Meeting Artie Abrams(fanfiction)

History

                  

Artie's POV

As I wheeled to my first class which was history, I couldn't get hazel out of my head. Her eyes. It was like staring into a tunnel that never ends. I'm getting chills just thinking about it because it was like I could feel the loneliness, the sadness, lost hope, and rejection. Poor girl. She was so pretty but I could tell she didn't feel it. I don't know why she helped me I mean I'm some nerd in a chair who has never missed a day of school and who tucks their shirts into their pants. I want to help her so I'm going to be her friend. As I turn the corner and roll into the classroom, I see her by herself in the back of the room. I make my way to her.

Hazel's POV

When I walked into the history room there was only a couple of kids hanging out so I worked my way to the back. I decided this would be a good time to pull out my school supplies I bought for this class and organize them. I was almost finished when I heard the door open. I looked up and seen Artie making his way toward me. I roll my eyes and go back to working on my stuff.

"Hi", said Artie when I didn't look up.

"Look I seen that you needed some help so I helped you. You don't owe me anything", I said the nicest way I could.

"Oh no. no I'm here because I was hoping we could be friends. Your new here and it's good for you to be able to talk to someone. I want you to be able get to know this school better and how it works".

"No. I think I have a pretty good idea of how this school works. As a matter of fact this school is pretty sad. Jocks go around pushing kids around who can't do anything about it and people thinks it's funny! Look Artie you seem great but if I want to fit in at this school, I don't want to be seen with you",

"Oh well that's ok. I get that a lot. This wheel chair doesn't come with friends but it was nice meeting you. Even though you don't want to be my friend, I always here to talk. I hope your first day here goes well.  No matter how lonely you feel just know you're not alone. I'm here."

Then after he gave me a hopeful smile he wheel to front of the room where the teacher began to talk. That hit me hard when he said that. All I wanted to do was talk. I never get to because no one really cares and really understands me. I could feel my heart melt when he said that. Even though he was in a chair and couldn't possibly feel lonelier than me, he still took the time to come over here to talk to me. But instead of me being thankful for his kindness, I crumbled it up and threw it away. I'm such a bad person. But I need to be popular. I have to be. And I know what I can do to get on top. I'm going to try out for the cheer team.

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