Lynn walked into the study hall and approached Marissa who was sitting at the table.

“Mind if I join you?” He asked.

“Are you sure you want to?” She asked. “I mean my presence might be too traumatic for you,” she added sarcastically.

“I deserved that,” he told her. “Look, I know that you are aware of what happened last spring with Unique…”

She nodded.

“And if you remember from the day we met, it really shook me up,” he added.

She nodded, “yeah.”

“Well the truth is if really shook me to the core. I lashed out at my friends, threatened to quit Glee Club, and really began to question a lot of things,” he explained. “Now I know it’s not your fault, but I couldn’t help but be reminded of that when I saw you, the physical manifestation of what happened -”

“- and I totally get that, that’s why I kept my distance the rest of last year,” Marissa added. “But it’s been like 7 months!”

“-and I should have gotten over it by now,” he added. “You’re right. I’ve been acting like a dick to you. That’s not fair, and I’m sorry.”

He took her hand.

She smiled, and said, “you’re forgiven, as long as you make an effort to change your behavior.”

“Deal,” he promised. “I really am sorry.”

“I know,” she told him with a smile. “Now that we’re take care of that. Can I maybe give you my number…!”

“Um, I’m sorry,” he responded. “But Marley is single now and I just feel I need to peruse that more before giving up on it.”

She smiled and added, “I understand. If that doesn’t work out or when you get tired of chasing after her, let me know.”

He nodded.


And so we have it. Most of the conflict has been resolved or calmed down. I know the story has gotten kind of dark, but the next chapter is a little happier so stay tuned.

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