When Artie's alarm went off he shot up and nearly fell off the bed. Damn, his alarm clock was freaking loud! He fell back onto his bed when his mini heart attack was over. Suddenly, he realized it was the first day of school. He texted his mom to get up and come into his room. She came in in an ugly pink bathrobe that had to be at least 10 years old. She went into his closet and he told her what clothes he wanted to wear that day. He settled on a white button down shirt, grey slacks, blue suspenders, a navy blue cardigan and his usual black dress shoes. "Very snazzy." thought Artie as he sat in front of his full length mirror. he rolled out the door and into the kitchen. He grabbed a piece of toast and smeared it with strawberry jam. Artie went over to the table and wheeled in beside his younger sister, Claire, who was starting her new school year in grade 7. She wasn't nearly as nervous as Artie to go back to school. Claire was a cheerleader with bright blue eyes and startling blonde hair. She immediately smiled at her older brother when he rolled in beside her, flashing her perfectly white and straight teeth. Claire was a popular girl who had it all. She had the looks, the friends and the skills. She was also an amazing athlete and student. The only thing going for Artie was that he could sing, play the guitar, he could possibly have some kind pf sympathy 'free card' or whatever, oh, and all teachers loved him. Artie fished his breakfast and wheeled down the ramp they had made for him after his accident. He wheeled himself to school and tried and failed to calm himself down on the way there. He found the wheelchair ramp and went up and into the school. Immediately he heard girls screaming and hugging, boys yelling, and saw girls and boys kissing. Artie's locker was locker 332, a bottom locker right next to a girl with blonde hair in a cheer leading uniform. She had lots of pictures of unicorns and many glittery and pink things in her locker already. Artie looked up at her, unsure what to say.

Eventually, he decided on "H-hi. I'm new here, what about you?" she turned around, wondering who was talking to her. "Down here." he called.

"oh!" she exclaimed. "sorry I didn't see you there! Hi! I'm Brittany Pierce, I'm new here too. What's your name?"

"Arthu- I mean Artie. Artie Abrams. It's nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too Artie. Um.. I don't want to be too curious, but why are you in that chair? If you wouldn't mind, could you tell me what happened?"

"I'll explain it to you later alright? how does that sound?"

"Great! Thanks Artie. I'll see you at lunch. Bye!"

Well, that was surprisingly easy, he talked to a cheer leader and she didn't just walk away like they usually do. So far, so good. Artie closed his locker and rolled around the school, looking for something to do. He saw a line and saw it led to a sign up sheet. There was a lady with blonde hair and red tracksuit on walking up and down the line, telling people to get out of the line if she didn't like them. "Harsh" thought Artie. He looked at the other sign up sheets and saw one that caught his eye. "GLEE CLUB" it said in large letters across the top of the page. "Sign Up Here!" Artie wanted to sign up for it but he couldn't reach the sign up sheet. Just then, an Asian girl with long black hair, two pigtails, purple streaks and all black clothes walked up to the sign up sheet. She wrote her name in very shaky writing which Artie could barely read. "Tina Cohen-Chang" is what Artie made out.

"Um, excuse me."

"Y-yes" said Tina, stuttering.

"I can't reach the sign up sheet, can you please right my name down?" said Artie, politely.

"Y-yeah. S-sure."

"Thank you" he said

"Wh-what's your n-name?" she asked

"Oh. right." he remembered. "Artie. Artie Abrams."

"A-alright." she said, writing it down in shaky hand writing. "I-I'm T-Tina."

"Nice to meet you Tina."

"N-nice to m-meet you t-too A-Artie."

"Listen Tina, I gotta run- well roll. I'll see you around though. It was great meeting you!" he said, rolling away.

"O-okay. Y-you too. B-bye." She said, letting out a shaky laugh and walking away.

Well, he met two people in the first 15 minutes. Not bad, not bad at all. Artie went to his locker and hung his knapsack over the back of his wheelchair. He checked his schedule and he had Math, English and Science as his first 3 periods. Well, at least he was good at all of them. He was good at all subjects, you know except for gym. Except when they did wheelchair basketball, he was always a star at that. Anyway, math was in room... 140. Alright, first floor so he probably won't be late... if he can ever find the room. Oh wait, found it! Artie rolled into the classroom and sat down in the third row next to a boy in a leopard print, nearly skin tight pant suit, a black button down and... were those shoes made of snakes or something? Weird. Artie turned his attention to the front as the teacher started talking, but the boy continued filing his nails. The teacher explained that his name was Mr. Azkus and that he would take it easy on the first week in, but it would get worse throughout the term. Wow, he's blunt. Everything he taught, Artie already knew so he opened his notebook and started drawing music notes and guitars in his notebook. That was a hidden talent of his; sketching, drawing just plain art.

"Hey." whispered the boy next to him in a very high pitched voice "you're pretty good. You gotta show me how to draw like that one day."

"Um, alright" Artie whispered.

"I'm Kurt by the way. Kurt Hummel." said the high-pitched voice next to him.

Artie turned to see Kurt looking at him. "I'm Artie" he said. "Artie Abrams."

"Cool name." said Kurt, smiling "I like the alliteration."

Artie let out a small laugh and said "Thanks. I like your name too."

Kurt smiled at him when a loud voice came from the front of you. "Hey you two! Yes you two boys! Stop talking during my class and listen to the lesson. You have plenty of time to talk outside of school, and this is not a good way to start off a new school year." They both nodded their heads, obviously not used to being yelled at, and went back to what they were doing when he turned back to the chalk board.

Class seemed to drag on forever but when it finally ended everyone grabbed their books and ran out of the class, except for he and Kurt. Artie had learned to stay behind and wait for the rush to finish before he started leaving the classroom. I don't know what Kurt was doing but he was walking slowly as if he wasn't in a rush to get out of class.

Artie caught up to him and said "hey, are you knew here?"

"No. This is my second year here but they usually mix the grade nines and tens in classes so it makes sense that we are in the same class" he responded. "What about you?" he said looking down at him.

"Yeah I'm new. What do you think of the school?"

"Well, so far I've only met you and have had Math today. Math sucks but you, you are pretty cool."

"Thanks Kurt, you are too. Gotta go, see you at lunch."

"Bye Artie." he said and headed off in the other direction.

He wheeled down the hallway towards room 153 where English was. When he got to the class he sat next to a girl in a pink sweater, a gray cardigan and a blue plaid skirt. She sat up straight, had a pink feather pen in her hand and was smiling too widely for the first day of school. English flew by and he watched her write down pink inked notes and put up her hand for every question. Yup, that was how bored he was. When class was over she skipped out of the classroom with a smile still plastered on her face.

When he rolled down the hallway to Science class, he saw a boy in a football jacket, blue jeans and a white T-Shirt walking the same way. He decided to go up to him and talk to him.

"Um hi." he said, quietly.

The boy looked around and then realized wasn't at eye level. He looked down and said "hi. Do I know you?"

"Uh, no. I'm new here and I was just trying to make conversation."

"Oh. Well hi um.."

"Artie." said Artie quickly

"Hi Artie. I'm Finn."

"Good to meet you. Are you new here too?"

"No, it's my second year here."

"Oh. Cool." They went into the same classroom and sat together. In science class the teacher kept rambling on about different rules in the science room and Artie just ended up doodling out of boredom again. He looked around the classroom and saw Tina. He smiled and she gave him a shaky smile back. He mouthed 'So bored' at her and she genuinely smiled and nodded her head in response. He smiled and turned back around to make it look like he was paying attention. When class ended, he rolled over to Tina and started a conversation.

"Alright, so how boring and useless was that class." He said

"Yeah. Totally."

"Hey! Your stutter was gone there!"

"I-it w-was?" she said, stuttering again

"well, it was gone." he said quietly.

He and Tina went into the cafeteria and were immediately swarmed by people. She went behind him and pushed him through the crowd of people. Once they were through the crowd, he thanked her and she smiled. He spotted Kurt and rolled over to him with Tina following him.

"Hey Kurt." he said, seemingly startling him.

He whipped his head around to see Artie and Tine behind him. "Oh, hi Artie!"

Artie turned to Tina and asked "have you met Kurt yet?"

"N-no." she said bluntly

"Oh well, this is Kurt." said Artie

Kurt smiled and held out his hand for Tina to shake. "Hi Tina. It's nice to meet you."

She took his hand and shook it timidly "H-hi. I-it's n-nice to m-meet you t-too."

They took a table and all went up to get their lunch. They talked about a bunch of stuff, ranging from school to their favourite bands. He didn't see Brittany at lunch that day, but he was sure he would see her again sometime. The rest of the day sped by really fast and Artie was finally ready to go audition for glee club.

A/N: so, what did you think? Please review and tell me what to change and how to make it better! Yay or Nay for this chapter? PLEASE REVIEW!