Meeting Artie Abrams(fanfiction)

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Arties POV

I will never say I hate my life. I actually wouldn't mind being me if people treated me like they would have if I could stand. Today would have been good if I didn't get slushied and tossed out of my chair. I'm usually good at hiding my tears in when I'm humiliated in front of the school. I mean I'm pretty used to it. It's just that today I saw the hurt in hazels eye and I would have thought that maybe we could've been good friends after I talked to her but she just turned away. She's on the cheerios now so we wouldn't be able to friends. They would never allow it. She would actually get kicked off. But still the hurt in her was undeniable this time. After I heard the bell rang I wheeled out of the bathroom still dripping. I made my way into the Spanish room and decided to sit in the back to avoid attention and on my way I felt someone touch my shoulder. I turned around and saw hazel teary eyed standing there with towels from the locker room.

"I thought you might need these", she said trying to keep her voice steady.

"Thanks", I said trying to avoid eye contact.

"I'm so sorry this has to happen to you. I mean this is crazy. Ok so what you're in a wheel chair. That's torture enough and the fact you have no friends is even sadder".

She was crying now.  I looked up at the last minute as I witnessed the tears flow down her rosy cheeks. I wanted to hug her but I was still highly embarrassed and couldn't even look her in the eye.

"You were so nice to me even when I was highly rude to you. You may not have the best fashion sense and you may be really dorky and nerdy but I think it suites you", she said with a weary smile.

"It's ok. Now that you're cheerio they would never let you be my friend. Thanks for the towels and everything but I don't want you to choose between me and them. I'm used to this just do you and I'll do me", and with that I went to the back of the class.

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