A/N: Thanks for everyone who reviewed!! I'm so excited to get some… Okay, HeadoverJonasFan4Life had a comment about Rachel's attitude last chapter that I will take into consideration… don't be afraid to offer suggestions, because I've only written 3 stories- I'm not an expert… Ok, so here we are:

Three: The O Word

Artie Abrams entered the Password to get into his E-Mail Account, which was "Guithook" but he was thinking about changing his password to "Warner."

She was beautiful. And, Artie couldn't get her out of his head. Was she all that original? No, she wasn't anything all that new, in the truest since of the word.

Yet, she was different than all the other girls Artie knew that were just as beautiful. Ellie Warner cared.

She cared about the kid in the wheelchair. To put it lightly, that did not happen with other beautiful girls. "Oh, God, get the cripple away from me." They would say horrible things like that, as if Artie was some sort of robot or pet you could just talk bad about without them caring.

Ellie wasn't like that. She had smiled at Artie, and really smiled. She hadn't given him a plastered smile, one that somebody put on to get out of having to do homework.

Artie knew when someone was just pretending to be nice to him. It happened so often that it didn't even bother him that much anymore.

"Loser," they'd call him. Why, because he was handicapped? Or smart? Or had braces? Or a combination of the three? It used to really get at Artie, and hurt him.

He tried to not let it bother him anymore. What was the use of arguing with someone who didn't understand? Nobody did. There was a difference between being unpopular and being called "wheels" in front of teachers.

Artie had already fallen for Ellie. It was kind of sad, in a way. The wheelchair kid fantasizing about a beautiful woman simply because she smiled at him?

He knew how crazy it sounded, but he didn't care. Only Artie knew what it was like to be the wheelchair kid.

Ellie clearly didn't know, but she knew loss better than anyone Artie had ever met. He did like to think about what it was like back when he could walk.

Ellie made him feel like he could walk again, even if he knew he couldn't.

He logged in, and watched an interesting YouTube video on the subject of Russian Culture that one of his friends from Cleveland had sent him.

Then, he began a conversation with his Pen pal, whose real name he didn't know. But, he was known as NaSpaw, while Artie was whatsmellsinhere.

He thought it was funny, so he had picked it from a line of suggestions that the service had given him.

His pen pal told him everything. He returned the favor.

Soon, they had become pretty good friends.

In any case, they had a pretty good chat and then Artie logged off so he could go read about the promised Performances from the Glee Club's website, which Rachel ran (what a surprise.)

It said that according to Mr. Schuster, New Directions was now in Caramel's tournament this month. That was interesting.

"Artie, you're pretty good at Guitar," she had told him when he asked Ellie afterwards about his band connections.

Did he care about stupid comments like that? He had learned to accept and appreciate any compliments he could get. They were few and far between.

Artie picked up his Guitar from outside his Bedroom closet, and began strumming quietly. He didn't have a song he was playing, but he could care less.

Ellie liked it when he played the Guitar. That was good enough for him. "But it's OK," he'd tell everyone who was fake concerned about the wheelchair.

He only would tell people who really were concerned the truth. And, the truth was that he really wished he could walk again. It ached, but for the most part, it didn't really affect him.

He was a normal kid, besides the fact that he couldn't walk. It seemed like Ellie realized that.

Artie didn't feel like trying to remember pretty girls who would give him the time of day. He couldn't even rack his brain to find one. He laughed now. Ellie was enough to make him laugh. She reminded him of someone he had known. Years ago, Artie had known the person.

It was a girl.

Her name started with…

An O?

Oh, wow, Artie didn't have a clue. What was her name?

He pondered the question for a few minutes, before finally simply giving up.

It wasn't worth it.

Artie continued to simply go through things on the Glee website, commenting on Rachel's blog about the whole club really coming together as a group, saying that it was "big that we can really be understood by each other."

He checked back to his AOL for a moment, and saw that one of his friends from Cleveland had sent him a reply. They were talking about the friend's girlfriend.

Her name was Amy, and Artie had seen a picture of her. She was smokin' hot.

Artie worked quickly on an Algebra assignment, pausing once to go to the Bathroom and wheel back near his bed.

He laughed when he saw what was on his bed. His cat, Stew, had climbed up from under his desk and was now halfway on the bed, but he was also partially hanging off of it.

"Stew, you're crazy," he laughed, and got a gentle purr in response. He stroked the cat slowly, rubbing his fingernails against it, and laughing.

"You really are nuts," he told his cat, and got back on his Computer. He wrote a note to his English Teacher about him being absent three days before, and needing the extra day to complete the assignment. He e-mailed it.

His Cell Phone rang. He pulled it out of his pocket and answered. "Hey," said Finn Hudson.

"Oh, hi, Finn," he said. "What are you calling for?"

"I just wanted to know if you could bring your Guitar over when you tutor me on Sunday?"

"Uh… sure," Artie answered. "Let me bring it in a protective case."

"Of course. Puck will come over after you finish actually tutoring, so that's why we are gonna have some real Jam sessions. How do you feel about playing 'Jump' by Van Halen?" Finn asked.

"That's a great song. I know most of it," Artie beamed.

"How about 'Alive' by Pearl Jam?"

"I know all of it," Artie said.

"Okay, I'll see you then," Finn told him.

"Alright, bye," Artie said, and hung up.

He got back on his computer, but he didn't know why. Artie liked to do things like that. He'd be on his computer or playing his Guitar for hours at a time. He said it was like other kids playing football or something like that, except obviously, he couldn't do that.

Olivia? Was that the girl's name? No, it wasn't. Olivia didn't sound right.

He watched the performance the guys had done of "It's My Life/Confessions Part II" during the competition with the girls. That moment, on screen, was a shining moment for Artie. Nobody was about to tell him different.

Artie clicked back to the Glee website, and saw that Rachel had added Ellie's name and picture to the website.

There it was- Ellie O. Warner.

Suddenly Artie knew the girl's name. Except O wasn't her first name.

Eleanor Ophelia Warner was her full name, and Eleanor and Arthur had run around together as little kids.

Ellie had reminded Artie of Ellie.

And, she had reminded him of Ophelia.