Chapter 6-Breadstix
Author's Note- Hey everybody! Sorry I haven't updated in like a week…I got busy. I promise that starting from now on, updates will come at least once every four days. Anyways, I left you guys stranded with a cliffhanger last chapter, so this is continuing from there. In case you forgot Will is just opening the door after hearing Emma's voicemails, and it's the day after the confrontation (Wednesday), and the dance is on Monday. I almost forgot, thanks for the reviews last chapter, they were awesome. But since I only got two, I was a little disappointed, because I know you guys are out there. So please review!
Will Schuester nervously twisted the door handle, wondering who could be on the other side. As the door creaked open, he found none other than the New Directions standing there. All of the students were there, most were wearing sad and sympathetic smiles. "Um, hi guys. What are you doing here?" he asked, clearly shocked.
"Hi Mr. Schue, we knew you were feeling down and decided to check up on you," Mercedes said.
"Um, okay. Do you guys want to come in?" Will asked, embarrassed. Great! Now they probably all think I'm a loser. They all saw the posters…but did they see lunch yesterday? I hope not. I'm supposed to be a role model, and they can all probably tell I've been crying, he thought, as the glee kids slowly entered his apartment. They all looked around, with curious looks plastered on their faces.
"Okay, Mr. Schue. The real reason we're here is because we know what happened between you and Ms. Pillsbury," Finn confessed, while everyone nodded.
"What do you mean?" The Spanish teacher asked, puzzled. Oh God! Please say they don't know everything! he thought to himself.
"Well, we know that Ms. P put up the posters and Finn saw her yell at you in the lounge. He heard everything, so he came and told us. But don't worry we're not telling anyone. Please don't be mad at us, we just want to help," Quinn explained.
"Oh God. Look, I'm really sorry you guys had to see that but there's really nothing you and I can do. She's already got a new boyfriend, and she obviously doesn't care about my feelings," Mr. Schuester told them. Maybe she does care about my feelings a little bit. I mean, she did call like twelve times, but if she cared she never would've done that, Will thought.
"She does care. It's obvious that you two belong together, I mean really everyone knows it. You two are like Romeo and Juliet with all the obstacles you have to overcome. And Puck and Finn went to talk to Ms. Pillsbury today, and she's really sorry," Kurt explained.
"You talked to her? What did she say?" Will asked, suddenly interested.
"She feels horrible, all Ms. P wants is your forgiveness," Finn said.
"Oh, okay," Mr. Schue replied. He was a little disappointed that her forgiveness didn't include loving him or getting back together.
"Anyways, we're going to take you out to dinner at Breadstix," Mike said.
"I'm not even in good shape," Will said, motioning to his face and pajama pants.
"So just get dressed quickly. We'll wait outside," Santana suggested. Then she and the rest of the New Directions went into the hallway.
Alright, where are my jeans? And a good shirt, Will thought, as he rummaged through his clothing. He pulled on a pair of dark blue jeans and grabbed a long sleeve dark gray shirt. Will pulled the shirt over his head and ran his hands through his hair a few times. The glee coach looked in the mirror, he didn't look horrible anymore. In fact, you could barely tell he'd been crying. Mr. Schue grabbed his tan leather jacket and headed out the door.
"Okay, so I was thinking everybody could take their own cars and meet up at Breadstix," Matt suggested. Everyone nodded, said good bye and began walking back to their cars.
Emma Pillsbury's phone buzzed. She quickly snatched it off the kitchen counter, hoping it would be the curly haired man, whose heart she broke. Emma looked down at its small screen, it read '1 new text- Carl Howell.' Emma sighed, she expected guys to call back but not this soon. The guidance counselor opened the text, it read, Hey Em, meet me Breadstix in 30 min.- Carl. Emma's breath hitched, only Will called her Em. Oh no…what have I done? I'm leading two men on…with absolutely no idea what the future holds. Well, I should go to Breadstix, Emma thought. She grabbed her purse and walked outside to her car. When she started the car, the radio came on. It was 'Don't Stop Believing' by Journey, Will's absolute favorite song. Why does everything remind me of him? Argh, well maybe because you practically killed him. I just wish we could be friends again, Emma thought, sadly. The song ended and a pop song came on. Emma looked outside her window; he was so close to her but so far away. If only she knew that Will was at Breadstix that very moment.
Will laughed at Brittany's joke. The Spanish teacher was actually having a good time. The food was great and the kids were all being very supportive and kind- even to one another. "So, you guys know we're singing at the winter dance, right?" Will asked, he hadn't told the kids yet. But news spread as fast as a plague in the halls of McKinley High, so he figured they'd already heard.
"Yes, and I took the liberty and picked out songs for everybody at practice yesterday," Rachel exclaimed.
"Thanks, that's great guys. Is everybody happy with their song choices?" Will asked, concerned. He knew that Rachel could be controlling and wanted to make sure every kid got their say.
"Yeah, the dwarf actually did good for once," Brittany said. Everyone laughed at that, even Rachel. The restaurant door opened, and Will glanced back to see who it was. He dropped his fork at the sight of her, it was Emma. The glee kids caught him staring and looked towards the door and saw their guidance counselor with an older man. The man had black hair and had his hand around Emma's waist. They all presumed it was Carl. Will looked away quickly and as much as it embarrassed him, he felt that familiar stinging in the back of his eyes and the ache in the pit of his stomach. Emma hadn't spotted him yet, at least. If she talked to Will, he wasn't sure what he'd do.
Quinn put a reassuring hand on her hurt teacher's back. "Do you want to leave?" she asked quietly.
"No, it's okay. I want you guys to have fun," Will said.
"It's not fun for us to watch you in pain," Puck admitted. Finn signaled for the waiter and paid the split the check with everyone except Mr. Schue.
"Let's go get ice cream at Coldstone. It's only down the street, it can be my treat," Will suggested, looking at his shoes. He didn't want to accidently make eye contact with Emma.
"Great idea," Tina said. Everyone got up and filed out of their booth. As they walked through the door, Will couldn't resist. He looked back over his shoulder, his hazel eyes filled with hurt and pain. At the same moment, Emma looked up and spotted Will. Her big, brown eyes met his hazel, hurt ones for the briefest second. But it was long enough for them both to feel heartbroken all over again. Will's eyes darted back over to the exit and he walked out, without looking back again.
Emma couldn't focus on her meal or date for the rest of the evening, after seeing Will's hurt face. He was there with the glee club and she remembered Puck and Finn saying that they were going to talk to him. Her heart broke once more with the fact that he was able to face the glee club but not her. I can't believe I did this to him. He looked like a sad puppy. Will wouldn't even come over and talk to me, not that I blame him. What I did was horrible…hopefully he'll come to school tomorrow. Then we can talk and I'll apologize in person. Oh…who am I kidding? He's never going to talk to me again, Emma thought sadly, as she lay in her bed. It had been a long night for both of them, and this was only the beginning.
So, how was it? What'd you think? This chapter was extremely hard to write, I had writer's block for the longest time. Also, HannahAli if you're reading this; this is my interpretation of your idea. I hope you liked it. If you could please review and let me know what you thought, that would be awesome. Thanks again for the idea. For all the rest of you; ideas are gladly accepted in reviews. Who knows, they might even end up in the story;) Since this chapter was so hard to write, reviews would be greatly appreciated. So people, please review! I'll try to have my next chapter up by Wednesday. Please R&R!