The Way We Were Made

by kennagirl

They're puzzle pieces. Individually, they're a little strange and no one quite understands them. Together, everything fits and they just work.

17. But His Name Is Earl

"Hey boo, you got a minute?"

Artie glanced up at Mercedes from his locker. "For you, I've got three. What's up?"

"You've heard 'Coming Home'?"

"The Diddy song?" He shrugged. "Sure. Good song. Wanna do it?"

She nodded. "I've got Skylar's parts down, but I could use a rapper to handle Diddy's."

"Yeah, I can do that." He shut his locker and started rolling down the hall, Mercedes beside him. "Meet up at my place after school to practice?"

"Works for me. I just want to get everyone pumped for our sure to be triumphant return with a Nationals trophy."