Artie parked into his spot in the choir room. He knew that everyone would be sad to see he had only got worse over February vacation. Tina would probably cry. Kurt would go on about makeup. Rachel would scold him for putting himself before the team. Regionals was in a month and a half. He looked like fucking hell. He was gonna ruin it for everyone.
He was right. Tina walked in and fell to the floor. Mike had to carry her to her seat. Kurt handed him a tube of moisturizer. Rachel though didn't say a word. They all looked at him. Stunned. Pained. Horrified. Brittany whispered into Santana's ear. "Tanie who is that?" Santana sighed, "It's Artie, baby." Brittany looked confused "No, Artie's not that sad." Santana just looked at him, "He is now, I guess."
"Oh." She bent forward and tapped his shoulder. "Don't be sad Artie. Sad isn't good." He smiled a small smile at her.
Mr. Schuester walked in, his jaw dropping a little. He pulled out his phone sending a quick text to Emma. Sugar walked in late. "I'm very very sorry that I'm Late Mr. Schuester but I was slushied. I plan on suing the Neanderthal who slushied me though, so no-" Her eyes opened wide. She opened her mouth and screeched, "WHAT THE HELL ARTIE!" She dropped to the floor in a huff. Kurt and Blaine running to help her up.
Just then a blond boy knocked on the door frame. "Can we help you?"
"Yeah um my name's Sam Evans and I wanna be in glee club." Everyone looked at the boy in semi-shock. Artie thanked god that they had stopped obsessing over him. Rachel stomped over to him. He stepped back a bit. A look of slight fear covering his face. Artie looked the boy up and down. Skinny and pale. He saw the red skin poking out of his sweat shirt. The boy, Sam, was just like him.
Sam had heard some of the kids in his History class talking about glee club. Looking into the room he saw them two Cheerio's, as he heard they were called here, some really tall kid, and an Asian boy. So he had decided to give it a shot. He looked around at their faces. The Asian girl was sobbing as the Asian boy held her. He figured that it happened seeing as no one seemed phased by it. Another girl with reddish hair was letting out nasal sob like screeched into a boy wearing a bow tie and a cardigans shoulder. Though he could tell that the boy wasn't her boyfriend seeing as he was hand and hand with another pale boy in a fashionable outfit. All of them looked like they were in distress. Then that girl had stomped up to him with a crazed look on her face.
"Hello Sam, my name is Rachel Barbra Berry and I am captain of the New Directions. Over there is our other captain Finn Hudson, who is also my boyfriend. That man over there is our faculty advisor Mr. Schuester. So Sam Evans can you sing?"
"Uh yeah." The man, Mr. Schuester, walked over and pushed her towards her seat gently. "Rachel calm down let Sam breathe. You know everyone gets into glee club whether they can sing or not." She let out a huff and stomped back to her seat.
Mr. Schue mumbled,"...and they wonder why we never have any new members." Sam chuckled at that. "So Sam you can sit next to Artie." He pointed to the boy in the wheel chair. He wasn't smiling really and looked pale and sickly. Sam saw the blood on his sleeve... he was just like him.