You're My Crutch
He sat there underneath the edge of the roof, barely escaping the gentle attack of warm rain. Wet locks of hair clung to his forehead and vision became blurred by drops of water on his lenses. A small part of him held out hope. Hope that this day would be like every other day they had together. It was all blissfully predictable. She would leave her Biology class when the last bell rang and come to the school's parking lot to see him. She would smile sweetly at him, tell him about her gross out moment when she caught Mr. Keplar picking his nose with the eraser of a #2 pencil. They would laugh and cringe all at once. He'd say "I'll call you later, boo." and they'd share a quick soft kiss before his dad showed up to take him home.
Today would be the same...Right?
He didn't even remember the bell ringing but out they came in droves. All hungry for the rest and relaxation of the weekend. Matt Rutherford walked by in his football jacket and gave him a silent nod to which he returned. A few seconds went by, feeling more like hours in his mind. Was she coming? Did he hurt her that badly? Maybe she just dropped her books off in her locker and it was just taking longer than usual. Maybe she just went to the bathroom for a moment to mess with her hair. Girls are always like that. She couldn't have left with-
" Hey Artie,"
A familiar voice creeped up from behind. It was Quinn Fabray, supplied with a pink and white polka dot umbrella. Quinn had formerly been one of the rudest girls at school. But a person can change alot if they go from popular celibate cheerleader to pregnant reject in nine months.
" Got any plans on what you're doing for this weeks assignment?"
Spanish teacher and Glee Club Coach, Mr. Shuester always left the club with an assignment. He had told everyone at the meeting the day before to be prepared to perform a song about youth or being a teenager. This all sprang from the fact that next week was Puck's 17th birthday. Knowing that no one stays young forever initiated Mr. Shue to go into one of his ramblings about what it was like when he was young like us and how he owned a pair of Doc Martens because it was the cool thing to wear. When he starting going on like that, most ignored him Fortunately, Brittany lightened up a fairly boring story.
" I only have one doctor..His last name's Gerber. He likes popsicles but he always keeps the sticks"
Regardless, they all really did love him. Shuester celebrated and defended each and everyone of them. It was a new situation for most to say the least. Especially for Artie.
" Oh yeah.." He said, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose, " I almost forgot about that." He looked around the courtyard, only finding a few students peppered into the crowd. She'll be here, he knew it.
" Well, I, Um..I can see that you're busy so, I'll just be going" she tucked a strand of blonde hair behind her ear as she left.
"See you next week." Artie called out, still seeking his angel in demon's clothing amongst the few that remain.
He heard a noise in the distance. The sound of his father's car horn.
Still, she was nowhere.
Gone.
Tina was gone.