joining Glee, getting bitchy

[fabraymazing]

WHO: Everyone in Glee!
WHAT: Glee rehearsal! (the fourth or fifth)
WHERE: Glee room.
WHEN: Friday...some time of day.
RATING: PG?

The hallways were quiet as Quinn hurriedly bustled toward the room in the music wing, her binder held tightly to her chest. It was moments before classes let out, and Quinn had been able to escape early from Cheerios

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[dancnwithmyself]

Artie raised an eyebrow as he rolled into the choir room and saw Quinn Fabray sitting there, someone he never expected to see in Glee. Quinn Fabray commit social suicide? This should be interesting.

He idly wondered if she would do her usual trick of pretending she didn't know him. It was something that had amused him over the years.

He manoeuvred his chair closish to her that if she wanted to deign to speak to him, she could, if not, he could happily ignore her.

[fabraymazing]

Quinn pursed her lips as the boy wheeled himself into the room and within a relatively close distance of her, looking up from her notes to watch him. As he positioned himself, Quinn pondered her current predicament. If she intended to stay here for a prolonged period of time, she would be seeing him frequently. Ignoring him surely wasn't an option. Quinn inhaled quickly before she cleared her throat.

"Hello, Artie," she said, noncommittally and toward the door.

[dancnwithmyself]

If he could have used his legs, Artie would have fallen off his chair in surprise. Did she actually speak to him, more than just 'get out of the way'? It would be the first time in around eight years.

He pulled himself back together quickly. Okay, she wasn't looking at him, she was pretending that he didn't even exist, but that wasn't entirely new for him. "Hey, Quinn," he replied, smiling ever so slightly. "Didn't expect to see you here."

[fabraymazing]

Quinn could hear the suprise in the boy's voice but chose not to acknowledge it - with any luck, she would be able to pretend as if this wasn't completely out of left field, and they would go on being able to be civil to one another even though she'd basically ignored him from second grade until now.

Quinn looked down at him now, seeing the smile he'd put on, and offered a polite one in response. "I didn't either," she said plainly, giving him a pointed look. "How...are you?" What a stupid question! was all she thought as soon as she spoke.

[dancnwithmyself]

Artie was always good at adapting fast to new situations - like this one. The fact that someone like her was willingly talking to him though, even for a moment or two... he wasn't sure what to make of it. Politeness for now seemed the best way to go, even if Quinn's question was an odd one. It was the way of treading round the whole paraplegic issue.

"I'm fine," he said softly. "Same as ever."

[fabraymazing]

Quinn bit her lip, smiling a tight smile to the boy in understanding, though she realized then that she didn't really understand at all. She hadn't spoken to him since the accident, and Quinn had to give Artie credit for being so open to her even after the fact. A sudden wave of guilt hit her and she swallowed, trying to ignore it.

"That's good," She said halfheartedly, nodding encouragingly. 'He's not a child', she thought, biting her lip and trying to think of something to say. "So you...like Glee?"

[dancnwithmyself]

Quinn being uncomfortable and not knowing how to act round him was nothing new to Artie. All the friends he'd had during elementary school had dropped him as soon as he returned in the chair and glasses. He'd gone from lively, friendly boy who had a lot of friend to the nerd who no one would touch with a ten foot barge pole almost overnight.

He smiled as Quinn as her question. "I love it," he said enthusiastically. He was so pleased with how he was fitting in at Glee.