Chapter 1- A Little Help

Author's Note- Hi everybody! So, this is my new Wemma multi-chapter story. It's a high school au that takes place at McKinley. Emma does have OCD. Will, Emma, and Terri are all juniors (3rd year). There is also no such thing as Glee club. Um, I think that's all you need to know to get this. Here's the chapter, enjoy! ;)

Will Schuester walked back to his seat as Ms. Kennedy signaled for the class to quiet down. It was homeroom; the first thirty minutes of the school day where announcements were made and kids scrambled to do last night's homework. "Okay class, today's the first of October so we have our peer tutoring assignments. Those with a GPA under 2.5 were assigned to tutors for this whole semester…that's until January, guys. And yes, you do have to go to your tutoring sessions unless I get a signed note from a parent," Ms. Kennedy explained.

Will's friends, Jensen, Ryan, and Cody were all trying to get his attention. Will waved them off, nervously. He was hoping that he wouldn't have to have a tutor or that his teacher at least wouldn't announce the names in front of the class. "Okay…looks like we only have one student in this class, oh and the tutor's in this class too! Wonderful! Emma Pillsbury will be tutoring Will Schuester, okay?" Ms. Kennedy stated.

"Uh-oh, man…you got sessions with the neat freak," Ryan smirked.

"I thought you said you brought your grades up," Terri accused. Terri was Will's girlfriend of a year. She was the head cheerleader, he was the quarterback; it was a typical high school romance.

"You got to skip out on this," Cody whispered.

Emma watched as Will fidgeted in his seat, she could tell he was a little embarrassed to have a tutor especially with his friends. Will was the golden boy; quarterback, shooting guard on the basketball team, and a forward on the soccer team. Yet, he was different than the other popular kids. Will was nice and caring, he never made fun of others and if he caught his friends picking on someone he'd stop them. When Emma heard that she would be tutoring him a few days back, she was surprised that he'd need it. Emma had never really talked to Will before even though they had been in the same classes since kindergarten. She had always known he was there just as he knew she existed but their paths never really crossed. There was one time she had talked to him though; in second grade. It was her birthday and she had brought in chocolate chip cookies for the class. Of course, everyone had hated them. It wasn't that they tasted bad; they just thought Emma was weird and they had her germs on them. Emma could clearly remember that day, she had had two pink ribbons in her hair and Terri had yelled at her. Terri claimed that the pink conflicted with her flaming red hair and that she looked ugly during recess. Emma was crying by the time they got inside and it was time for the birthday treat. No one had wanted any cookies except Will. He ate three and smiled even though his friends were telling him to stop. That day after school, Will had chased Emma down before she could get to her dad's car. She remembered his small clammy hand tapping her back. Emma had turned around and Will had said; 'You're beautiful even if they don't think so. I think your ribbons make you look like Cinderella.' Before Emma could reply, Will had quickly hugged her and then ran away. It was the first and only time a boy had called her beautiful and she didn't plan on ever forgetting that day.

Now that they were in high school, Will was still as popular as ever but Emma wasn't, not that she ever was. Emma was an outcast; picked on for her OCD and anxiety issues, she tended to fade into the background. Will was now dating the popular head cheerleader, Terri Del Monaco. Emma hated Terri; she thought that Terri was controlling and just a mean girl. Both were true and she wondered why Will was even with her. Not that she cared who Will was with of course, but she knew that he could do better. "You two can go and discuss studying times and work out a schedule in the hall," Ms. Kennedy suggested.

Will turned around in his seat and gave Emma a lopsided smile before standing up and walking out the door. Emma got out of her own seat and followed him. She smiled when he held the door open for her. Will was wearing a dark gray and blue raglan long sleeve shirt, jeans, and black Converse. Emma smiled, she couldn't help it. "Hi Will," she greeted, once the door was closed.

"Hey Emma," Will replied. "So…you're my tutor."

"Yes I am. Um, let me just check what you need help with real quick." Emma pulled a folded up paper out of her notebook and scanned it.

"What is that?" Will asked, watching her.

"It's just some stuff about your learning struggles that I got a few days ago when I heard I was tutoring you," Emma explained. Will bit his lip and looked down at the ground. "Not that you have learning struggles! It just has some notes on what classes you need…a little extra help with."

"Can you tell me what it says?" Will questioned, trying to peer at the paper.

Emma hesitated, she didn't want to hurt his feelings but she didn't want to lie to him either. "Okay…but this is the teachers talking, not me," Emma started. "Will needs tutoring in math, English, social studies, and science. He often misspells easy words and stutters when he reads out loud. If Will can't sound out a word, he often gives up," Emma paused, she thought back to all the times Will had to read out loud in class. It was true, he wasn't the best reader. "It's hit and miss with his homework, some days he does it, some days he doesn't. He gets frustrated with math and often skips steps in solving problems or forgets them. Please try to help Will become a better student, if you need help contact me," Emma finished.

Will ran a hand through his light brown curls, frustrated. "I-I don't try to be a bad student…I try really hard to get good grades but it just…it never happens," he stammered.

Emma was surprised, he looked defeated. Will was supposed to be the star but maybe he just needed some help. "Hey, we're going to change that…you and I. I'll help you, Will, don't worry," Emma assured him.

Will looked up, his stunning hazel eyes fixed on her brown ones. "Thank you," he whispered.

"So, uh, we need to figure out a schedule. I'm always free, nothing really going on…ever," Emma suggested.

"I just have football going on right now," Will said.

"Right," Emma agreed. She had already known that. Emma never went to any of the games, there was bound to be tons of germs everywhere but Will was a football god at their school. He had led them to the past two championships and won both. Yet, he was never arrogant like his other football buddies. "How often do you have football practice?" she asked, hopefully.

"Uh…" Will looked up at the ceiling thinking. "Tuesday and Thursday after school and Monday, Wednesday, Friday before school and then games on Friday nights. So…when is good for you?"

Emma smiled at him. "How about Monday and Wednesdays after school and maybe Saturday afternoons? If you're not busy that is, I mean, you're probably busy on Saturdays with your friends and all," Emma offered.

"That's great. I'll just tell my friends I'm busy on Saturdays now, they'll understand. Um, you can come to my house if you want," Will suggested.

"Yeah, yeah, that sounds great," Emma agreed. "So, um, where do you live? I need your address for tutoring sessions," Emma stammered.

"Oh right! Here I'll write it down," Will replied, pulling out a scrap of paper and a pen. Will scribbled down an address and handed it to Emma.

Emma glanced at the paper, it read; 375 Elmor Rd. Emma noticed that he left the 'e' out of Elmore but she wasn't about to make him feel any worse. "Okay, thanks. I think that some tutoring will really help you, Will," Emma commented.

"Thanks. Uh, today's Monday…are you going to come over? You don't have to since it's short notice and all but I'd appreciate it," Will asked, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

Emma smiled. "No problem, what time can I come over?"

"How about four-thirty?" Will suggested. They got out at three-thirty so that gave him an hour to clean up the house.

"That's great," Emma agreed, as the bell rang. "Well, I'll see you later."

"Yeah, bye Em," Will waved.

Will was walking home alone as usual. He was sixteen but he didn't have a driver's license like some of his friends. They offered him rides home for a while but Will always told them he'd rather walk and eventually they gave up. Honestly, he just didn't want to take his friends or girlfriend for that matter, home. Will's phone buzzed in his pocket, he pulled it out immediately. He sighed, finding that it was just Terri. "Hello?" Will answered.

"Hey hot stuff," Terri greeted. Will rolled his eyes, he hated when she called him that…especially in front of his friends.

"Hi Terri."

"The girls and I are at the mall…can you stop by?" Terri suggested. "I really miss you."

Will smiled. "I miss you too but I have um, tutoring, remember?"

"Can't you blow it off? You don't really want to spend time alone with that freak…she might be contagious you know," Terri muttered.

"Terri, don't be like that. You don't know her so don't be mean," Will argued, turning onto his street.

"Fine," she whined. "Where are you meeting her at?"

"My house," Will mumbled.

"What?" Terri screeched. Will winced, he hated when Terri got mad. "Will…you never ever have people over at your house. I thought you said your parents don't allow it or something."

"Um, this is tutoring so it's different," Will explained, walking down his driveway.

"Whatever, I don't know what your parent's problem is. It's not like you live in one of those tiny houses or something," Terri said, annoyed.

"I know," Will grumbled, unlocking the back door.

"Well, try not to die of boredom with that weirdo," Terri replied.

Will opened his mouth to reply but Terri had already hung up. Will stuffed his phone back in his pocket, he hated when Terri hung up without saying bye. Will dumped his backpack and Converse by the back door and went to find some cleaning supplies. If Emma was going to tutor him, he wanted to make sure that the house was clean.

So what did you think? Good or bad? Interesting or boring? Should I continue? Please leave a review telling me what you thought. If anyone's wondering, you'll find out more about Will's home life soon. The more reviews I get, the sooner I'll update. R&R! ;)