A.N: Okay, this is my first fanfiction. So please be kind. It's mainly Will/Emma centric. Most all of the Glee kids are featured, as well as Sue, Figgins, etc.
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It was a hot day in Lima. It was up in the high nineties, with no chance whatsoever of any type of breeze. The school's air conditioner was, naturally, broken, and they weren't able to get it fixed for another week at least. Will Schuester had resorted to changing into a T-Shirt that had been in his car for God knows how long.
"Sweetie, I'm sure I have something cooler you could put on." He told Emma Pillsbury, who was stewing miserably in her thick green blouse and yellow skirt. The shirt's thick cotton stuck to her back, which was perspiring way too much for her comfort. The guidance office was the stuffiest room in the school, so she had joined Will in his classroom for the day. They decided to spend their lunch break away from the crowded break room.
"It's not the clothes…I just feel gross." She muttered pulling her wet shirt away from her skin. "There's no way to avoid your own sweat…" She didn't really listen to herself as she dapped her collarbone with a Lysol wipe.
Will sighed and took another wipe out so he could get the back of her neck for her. "I wish I could invent a way to do that Emmy. In the mean time though, would you settle for an orange soda?" The small redhead smiled and nodded.
"I would love that!" She gave his hand a squeeze, before watching him rush down the hall.
//
"Schuester! What's the rush?" Sue demanded as he hurried past her. "Is the Gap having a big sale on form fitting cardi's?"
Will gave her a glare and stopped in front of the drink machine. "Good day to you too Sue." He grumbled, pulling a couple of dollars from his pocket. He made his purchases and turned to go back to his classroom. He wasn't surprised to see that Sue was already gone. He was used to her disappearing acts. It was her reappearing that was startling.
He had only taken a few steps, before noticing something outside. Out of nowhere, there was a large black cloud forming over the parking lot. "Hm…that's random." He muttered, walking back to his room.
//
"Okay guys!" Will said over his chattering students who were already packed up and eyeing the door, ready for the weekend. "I know it's gross and hot out, so be safe and smart…and have those papers ready by the beginning of class on Monday." He gave them a smirk before waving them off. He looked over at Emma, who was grading some tests for him.
"You ready to go my dear?" He asked making sure everyone had cleared the room before leaning down to kiss the top of her head. Emma nodded and placed the graded papers in a neat pile inside of his briefcase.
"Can we take a bath when we get home?"
"Oh yea!"
"With ice water?"
"As cold as it gets!"
"I'm going—" She stopped when she saw it had begun to rain. "Uh-oh…we better hurry before it gets muddy." She grabbed his arm and led him towards the hall.
"I'll tell you what Emma Bean." He said, using her least favorite nickname for her. "You go get my sheet music out of the Glee room, and I'll pull the car around front." Emma smiled and gave him a quick nod before hurrying in the opposite direction to retrieve the requested items. Will watched her for a moment, and then headed towards the front door.
"Mr. Schuester! I might be late for practice tomorrow." Puck shouted, approaching the teacher urgently. "I promised this chick that I'd help her fix her car! And I can't let her down."
Will rolled his eyes and pushed by a group of gossipers in near the exit. "That's fine Puck. But if you plan on showing up past five, forget it."
"Oh come on Schue!" The student began to argue, but a freshman waiting in on the front steps for his parents cut him off.
"What is that?"
Those surrounding him looked out towards the football field. They were shocked to see a large cloud forming the shape of a funnel right over the fifty-yard line.
//
"Hey Miss. Pillsbury!" Artie exclaimed seeing the young teacher rush in.
"Hello Artie." Emma smiled at him as she approached the piano where Will normally kept his binder. "How are you today?"
"I'm good, I'm just meeting Kurt and Mercedes her for practice in a few minutes." He explained wheeling over to see what she was doing. "Can I help you find something?"
Emma put her hands on her hips and scanned all of the smudged books on the piano stand. "Well maybe…do you happen to now where Will—Mr. Schuester keeps his sheet music?"
"Oh, Rachel took that home to make some copies out of it." Artie looked uncomfortable. "She would have just done it here, but since Finn destroyed the Cheerio photocopier a while back, they locked the new one up. She didn't think he'd notice if it was just overnight."
Emma sighed and nodded. "Well, I'll just tell him I didn't see it then." She said giving the boy a small wink, before hurrying back out.
//
"Puck get inside!" Will shouted pushing the young man, along with others inside roughly. "Get as quickly as you can to the auditorium, the gym, or anywhere without windows!" He helped a smaller girl who had fallen up and led her towards the auditorium.
//
Emma hadn't made it ten feet from the music room when she heard the commotion. Artie popped his head out of the room as well. "What's going on?" He asked the equally confused guidance counselor.
"Someone must have set off another stink bomb…" She muttered preparing to cover her nose and make a run for it, when she heard a large crash.
//
"Get as many people inside as possible! I'll be right back!" Will shouted at a terrified Figgins, before fleeing from the crowded auditorium towards the glee room. He needed to make sure Emma was still there.
He was halfway there when he heard the tornado tearing through the front of the building. He cursed and continued to run, but was knocked down by a flying trashcan.
//
Emma knew instantly what was going on. She had been told be her father that tornados often sound like trains when they get to be right over you. And she heard the full locomotive!
"Artie! Get inside!" She ordered the boy, pushing him into the room. Before she could shut the door, one of the large windows in the hall shattered. Emma screamed as a shard sliced her arm. She ducked down and pulled the door as hard as she could but the wind was too strong.
"Miss. Pillsbury! Grab my hand!" Artie exclaimed, wheeling forward, with one hand extended. Emma used all of her strength to grasp the doorway as the wind blew around her.
"Artie stay back!" She shouted as the funnel drew closer. Artie sighed and held onto the doorway to the office.
//
Will woke up back in the auditorium. He could hear the wind slamming the lockers right outside.
"You alright Mr. Schue?" He heard Mercedes call out to him. But his mind was too foggy. He could feel something warm and sticky on his hairline.
"Yeah man, you seemed to take a pretty hard hit to the head." Matt said. "We thought you were dead." Will groaned and sat up.
"Did you guys see Emma?" He grumbled looking around warily.
"Emma?" Mercedes made a face and looked at Kurt.
"He means Miss. P." The young man informed her haughtily. "And no, we did not see her. But I'm sure she's fine."
Will tried to look reassured for his students' sakes but he failed. "I need to find her!" He exclaimed trying to stand up, only to be pulled back down by the kids when the tornado approached.
//
The wind was blowing so fiercely, that Artie's chair had been blown back against the far wall. He closed his eyes for a moment to keep the dust out, and when he opened them again, Emma was gone. "Miss. Pillsbury!" He shouted over and over again. He tried his hardest to roll forward, but it was to no avail.
Then, just as suddenly as the twister came, it went.
Voila! Chapter 2 is well under way! But I believe this is the part where you review If you'd be so kind.