Family Portrait
Summary: Will Schuester had decided to leave Ohio after he and Glee club lost the Regionals. He burns his bridges behind him and starts over in a new country and a new school. He attends as a English teacher at a Special School with kids with physical disabilities. There he meets the local Glee club and ends up tutoring them. He meets a talented girl who reminds him of someone back in Ohio...
Disclaimer: I do not own any character of Glee, they all belongs to Ryan Murphy. But I do own the characters from the Special School.
A/N: For those who hoped to see our favorite GleeKs, I have to disappoint you. There will be mentioning about them, but they will actually show not until chapter six. This story is about Will, who wanted to start again after Regional's. Have fun reading and I love feedback, so please review!
Chapter One 'Burning Bridges'
His old Toyota had brought him safely all the way to Canada. Now he was staring at an old building what supposed to be a school. He walked up to the entrance and was overtaken by a guy in an electric wheelchair.
"Sir, would you mind?" The boy nodded to the closed door, which was obvious way too heavy for him to open.
"Of course."
Politely Will opened the door and waited for the boy to drive through it. Soon the boy disappeared through a pair of folding doors and he was left alone in the entrance hall. He looked around, the building was really old. The tiles on the floor and walls had turned old yellow, here and there were tiles missing.
"You look lost. Can I help you?"
Will turned and faced a small girl in skater clothing and a black cap. Her hair was in a tall braid on her back, Will thought it was blonde. Her face looked familiar to him, but he told himself that couldn't be possible.
"Uh..I'm the new English teacher…"
"Finally! A decent English teacher!" the girl interrupted him enthusiastically and slid her arm through his.
"Come, I'll bring you to our principal."
Together they strode through the folding doors into a long hallway. Will noticed the girl walked with a limp, her right leg couldn't bow properly. Still she walked pretty quick and led him to the end of the hallway. They stopped and the girl knocked on the door. She looked up at Will and grinned reassuring at him. The door opened and he swore, he thought seeing Sue Sylvester.
"You must be mister Schuester."
He blinked and Sue disappeared. Instead an older woman with short, blond hair looked expectantly at him.
"Yes, that's me," he smiled and shook her hand.
"I'm Melinda Jason, I'm the principal and vice-president of this school," she introduced him and let him in. Before she closed the door she poked her head around the door. "Nikita! Cap!"
She turned back, closed the door and sat across him. "She knows the rules," she said apologetic. Will smiled at her, his new life was about to start.
"No, I'm serious, we're getting a real English teacher!" Nikki practically jumped up and down.
"You sure you're awake?" a lanky boy asked.
"Yes, I'm quite sure, Charlie-boy. But I'm still wondering if you are," she asked sharply.
"O, I'll show you!" As quickly as he could, the boy jumped up and ran to Nikki. Nikki laughed and started running around the class. In his attempt to catch Nikki, Charlie's right arm folded up his back in a spastic way.
"You're never gonna get me," she teased him and ran backwards. Suddenly she hit a back wheel of a wheelchair and fell down on the floor. Soon Charlie's face appeared above hers, with a huge grin on his face. "You sure?" he mocked. She rolled her eyes.
"Okay, you got me. Now, get me up."
"What's in it for me?" he teased, she send him a death glare.
"Just get me up." He grinned and pulled her up.
"Thank you." Quickly she gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Nikki!" A tall girl with black, long, curly hair ran into the classroom, she had a guitar on her back hanging.
"Good morning, Caitlin. You're late." Caitlin nodded and swung her guitar on a table and opened the cover.
"I know, traffic jam." She rolled her eyes and Nikki laughed, her eyes glued at the other girl. Nikki watched as Caitlin took out the guitar.
"Last night I got the last couplet right. Shall we?" Caitlin sat down and started playing. A smile spread on Nikki's face, her eyes focused on Caitlin's fingers. She took a deep breath and put in.
No I don't believe you
When you say don't come around here no more
I won't remind you
You said we wouldn't be apart
No I don't believe you
When you say you don't need me anymore
So don't pretend to
Not love me at all
I don't believe you
~P!nk – I Don't Believe You~
A sudden applause made them look up, Nikki was trying to get back to earth. In the doorway stood Will, his eyes seemed wet, but he didn't cry.
"That was beautiful," he said with a hoarse voice.
"Thank you. We have been working on it for ages," Nikki smiled.
"I can hear that." He smiled at her, still having the idea she's familiar to him. He walked into the classroom and laid his briefcase on the table. "Everyone, take a seat."
"I already have one." A boy in a huge wheelchair grinned at Will. His arms were tiny, like there were no muscles in it.
"Smart ass." Charlie sends the boy a glare and the boy just grinned and drove to his table.
"Al right. I'm mister Schuester, your new English teacher," he said and his gaze went through the classroom. He knew Artie's paralyzed, but what he saw here was something completely different. A few kids were in electric wheelchairs, another was in a normal wheelchair and there was a kid who's blind. And then there was Nikki, Charlie and Caitlin, from whom he couldn't tell what she had.
"Told you so," Nikki whispered to Charlie and grinned. Charlie grimaced at her.
"Attention at the front of the class, please." Will glanced at Nikki and Charlie.
"Sorry, sir." Satisfied Will started his lesson, finding these kids were pretty smart.
At the end of the day Will found himself in the teacher room, correcting some old work from the students. A tall woman entered the room and sat next to him.
"I don't believe we have met. I'm Courtney Hall, I'm the gym teacher." She raised her hand, Will shook it.
"Nice meeting you. I'm Will Schuester, new English teacher."
She smiled and nodded. "So, the rumors were true. We have ourselves a real English teacher," she told him and stood up to get a cup of coffee. She held up a cup for Will, but he shook his head. "Is that strange, then?" Will asked curious.
"Yeah. The last time we had a real English teacher was what…five years ago. Teachers aren't that fond of teaching at a Special School," Courtney explained and lent against the sink.
"Why not. I think it's a satisfying job. I mean, we give those kids a chance at a good job." He didn't see the point in not teaching here. Those kids were great, even he noticed after one day.
"Not everyone is so sensitive as you, Will. Unfortunately."
"Well, I'm here now," he smiled and Courtney grinned.
"Yeah, you are. Welcome." She walked to the door and stepped out. "I'll see you later."
The door closed behind her. A little surprised Will stayed behind. There were nice gym teachers, not everyone was the same as Sue Sylvester. Smiling he concentrated on his correction work again.
Focused, he worked for a good hour, until faint music made him look up. Curious he stood up and went out on the hallway to find out where it came from. He walked through the hallway and stopped in front of two folding doors in the middle of the hallway. Here was the music clearer, so he decides to go in, he even heard someone singing. Behind the door, he discovered a stair and a ramp. Quit obvious he found himself in the basement of the school. He passed a few heating tanks, towards the music. He stumbles at a closed door, the music was coming from behind this door. He heard an electric guitar, drums and a bass.
No good deed goes unpunished,
No act of charity goes unresented,
no good deed goes unpunished,
That's my new creed.
~The Wicked – No Good Deed~
What he heard sounded good, sometimes the voice was a few counts too late. Softly he opens the door and steps in. Four pair of eyes stares at him, the music's stopped immediately. In the middle stood Nikki, her hair loose, on her left stood Caitlin and on her right sat a girl in a wheelchair with a sort flute. Behind them sat Charlie behind the drums. Suddenly it hit Will, he realized where he knew Nikki from. She just looked like Quinn Fabray…