Sorry.
Really short. But more to come! ...If the reviews are nice. :)
Ring. Ring.
"Hello?" Will answered.
"Will? Hey, do you still remember me?" The girl happily said from the other line.
"Uh, I'm not sure. Who is this?" Will asked with a tone of embarrassment.
"You'll know tomorrow." She replied with a giggle. "You work at Mckinley High School, am I right?"
"Yeah."
"Okay. See you then. Goodnight." She hung up the phone before Will could reply.
Who could she be? Will asked himself. He tried to recall his past relationships and remembered no one with such voice. He thought himself to sleep and woke up late the next morning.
"Oh, God…" Will panicked. "How could I be this late?"
Will hurried to his car and drove off to school. He suddenly remembered about the girl she was going to meet. He began worrying about what Emma would think when she saw them together. Will might never get his chance.
Once he got there, he quickly slammed the door and hurried of the choir room. It was Glee practice.
"Hey… sorry I'm late, guys." Will tried to breathe.
"It's fine, Mr. Schue. Your friend started practice for us." Rachel grinned and led the girl to him.
Will looked up and saw a girl; about a few years younger than he is. She had dark hair, fair skin, perfectly-shaped almond eyes, and a warm smile. She handed him a towel and smirked.
"Were you excited to see me again, Will?"
"M-Megan?" Will stared in shock.
"Hey, you do remember me." She smiled sincerely.
"What are you doing here?" Will laughed and accepted the towel.
"I moved here... to Lima. I'm on vacation too, so… I thought of visiting my old friends."
"But, Megan, I…"
"I know, Will. I know." She interrupted as her smile faded.
"Uh, so shall we continue?" Will said, immediately turning to his students.
Ding!
"No way…" Will said to himself. "Alright, guys. Free period is over. Dismissed." He sighed.
"See you later, Mr. Schue." Everyone said while leaving.
Silence.
"So..." Megan started. "I heard you have some kind of a relationship problem?" She asked with confidence.
"There's nothing you could do to fix it. You being here won't help at all." Will knew he was being overly mean. He just couldn't help himself.
"Okay. If you need me, i'll be in the lounge." She smiled and left the room.
"Wait." Will stopped her. "We'll talk later. Is that okay?"
"Sounds great."
What now...? I'm done with the next one, but i'm not sure if I should publish it... :(