A/N: Artie/Tina? Yeah. My Glee!OTP. they're freaking adorable!

I'm at Tina's house, in her room, tonight because she hates to be alone when her parents are gone. She likes it when I come over and we watch stupid movies like Attack of the Killer Tomatoes (it's a real movie, I promise) and all the Pokémon movies ever made. It doesn't sound like a lot of fun, but we make it fun, which is just what we do. It's a boyfriend/girlfriend kind of thing, I guess.

Anyway, tonight we're watching Mars Attack! and about halfway through Tina says, "This is really nice."

And I'm all, "Nice? Really? I think it's actually pretty weird, I mean, the plot is—"

"No, I mean you and me. Here. Together. It's nice."

"Oh, yeah, it is," I say, pleasantly surprised as she clasps her hand in mine. "It's funny," I continue, "the spaces between my fingers are right where yours fit perfectly."

She laughs. "You're the best, Artie. Seriously, the best."

I push myself closer and she snuggles her head against my chest. "Do you ever think about what your life would be like if you weren't… the way you are?" she asks delicately. Normally I would be bothered by this kind of question from other people, but this is Tee. This is my girlfriend. She could do anything and all I would have to say would be praise.

"Well, yeah, sometimes. I wonder if I'd be the same person I am, you know? Like, if I'd like the same stuff and act like I do if I was just like everybody else."

She nods. "I bet you'd be super popular."

Laughing, I ask, "How do you figure?"

"Well you're like really smart and nice and you're the funniest guy I know. Girls would be falling over themselves to ask you out, I bet."

"Yeah, maybe."

"People are stupid like that."

I frown. "Like what?"

"Like, they don't take time to get to know the real person. They're just like, oh there's a guy in a wheelchair; let's not risk getting close to him. They don't know what they're missing." She turns to look at me. "Would you prefer that life?"

I look at her and her big dark eyes that have seen too much pain and her black clothes and I think about how much I need this girl in my life and I find myself saying, "No. Not ever."

I kiss her and I know it's true.