Sorry guys this is more of a short filler chapter... I've been trying to plan the next few chapters and it's been harder than I thought. Also I've been a little immersed in another fandom the past week, but don't worry, I'm not giving up on Tartie! :)

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Artie hummed as he wheeled back to his room. It had been a good couple of days; his therapy was going well (his arm muscles and abs were definitely improving, he thought smugly) and he was having a good time hanging out with Sean, who had apologised profusely about six times now.

On top of this, he finally had a free moment to call Tina. He knew she was working, but she'd told him she was hauled up in the spare office and if he could please, please, please bother her whenever he liked.

He planned to do just that.

In his room he quickly transferred to his bed to get more comfortable and pulled out his cellphone.

It rang a few times, longer than usual, before it picked up.

"Hello?" asked a voice that definitely was not Tina. It sounded...like a guy?

"Hello?" Artie replied, confused. He'd pressed the speed-dial, so it's not like he could've pressed the wrong number. "Uh... who is this?"

"Sam." The guy replied, with no sign of continuing.

"Ok. Is Tina there?" Artie asked, hoping to get off the phone with whoever this was as soon as possible.

"She's not here right now. I'll tell her you called though."

"Thanks," Artie said, "Tell her it was Artie. And that she can call me back anytime."

The guy, Sam, just grunted and Artie took that as a sign to hang up. He looked at the phone quizzically, as though it could give him answers.

He put his phone down next to him, pondering what to do. Had it all gone to plan he probably would've chatted to Tina for a while. Now he had nothing. Sean had a pool session, he was pretty sure and he didn't know any of the other kids to just barge into their rooms.

He may as well see what his other friends were up to he thought as he picked up his phone and sent off a message to Kurt, Mercedes, Brittany and a guy from the AV club. Yo! Hows ur summer going? – A

A moment later his phone chirped and he saw that Brittany had replied. Wheres it going? I think its sad tho, the sky keeps crying.

Artie chuckled to himself and pulled out one of books he'd brought, but hadn't had a chance to read yet. Resting his head on the headboard, his abs hurt a bit. But he wasn't complaining, he knew he legs would hurt more if they could.

Half an hour later, Tina still hadn't called back.

Tina yawned, more out of boredom than anything else. She looked at the clock and was happy to realise she could nearly go home. Sam, across the table from her looked like he was in exactly the same mood.

She moved a couple of papers across her desk, and was surprised to find her phone sitting there. Realising she hadn't seen it since right after lunch, she picked it up quickly. It had been on silent, so she hadn't even heard the few messages she had received from Mercedes and surprisingly Brittany, who asked her whether the sky was going anywhere.

Sam looked up as she was tapping away replies. "Oh yeah, you got a call before. I forgot."

Her head snapped up, "When?" Tina was surprisingly protective of her phone and her contacts; this being a result of her parents taking a long time to allow her to have one. They were lovely people, but everyone else at school having one did not sit highly on their scale of acceptable reasons.

"Uh, like lunchtime? You left it on the table when you went to get coffees. So I picked up, said you weren't here." Sam shrugged.

"Who was it?" she asked, flicking to her call log.

"Ummm... Archie?" Sam guessed, making a confused face. "Some guy."

"Archie?" she wondered, and then finally saw his name on the list, "Oh, Artie!"

"Yeah, it was Artie," Sam nodded, looking bored of the conversation and checked his own phone.

Tina felt guilty for missing his call, especially since she begged him to call her when he could. She quickly sent him a message. Sry I missed ur call. The guy who answered 4got 2 tell me. Talk 2nite? x T

She resumed her work, willing the clock to go faster so she could get out of there. Not only did she want to talk to Artie, but she was meeting Kurt and Mercedes at the nearest diner for ice creams.