A:N Hi. I'm really sorry I haven't updated any of my stories, but I really and honestly tried to and failed miserably. I don't really know what to do with my Peter Pan story and until I get some ideas it will be on a hiatus. So there you have it. And please don't ask me about A Great Trip Gone Bad, I know I haven't updated in over a year, but there is some personal sort of stuff that is attached to that story, so I need to sort out that before I can continue on it.

Anyways, I've had a thing for Artie/Tina lately and I've been searching for it non-stop on this website. I've read the majority of the Tatrie fics on this site, and I love them all. The only ones I don't enjoy as much are the futuristic ones. I enjoy them being in high school. It allows for more angst. :D Anywho, as of right now, I have no idea what to write, but I'm going to just write whatever comes to mind with this particular subject. I'm listening to the RENT original cast soundtrack right now. Jus' sos yuh know.

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I really need to talk to him right now. I need my friend. I need him to forgive me. To accept me for whom really I am. This thought then triggered the lyrics of a song from a musical I am rather fond of. "Take for what I am, who I was meant to be. And if you give a damn, take me baby, or leave me." I guess he decided to leave me. It had been about a week since the night on our date when I had told him the truth. I hadn't spoken to my best friend for a week and it was killing me inside. The guilt trip he was putting me on felt like it was eating away at my innards like some stupid parasite.

It was Friday afternoon and I was making my way over to the choir room where we had Glee. If it had been two weeks ago, Artie would've been with me. But alas, it was not two weeks ago. It was this week and Artie wasn't speaking to me. I walked through the door of the choir room and immediately saw Artie tuning his guitar. The look of concentration on his face was absolutely adorable and I couldn't help but smile and stare. As I was staring at him I hadn't realized how long I had been standing there. He would've felt someone's eyes on him and he looked up. The moment his eyes met mine I saw right into his emotions. There was a sadness there that I had never seen before. I have really hurt him. There was also anger there in his blue eyes. He looked almost disgusted at my being. He looked down again and continued to tune his guitar. That one look in his eyes made me start to tear up. I shook my hair into my face and walked over to the edge of the bleachers on the other side of the room. Mercedes walked over to me. "What's going on with you and Wheels? Is he still not talkin' to you?" Her concern was comforting, but not really what I needed right now. What I needed was for Artie to talk to me again. A simple 'hello' would suffice.

"No he's not."

"Well why? What's his deal?"

"It's nothing." I shook my head at her.

"Well it sure doesn't look like nothing. Seriously girl, it's been a week, just tell me what's up!" She put her hand on her hip and stared down at me. I looked up at her with tears in my eyes. When she saw my eyes, she softened her look and sat down next to me. She put her arm around me and I leaned my head on her shoulder.

"Right! Let's go! We have a lot of work to do before regionals if we're gonna beat Vocal Adrenaline! I have some new sheet music for you. And no, Mercedes, it's not hip hop. We needed at least one more show tune, so I have two more songs for you guys." Mr. Shue walked in the room handing out sheet music. His perky mood really got to me sometimes. Today was one of those times. The songs he handed out to us were from RENT and Chicago. This cheered me up slightly. I loved both of those musicals. I had seen Chicago in New York this past summer and loved it. The song from RENT was La Vie Boheme and from Chicago was Cell Block Tango. That one surprised me. Wasn't it a little bit provocative for regionals?

"Right, so. You'll all be singing La Vie Boheme, and you'll all be featured at some point. Obviously with the second song, only the girls will be performing. One of the guys will be introducing the song. Sound good?" Everyone nodded at this and we set to work.

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An hour later I was exhausted. We had gone a little over time, but the songs were already sounding pretty good. I grabbed my jacket and bag and started out the door before I was stopped by a certain Queen of Drama.

"What do you want Rachel?" I asked her, annoyed. I really didn't need this right now.

"Tina, I can quite obviously see that you and Artie are not speaking to one another at this present time and I can't help but notice that it has you on the verge of tears. I just wanted to invite you over to my house for a sleepover. Mercedes is coming too. We can have a girls' night. You look like you could use someone to talk to." Rachel said with a smile and a knowing look. I was slightly- no, I was really taken a back at this proposition. Rachel and I had never been great friends, but we were friendly with each other. She may be annoying, and conceited, and ambitious, but she does care (though Kurt would say otherwise). I found myself accepting and telling her that I would be at her house by 7:00.

"Sounds good. I'll see you there." Rachel gave me another award winning smile (she totally practiced in the mirror) and flounced away. I looked back to see Artie watching me. I gave him a little smile before I walked out the door. He didn't return the favour.

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A:N Okay. I wasn't going to make this a chapter fic, but it looks like now I kind of have to. I'll try to update this more often. Actually, I'll make a promise to you. I, Elizabeth will solemnly swear to update this story at least once every two days. No exceptions. There you go. I hope this is an okay start to the story. I'm not really sure about it, but I do have a bit of an idea where this story is going. I think it'll be pretty long. YOU'RE WELCOME. Anyway…yeah, kthnxbi.