This chapter is crap.
Like, it's just a bridge between last chapter and the next one...I'll post the next one first thing tomorrow morning.
It's extremely bad, rushed, and unorganized, but things happen. I really had no willpower to write this, as it was boring.
Keep reading, I swear next chapter is EPIC.

"Hey, could you bring by the sheet music? I think I left it in my briefcase." He whispered through the phone quietly, trying not to let the Glee kids here.
"Wait, then why would I have it?"
He glanced over – they were all looking at him with that smug look on their faces. His voice only grew quieter. "I kind of left in there after our last…little encounter." He remembered to earlier that morning, when they'd shut the blinds for a little while to make out…probably not appropriate behavior or chatter for school.
A second of silence followed, until she let out a breath of remembrance. "Alright, I'll be there in a minute."
Will hung up and turned back to the kids, but they spoke before he could.
"Who was that, Mr. Schue?"
"Um –" What was the point in lying to them? "That was Ms. Pillsbury, the guidance counselor, it seems I misplaced the sheet music and she has it. We can start practicing soon."
Just as he said that, there was silence as the door opened and heels starting making noise on the floor as Emma walked over to him. Even that was mesmerizingly beautiful.
"Thanks, oh, wait!" He grabbed her arm and then quickly let go. He leaned into whisper, trying to make sure no one else heard. "If you want to come to my house tonight, I've got an idea and we can just have a quiet evening."
"Cut it, Mr. Schuester, we all know you've been dating for like, a year." Finn called out, and the rest of Glee nodded along.
He looked at them, his eyebrows raising. Emma, uncomfortable from the silence, answered.
"Yes, well, uh, I'll see you later, Will." With that, she was dashing out of the room to escape the awkward feeling that had now filled the air.
"Seriously, you're like the worst at keeping a secret." Artie said as he fixed the collar on his shirt.
"What makes you guys think we're dating? We've been friends for so long, you may be getting ideas into your head."
"So friends kiss, do they?"
"Oh, honey, they've done way more than kiss." Mercedes interrupted Tina's last statement and everyone laughed.
Will couldn't help but turn to the color of a cranberry. "Fine, we're dating."
Instantly all the Glee kids starting cheering in triumph, for they'd been right all along. "So, how are you and the future Mrs. Schue?" Rachel asked, smiling brightly.
He considered not answering them, but then changed his mind. "It's going great; everything is absolutely perfect."

Will had come to hate his free period. It was right before lunch, so he wanted to eat, but knew he would much prefer eating in the lunchroom with the other teachers. So he sat, hungry, and had to grade failing Spanish papers for an hour. It was not how he wanted to spend his hour.
Just as the bell was about to ring, and Will was gathering his things for lunch, a familiar voice spoke in the doorway of his office.
"Hey, Will."
"Terri, what the hell are you doing here?" Will said, his face becoming confused and shocked. He had to get going, if someone saw him with her it'd be humiliating.
"I know we signed the divorce papers, but you can still take me back, Will." She said, and he couldn't help but look down as she started walking and thrust her chest forward. Shit, she was wearing his favorite shirt of hers.
"Yeah, I know how much you love this shirt – and don't forget how much you love me, how much you always have."
"Seriously, Terri, are you really this immature? Accept that it's over and move on, you had your chance."
"Oh, don't even pull that crap with me. That Emma girl is just your rebound, you and I both know it."
"I love her more than I ever loved you, even at our best."
"Please, that's impossible. You've loved me since we were fifteen, and suddenly you just fall for her? She doesn't even like to be touched, I bet you two haven't even –"
"We had sex, Terri, are you happy to hear that?"
"What!?"
"Yeah, and it was amazing and –" He broke off, looking Terri in the eyes. That was something he'd been unable to do in months, as it just brought him back to a whole assortment of bad memories. "All of the greatest moments I had with you aren't as good as the worst ones I have with her."
"Think about it, I've known you for sixteen years and you've known her for, what, three? She hasn't gone through everything we have; that little bitch doesn't know anything about your past, she only knows what she's seen at this school. You might not want to take me back, but you can't ever be with her because you two fell for each other over some heartbreak you both wanted to get over as quickly as possible."
Will's face immediately turned into extreme hatred and anger, and he got up close to her. "Get out of my office, now." His ex-wife had just called the love of his life a bitch, and he wasn't going to take that. "NOW."
With that, Terri was gone. Will couldn't get over what she said, however, for maybe she was right…Had he and Emma just gotten together because they were too heartbroken to think straight?

He walked to lunch, still dazed from the random encounter with Terri. Unable to understand, his mind reeled at how one person could completely change what he was thinking.
"Hey, Will!" Emma called, brightening as she saw him.
"Um, hey, I'm not feeling very well. I'm going to go eat in my office for today. I'll see you tonight." He just needed to think, to make sure that he was right. Actually, the more he thought about it, he just wanted to make sure he wouldn't inevitably hurt Emma. Would he just get bored soon? He gave her a quick, apologetic peck on the lips and walked away, leaving her confused and alone.