A/N:
Hey guys, thanks for reading this story! So I realized that I've been forgetting the usual disclaimer, so…in case you were under the impression my name is Ryan Murphy, Brad Falchuk, or Ian Brennan…It's not. I don't own Glee or any of the characters (sadly).
Also, I originally planned to only continue this story through Episode 13 "Sectionals", but I'm considering continuing into the back nine. Let me know if you want me to!
Ok I'll let you read now. Hugs!
Episode 9-Wheels
Sandy Ryerson& Artie Abrams
Dear Journal,
My marijuana business has been going quite well, especially as more people hear about the business. I think this has been helping me get over the whole Josh Groban debacle…This along with my Desperate Housewives fanfiction are the only things keeping me going. With Josh Groban hating me and losing the position of Fine Arts Administrator again, I've just had a run of bad luck recently.
Sandy
Dear Journal,
Noah Puckerman came to me this morning. I was behind the bleachers, waiting for my usual customers when he came over in a wheel chair. He was crying, and said that he was at the aquarium when a shark fractured his spinal cord. I of course don't visit the aquarium for this very reason, though I'm still a little fuzzy on the details. I told him he could have as much as he wanted on a discounted price, due the amount of pain he's in. I don't understand why the doctors won't give him his own supply, but I suppose it's because he's a teenager and they would need a lot of parental permission for that…
Sandy
Dear Journal,
Noah has already come back to me for more of the marijuana. He was too emotional for me to get the story out of him, but I still decided to give him more, as he was clearly suffering tremendously. I do hope that they shut down Lima's aquarium after this incident…
Sandy
Dear Journal,
Saw Noah walking today. I guess he just wanted a better deal on the marijuana. Why must all children be so stressful and complicated. I'm thinking about making it an adults-only business. It's easier to pick up on their lies.
Sandy
Dear Journal,
Today I found out that the school can't pay for the special bus to take me with everyone else to sectionals. At first everyone seemed really indignant and I felt like they would be really supportive in overriding the whole thing. But once they heard Mr. Schue's suggestion of a bake sale, they quickly switched sides, suggesting I just go by myself. I know that they don't understand what it's like for me, and usually I'm able to brush these things off, but this hurt. I guess because I finally thought things were really changing. Anyways, after this, I used the auditorium and practiced my vocal/instrumental rendition of Dancin' With Myself. I think it's coming along quite nicely.
Luckily, Mr. Schue was pretty mad at everyone for not treating me very nicely, and so he's making them host a bake sale, and he's making them use a wheelchair for three hours every day. Apparently he's going to choreograph a wheelchair number as well. I'm pretty excited for this! Finally, everyone will get a little taste of how much I have to cope with. Plus I think it'll really work well to unite us.
In other Glee club news, Kurt is pretty upset that Mr. Schue won't let him try to sing the solo in Defying Gravity. I can understand that. Not only is it based on the fact that Rachel gets everything, but he's one of the few people who haven't gotten a solo yet…I think Mr. Schue will let him audition if he keeps pushing though. After all, he is pretty good about making things fair to everyone. Look at the wheelchairs.
Artie
Dear Journal,
Well everyone seems to be having a lot of difficulties with their chairs, but they're adjusting slowly. I think more of them are starting to respect me too. I tried to teach them all how to do a double turn for our number, but no one was able to really get it down quite yet…Unfortunately our bake sale has not been working out at all. We've earned only a few dollars, and we need a heck of a lot more than that for the special bus.
After I was trying to teach everyone the double turn, I had a nice moment with Tina. She told me about how she admired me, I told her about how I was paralyzed…but then I ruined the moment. I'm not sure how it slipped out, but it just did.
I was right about Mr. Schue changing his opinion over Kurt. Kurt was allowed to audition for the solo. But he blew the high F. It was pretty hard to watch, because I know how much it means to him. I think something weird was happening their though, because he didn't seem all that…surprised when he missed the note. He looked upset but still had his haughty tone, and I would have thought he would have betrayed a lot more emotion after that…
Artie
Dear Journal,
I went on a date with Tina finally. It started off really well as we had some food in the choir room, and then went on a wheelchair race throughout the whole school. At the end of the race she kissed me and it was totally awesome…but then she admitted to faking her stutter. I flipped out at this point. I guess because I thought that her stutter and my chair were sort of common ground for us to start on and understand each other…and when I found out it was a fake, it just seemed like we had no basis for a relationship. I miss her though. It's hard to lose your best friend and the girl you're in love with all in one go.
Artie
Dear Journal,
Well we earned enough money for the bus. I was going to ask to use it to build a handicap ramp to the auditorium, but it turns out Mrs. Sylvester already paid for one, as well as two other ramps! So I get to ride with everyone to sectionals. I think our wheelchair number turned out really well too! I'm still feeling a little distant with Tina, but I think this number helped to repair our friendship a little at least, especially the one part where we sing together. Hopefully, everything will work out well with her, and the judges at sectionals will like our number.
Artie