AN: Some of us write like Tina and some write with a print/cursive mix (prusive?). Some have writing that changes depending on our mood and why we're writing. Some of us feel our writing describes us perfectly and some aren't really sure. I am honored that I have such a lovely group of reviewers.
My handwriting looks messy, but is actually quite legible. It describes me well, I think.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.
They're sitting at lunch talking about solos for Regionals and someone says something about Rachel getting the lead in "Let it Be" and Artie knows for a fact Tina's sweet soprano would be better suited to that song—Rachel is big and brash and brass bands—she is Broadway, and not the Beatles, not at all, because "Let it Be" is a simple song, a sweet song—a Tina song.
And he says something, because, hell, part of the fun of Glee is getting to make fun of big, brash Rachel and Tina blushes at the compliment.
Mercedes agrees with Artie, but Tina shrugs. "Rachel's the st-star," she says. "She's the s-s-selfish one. I-I mean, I-I'd love to s-sing it, b-but Schue has t-to give the song to R-Rachel, or, well—"
"Diva'll quit," Kurt says bluntly and the table nods glumly and Artie thinks that it's a little bit funny that Kurt calls Rachel "diva" when he's the closest thing to a diva Glee club has, Rachel aside.
"Again," Mercedes adds, and everyone chuckles, because Rachel tends to quit Glee at least once a month. As Artie has said before, the more she storms out, the less dramatic it tends to be.
And then he wonders about Tina's comment—that Rachel is the selfish one, and he wonders if that's how they're defined—by the outstanding personality traits or defining physical features that add to the entire personality and representation of the group. If Rachel is the selfish one, then Finn is the sweet one, and Puck is the badass one, and Quinn is the pregnant one.
Santana is the bitchy one, or maybe the hateful one, because really, whatever crawled up her butt and died must have killed her soul, too, or maybe she just never had one to begin with. As the newly instated head Cheerio, she makes somebody cry at least once a week and usually more which, in Artie's opinion, is just plain rude and kind of unnecessary. Plus, it's Sue's job, which makes Santana kind of a miniature Sue which is just kind of scary and more than a little bit disturbing.
And Brittany is definitely the dumb one, because seriously, the girl has maybe ten brain cells in full working order on a good day, and that's being optimistic. Matt and Mike are both the sidekicks—the afterthoughts, the ones nobody really remembers until you count on your fingers and only get ten and then remember—aw, crap, Other Asian and the other black kid. Which kind of makes Artie feel bad, because hey, he's in a wheelchair, it's not like everyone remembers him, but, well, what can he say?
Kurt is kind of torn between two—he's either the gay one or the snarky one, and Artie can't tell which one fits him better. Maybe the snarky gay one, because it kind of seems like all gay guys must be snarky or clever or something to give them a redeeming quality because they happen to play for the home team, or maybe it's just social taboos and society speaking. And crap, now he sounds kind of like Rachel which is really alarming.
Mercedes is the bitchy-but-likable one, which makes her different from Santana because Mercedes only makes people cry when there's a good reason. Or maybe she's the gangster one, because really, she threatens to cut people or take people to the carpet or shank people (Artie's still not entirely sure what this one means, but he's kind of scared to ask) on a daily basis.
And that leaves him and Tina. Tina is the one in the background, the faded one, the one everyone knows is there, but who doesn't really do much, because she's not brass bands and brash like Rachel, and she's not soulful and loud like Mercedes and she doesn't wear a Cheerios uniform, so there's no really defining trait that makes her stick out. Maybe she's the awkward one, with her stutter and her black clothes and the blue in her hair. The wannabe rebel. Artie's not sure.
And he's not sure what he is, either, whether he's the cripple or the musician (because he and Puck are the only ones who can really play an instrument, with the exception of Rachel, but Rachel can pretty much do anything, except make friends, which is kind of sad). Probably the cripple, because if Quinn's baby defines her, then his chair certainly defines him, and now he wonders how the cripple and the awkward wannabe rebel fit together, because in his mind, they don't really mesh, not at all.
They're going to their next class and Artie looks up at Tina and says "If Rachel is the selfish one, which one am I?"
And Tina just smiles and shrugs. "I d-dunno. You're my friend, but I-I don't know th-that that counts."
For some reason, the awkward wannabe rebel's friend sounds better to him than the cripple, and he smiles back.
Which one are you, in your group of friends?