Titanium: a glee fic (S4)

Heart Break and New Flames (Break-Up)

I stood at my locker checking my freshly dyed blue-green hair in the mirror when, I saw my group walk up in the corner of my eye.

"What up? what up?" I asked as they all stopped around me, "I haven't seen you guys since the song break in the cafeteria,"

"We need to talk," Mitch said,

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The five of us walked into the choir room, everyone stared at us,

"What do you guys want?" Tina asked,

"Can we help you?" Mr. Schu asked, I gave a slight smile.

"I sure do hope so," I said, "You see we have done some thinking, and we have decided that we would like to give Glee club another chance.  Since you all seem to have returned back to normal, somewhat, and no longer overly-obsessed with being popular.  We now would like to come back and join you, so what do ya say Mr. Schu?"

"If they come back it should be on probation or something," Tina said, I raised my finger

"That's bull, you all accepted Quinn back in a heartbeat, so bite me Chang." I said, "I may not have been here for that but I know these things,"

"I think since Mr. Schu is in charge, he should make the decisions," Artie said swooping in, I nodded we all looked at Mr. Schu,

"Is that even a question?" He said standing up spreading his arms out, "Welcome you guys," everyone cheered and embraced us with open arms... For the most part

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So here I am... I showed up at Breadstix at 7:30 on the dot to see Artie waiting at a table, I walked up and he smiled at me, which I returned.

"Hey, sorry that my hair is all frizzy, its raining hardcore outside," I said sliding my coat off and brushed the rain off of my skirt.

"Hey, it's no problem, I didn't even notice." he said, I settled down in my seat, we sat in silence for a moment before he said, "You know what I have noticed though?"

"That this isn't my real hair color?" he gave a small laugh,

"No, that we've known each other for, about a year now,"

"Yeah,"

"And we don't really know that much about each other," I gave him a small smile, but on the inside, my stomach dropped to the floor, "So spill, what's the story of Miss Jackson," I shifted uncomfortably.

"Okay, well, I created the creative writing club at McKinley, I am in way to many AP classes to count, I am going to go to community college first but the end goal is Baldwin Wallace University, which is a family tradition, it's basically the only one I will follow cause the rest are lame.  I have lettered in varsity basketball three times, four this year, I work at Big John's which you already knew that, and yeah... That's pretty much it." I said all basically in one breath.  He looked at me impressed,

"Wow, that's a lot for someone to take on," he said, I shrugged, "Especially for someone that has been through a trauma like you." I tilted my head in confusion,