"So, you and Rashad, huh?" Mercedes jumped and spun around, pressing a hand to her chest.
"Lord boy! Come out of the shadows! And give a girl some warning that you're there!" Mercedes scolded Azimio, who chuckled and stepped out of the corner he was in. He had been watching her. Not in a creepy way though. In a normal, polite interest way. In no other way. He had noticed how she and Rashad acted around one another. And he thought it was...cute.
"So, you and Rashad, huh?" he repeated. Mercedes looked at him funny.
"What about us?" she asked.
"You're together now." he said, as if it should be obvious. Mercedes blinked, looking at him in surprise.
"Really? Well then, I guess I should thank you for letting me know, because I had no idea." she shook her head, "We're not together. We're just friends." she clarified. Azimio snorted. "What?" Mercedes narrowed her eyes at him.
"That's not what he thinks." he stated, "Just ask anyone from the football locker room. He said he went over your house last night and..."
"You would not believe this chick! If you can deal with the curves, then god is she a wildcat in bed!" Hoots and hollers followed that statement. Azimio's grip on his locker tightened. Dave glanced over at him. On the other side of Dave, Sam was simmering with anger.
"Mercedes isn't some cheap whore Rashad!" Sam finally snarled. Anthony glanced over, then laughed.
"I know that boy. Jeez, I had to buy her dinner and help babysit her little brothers and sisters! That ain't cheap baby! That's just annoying!" he smirked, "But after the little kiddies went to bed...bam!" Wolf whistles and snickers. Sam looked like he was about to pounce, but Dave grabbed a hold of him.
"Come on. Morning practice is over; we can get out of here, maybe we can stop at a janitor's closet before class." he growled suggestively, but quietly, so no one else could hear it. Except for Azimio, who gave him a look and crinkled his nose in disgust. Dave just winked as he dragged Sam out of the room.
"And god, the things she does with her mouth! She won't be singing for a while after last night!" Azimio slammed his locker shut, and stalked out of the room, but not before he caught the smirk Rashad sent his way.
"I don't believe you." Mercedes shook her head. "Rasha- Anthony, is a great guy. he's sweet and kind and polite." she shook her head again, crossing her arms across her chest, "Basically, everything you're not." she added spitefully.
Ouch. That one stung. And here he thought that they had something. It wasn't everyday he spent an hour discussing a dress with a girl, like he did with her about the royal wedding. Especially when he got nothing in return, not even a kiss on the cheek goodbye. He threw his hands up in the air.
"You know what, whatever. Here I was trying to be kind and polite and sweet by telling you that he's a jackass, but whatever." he growled, spinning on his heel and walking away.
"Wait!" he automatically stopped. "Are you telling me the truth?" Mercedes asked cautiously, then added a threat, "Because if not, I'm gonna have to whoop your ass for making me make a scene as I slap the taste out of Anthony's mouth." Azimio's lips curled into a smile and he spun around.
"Girl, why would I lie?" he asked, still grinning because she was believing him. She levelled him a stare that would have made lesser men cower, but he stood tall, until she finally nodded and uncrossed her arms.
Ah, how he loved Rashad's face when he stumbled down behind her in the hall, trying to explain himself.
"Hey Quinn, did you hear? Blaine transferred to McKinley!" When Mercedes first informed her of this, of course shock was her first reaction, then fear. It was irrational fear really. Her mind went to Shelton (and the majority of other homophobes) and then she thought he would be angry, and then she thought he might do something, not only to Blaine and Kurt, but to her again. Then, she felt guilty for thinking about herself. Then, she felt nervous again at the prospect of seeing Shelton do something again.
Then she ran into Artie.
"Hi." she breathed, jumping forward a little bit to catch up to him as he wheeled pass her. She glanced sideways at him and saw the weird look on his face. It seemed like a mix of confusion, hurt, and sort of...pride. "What?" she asked. Artie glanced at her, then sighed.
"Nothing...I just had a really weird conversation..."
"Artie, can I talk to you for a second?" Artie glanced up, before shutting his locker and smiling.
"Sure, what's up?" Tina grabbed the handles of his wheelchair and steered him into an abandoned classroom, before shutting and locking the door behind them. "What, is this where you have your way with me, then kill me?" he joked. Tina shook her head no, serious. Artie turned somber, planning on giving her his full attention.
"I've been thinking alot lately, and I've talked to Brittany, and she helped me out alot." Tina wrung her hands together. "We're good friends, right?" Artie nodded. "Well, we were good friends last year too...and then we were more than friends..." Tina smiled at him, and Artie leaned back slightly.
"Wait...are you saying..."
"I broke up with Mike." Tina blurted before he could finish, "Really, the only thing we shared in common was being Asian and dancing. Last year...when I was with you...we had alot of fun. We had- have alot in common." Tina said. She grabbed his hand. "I think we should get back together."
Artie blinked a few times, shaking his head to clear it. This didn't make sense. "Tina, we can still have fun while being friends." he pointed out, "I thought that you didn't want to be together because I care more about video games than you." Artie finished coldly.
"No! I mean, yes, you do love your video games, but that's just a part of you that I have to accept. It's something that I'll learn to love about you Artie." Tina insisted earnestly. "I do love you." she added. Artie released a deep breath.
"Tina, I don't know. I'll be truthful with you. I don't think us getting back together is a good. You really hurt me when you dumped me for Mike. All you had to do was ask for more attention. I didn't know what I was doing wrong. It was really one of my first serious relationships with you. And I know that same is true with you. We should have talked about things, about our relationship. It's lucky that we managed to remain friends through all this, and I don't want to risk your friendship again." Artie said, finishing his rant with a deep sigh. Tina bit her lip.
"Artie, please...can you just take a few days...think about it?" she begged. Artie nodded slowly.
"Okay...I'll be...open to it, but I can't promise that my thoughts will change." he warned. Tina nodded.
"Of course! I understand!" she leaned down and kissed his cheek softly, "Thank you Artie." she breathed, hugging him too, before leaving the classroom, leaving the door open for him.
"Oh." Quinn managed after he finished explaining this to her. "Do you know what you're going to do?" she asked carefully, "You and Tina were a...lovely couple." she spit out the last two words. No. This wasn't happening. She needed someone steady in her life. Someone who was going to be her friend, a rock, and be there for her. Artie was that for her right now, and she wasn't going to ruin it by developing feelings for her. She was going to wait for Finn. She was in love with Finn. Yes. Yes.
"I don't know yet." Artie replied, and she focused back in on their conversation. "I mean, yes, I do care about Tina. Even before we were dating we were really good friends," Quinn felt like hitting herself when the thought instantly popped to mind that she and Artie were good friends now. Yes. So maybe they could grow to more. No. She loved Finn. She would wait for Finn. Yes. Yes. "...so I don't know if it's just feelings of friendship that I feel for her, or more."
"Well, you should figure it out." Quinn coughed after she managed to choke the words out, although they sounded more like 'Wellyouldfigout' and then a cough. Artie looked to her, eyebrows furrowing.
"Are you okay Quinn?" he asked, concerned. Finn was never concerned about her health like that. No. That was a lie. Finn loved her. They would get back together after he worked things out with himself. Yes. Yes. "Quinn?"
"I'm fine." she blurted, then added a false smile, just for show. Artie gave her a look, but shrugged.
"Okay, well, what do you think I should do?" he asked, since he sensed she was uncomfortable.
"Go out with me."
R & R. Hey ShezzaMezza and Sinfully Sined, I still need your oneshot ideas! P.S. hallowsbeforehorcruxes/gleeluvver I have your oneshot(/drabble) up! Check it out, and for anyone who's interested, here is what it's about: prompt: The Glee cast watch AVPM and/or AVPS- cue embarrassed Darren. CrissColfer please.