Chapter 7: Coffee and Parents
Daniela and I, I found out her name as we walked over to the café, sat at a small, wooden table near the door of the bustling star-bucks and I was neatly tucked into the table and we were having a fascinating conversation on our favourite music, which was just one of the things we didn't have in common, she liked country and I liked anything besides it, but we still clicked. Daniela at fist was treating me like I was the most fragile thing in the world, it was irritating but she insisted that she would get the coffee and who would like to be served coffee by a pretty lady. But after a few minutes into the conversation she seemingly forgot about me being in a wheelchair. Not once did she ask me about the chair she just wanted to know about me, the person in the chair. Even Tina had taken a while and after numberless about of jokes did she seem to become comfortable around me. Daniela was perfect. he green eyes full of intelligence and wit, her flushed face with a natural rosy cheeks and a smile that lit up a room. She was the coolest so I just had to ask her.
"So, I wanted to ask if you wanted to go to my football game tonight" Artie asked.
"What?" and for the umpteenth time someone asked, she asked him "How?"
"Well" Artie said confidently, giving his know signature smirk "I will be a battering ram, milady"
Artie sat their waiting for her to say how he couldn't or it was too dangerous but all he saw was a look of disbelief and then, bizarrely, she began to laugh. It was a musical laugh she must be a great singer with a laugh like that Artie thought to him self.
"I have to see this" she said after the laughter was finished even so she would burst into fits of giggles. She looked at her watch "well my knight it seems as if your princess must head back to her tower" with that she stood up and took out a handkerchief out of her pocket.
"to give you luck, sire, oh yeah it is clean" she gave me a sweet smile and she started to walk toward the close door.
Artie loved the way how he was her knight in shinning armour. He always thought of a weakling, a nobody, a kid in a chair but she made him feel special. It was amazing how close one could get to someone in one day
"The game is at eight at the north football field" Artie shouted at her. She reacted with a wave.
Ten minute later Artie was at his front door it was nearly four and his parents would be worried and since they were so paranoid about him playing football they would not be impressed about him being late before the big game. He could imagine all the situation they must of thought he was in at the moment.
As Artie expected his parents were waiting at the front door with looks that could kill but that almost vanished when they saw him without a scratch oh him
"Oh honey, were… were so worried" Artie's mom said almost crying. "Where were you?"
"I was with a girl mom" Arties mumbled, he was always truthful with his parents no matter the consequence it was just the way he was.
"Joining the football team and getting a girl, boy you are shaping up good and you can sing you are the whole package." His dad said proudly. His dad knew Artie so well; his dad must have added the singing part in for Artie's sake. Both of his parent said it was alright for him to join glee but his dad's eyes had glazed over when he said that. At first his dad was a bit reluctant going to see his sing but at the end of the night he was hollering and hooting just like Kurt's dad. And when they got home Artie's dad had said "Boy, you should have gotten way more parts than that Finn boy, you Pipes are a thousand time better than his"
"If anything had happened to I wouldn't let anything that could hurt you every come near you again" Artie mom said like a grizzly bear protected her cubs. But Artie knew how to translate that from mom code that meant NO FOOTBALL.
Oh… I guess my miracle can wait until after the big game Artie though to himself because he really wanted to play foot ball and he really wanted to impress the new girl. It was really shallow but he was a teenaged boy after all. He deserved at least one time in his life to be shallow.
"I'll be in my room" Artie said happily. He desperately wanted to try and walk. He knew it was a long shot but who knows. Why can't three miracles happen in one day?
As he rolled into his room he quietly locked the door and facing the wide mirror he gripped his wheelchair handles and pushed up…
AUTHORS NOTE
HURRAY FOR THE DOUBLE FEATURE!
Anyways I thought I would leave it with a cliff-hanger. Anyways love that everyone is reading this and liking it and sorry I have not shown his miracle yet. This is because I want to go further with the story and trust me I have quite a few idea brewing. This is really random but have you ever noticed that as you write you tend to stray from your original ideas it happened for this story… but I like it more than my other idea anyways thanks for the quick reviews and reads. You are all amazing! Also any song you would like me to put into the story because I will be adding a song in the next few chapters that will be very ironic try and guess ; )
