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I jumped and winced, dropping the sanitary hand wipe I had been scrubbing down the table with. My gaze flitted up to land on one Sue Sylvester, and a soft sigh escaped my lips. She really wasn’t worth encouraging, and any comment I could possibly make would egg her on. Maybe, just maybe she would go away. I shifted the glove on my hand further up and grabbed the wipe again, but before I knew it, the Cheerio’s Coach was standing right before me.

I swear, I’ve had the worst luck with the physical education faculty.

I glanced up at her, pure annoyance reflected in my eyes as I shifted my weight from one foot to the other. “Yes, Sue?” I responded, my tone a frigid politeness that I could only be matched by the clenching of my jaw. Straightening up and looking at her, I noticed the smug look plastered to her face and my heart sank. The school year hadn’t even started yet. The faculty usually just came in a few days prior to the school year to get their rooms/offices ready, and that’s precisely what I was doing. I didn’t actually expect Sue to care enough to show up. But sure enough, she had moseyed her way back into my office. It had been such a pleasant summer without her.

“I heard you finally got rid of that Schuester,” she continued, and I rolled my eyes. Count on her to bring up a sore spot in my life. “Congratulations. I never liked him anyways. I’m proud of you, Anna. I heard that your new squeeze has much better hair.” I simply nodded, deciding that I would just let her speak rather than causing more problems. “I have to say, I have much more respect for you now.”

It would figure that half of the abuse I received from Sue would be due to the man I had obviously lusted after for years -- she still couldn’t remember my name, but she ‘respected’ me now. I nodded up at her, to signal that I acknowledged her words, then looked right back down.

“Still,”[/i] she added as she began to walk away, “your cleaning habits are as anal as a couple of monkeys throwing their feces at their young like it’s mother’s milk.”

And.. There was Sue. Her insults were a bit off, but I supposed she was just out of practice. I figured she’d be up to speed soon enough.

Nevertheless, I was rather annoyed. I had absolutely no idea how she found out about Carl but I didn’t want her to. I didn’t want to have to discuss my relationship with anybody at school. I didn’t want people talking about it, both for my sake and Will’s -- I figured it would be a tougher subject for him, just as it was for me. What happened last year was something that I couldn’t even wrap my mind around. It was an utter mess. I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t think about it often over the summer months. I second guessed my relationship with Carl, replayed his words (and oh, that kiss) in my mind a ridiculous number of times. He had been right. I did love him, but I was doing everything I possibly could to change that. I didn’t want to treat Carl like I did Ken.

My nose wrinkled as I did my best to rid myself of the thoughts, and I went back to scrubbing the desk in my office. Yeah. That was better.

One. Two. Three. Four… [/ul]

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Unfortunately, the only open entrance to the school before the year started was near the Guidance Office. Emma's Office. This would be painful. Will Schuester lifted the heavy cardboard box out of the trunk of his car, the small Spanish flag almost poking him in the eye. He noticed through the window of the Guidance Office that Sue Sylvester was speaking with Emma, who was scrubbing her desk. If she wasn't careful, she'd rub the polish right off of the wood. Will kicked the trunk closed with one of his feet, and carried the load inside, passing the office nonchalantly, though it killed him every time he set foot near Emma these days. Sue confronted him immediately, as was expected.

So William, I can't wait for our banter to begin once again this year,

[/i] she said, the ghost of a smirk on her lips. Maybe convincing Figgins to allow the Glee Club to stay for another year was a mistake. A huge one. I mean, I almost vomited when I saw your hair come through that front door.[/i] You know Sue? Are you sure you don't menstruate, because I could swear that you're on a 24/7 PMS schedule,[/color] he challenged. Well I'd let you go down there and check, but I'd be too tempted to crush your head between my thighs.[/i]

Before Will had a chance to come back with something better, Sue was gone. She always did that, and it irritated him to no end. Whatever though. He had a Spanish room to redecorate, and a choir room to attend to. He had an endless pile of CDs in the trunk in other boxes for the Choir Office, and he was going to have to make a few more trips back to get them. At that moment, he caught a glance at Emma through the window of her office, and he waved, unsure if she saw him or not. He continued to walk down the hallway to the Language Wing, room 306 is where his classroom was.

He set down the box on his desk and sighed in relief at the released weight. Wow, it was like he was coming into the school as a new teacher again. The choir room would seem haunted as well... He flipped on his iPod to Can't Fight This Feeling, and found it ironic that only a year ago he heard Finn Hudson sing the same song. Out of habit, and knowing that there was really no one else in the school besides himself, he began to sing the song.

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I can't fight this feeling any longer, and yet I'm still afraid to let it flow,

[/color] Will began, as a soft tune, almost whispering to himself. He felt like the Glee kids feel now: embarrassed. In a way, singing was wonderful, and Glee was special, but he didn't like people to hear his playful singing. It was just awkward for him... The song was nearly tearing him apart when he remembered Emma looking away from him. She wanted nothing to do with him at this moment, though she still made his heart ache.

What started out as friendship has grown stronger, I only wish I had the strength to let it show,[/color] he sang stronger, his voice more confident, his throat muscles more sure. It felt right, and safe for him to sing, even if it was with himself. He swung his hips stiffly as he put away his possessions into his re-claimed desk, but they loosened up as he continued to work, sticking his colourful collection of maps and posters all over the wall.

Aun como me pregunto te estoy cuidando a la vista,[/color] he sang, then laughed, realizing that he had sung the lyrics in Spanish. Odd. Spanish was his second language, but it didn't usually slip into his natural language that often. I've been studying too hard... he realized. All through the summer, he promised himself to take a brake from relationships; like Emma had said to him, it was all he knew. After he left Terri, he felt he needed someone else. But wasn't that natural? Maybe he wanted it too much...

Then Shelby's face came to him again. The time they kissed... she was the one who helped him as well. And since then, to keep himself occupied, he sang and studied Spanish harder than he had ever done in his life. You're a candle in the window on a cold dark winters night, and I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might![/color] Will was on top of his desk now, holding his fist to his mouth like a microphone, and dancing like he was on America's Got Talent. And I can't fight this feeling anymore. I've forgotten what I started fighti--[/color]

And there she was. Will fixed his tie, which had been twisted around to lie on his back in his dancing, and he leapt off of his desk, almost toppling it over. Emma,[/color] he said, wanting to progress to kiss her on the lips. But he wasn't close enough, and he was smart enough to stop himself. Emma was dating her dentist, or orthodontist, or whoever it was, and wanted some away time from Will. He could understand that, but he still wanted her, and he wasn't willing to give her up, and he made sure that she knew that the last day of school, with their latest kiss.

It was a shame their latest kiss had been almost three months ago. Finally, Will managed to clear his head, and made his hands busy with taking out some of the other Spanish materials, mostly curriculum books. Uh, I'm sorry,[/color] he said, trying to be nonchalant, did you need something?[/color] He tapped the microphone on his earbud once to pause the music, and took out his iPod, wrapping the white chords around the rectangular frame.

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[/color][/b] she began with a stutter, fighting to get the horrified look off of her face (and failing miserably). "Oh g-gosh, I'm sorry, I didn't... I just... I... I wasn't thinking and I just. Oh gosh."[/b] Em couldn't even form a full sentence. She forced her eyes to close, and she shook her head in a sad attempt at recollecting her head. "I'm s-sorry, I'll go. Go ahead and, uhm, continue as you were, I didn't mean to interrupt o-or anything and... S-sorry."[/b] [/ul]

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Emma had had her eyes closed when he was singing, as if she were in a deep sleep, dreaming of something wonderful. But how did she end up in the doorframe of Will's Spanish classroom? When Will had made his jump off the desk, calling her name, her eyes snapped open, and a look of panic smeared across her face. Immediately, Will placed the books and accessories for the room on his desk, worried. I-I, uhm... Oh g-gosh, I'm sorry, I didn't... I just... I... I wasn't thinking and I just. Oh gosh.

[/i] Will couldn't help it. He smiled at her when he saw how embarrassed she was. He briefly imagined closing the distance between them in a few strides, kissing her. But it was only his imagination. Emma shook her head as if she were trying to expel a horrible thought, and Will hoped that he wasn't so terrible to think about. Her tangerine curled hair bounced irresistibly. I'm s-sorry, I'll go. Go ahead and, uhm, continue as you were, I didn't mean to interrupt o-or anything and... S-sorry.[/i]

No, no![/color] he said, a little too enthusiastically. Crap. It was then he made a move he knew that in the future, if he ever met this "Carl Dentist Guy," he would regret. Emma currently belonged to someone else, but Will was too selfish at the moment to care anymore. Come here. Sing with me,[/color] he suggested. I know you can sing Emma... and I, uh, I need help rearranging my room.[/color] Please don't say no, please don't say no, he prayed, don't say no. The look in his eyes was probably that of love and desperation, something he wished to never have as a combination. In an ironic kind of way, he felt like Ken Tanaka.

She was going to kill him. He took out his iPod speakers, plugged the device in, and flipped to the original version of Forever Young by Alphaville, playing it out loud. He sang along, and then looked at her. Look,[/color] he began, I know we sort of have a lot of tension since... that happened. Yes, I made out with Shelby Cocoran, but really, nothing happened with April.[/color] He finally closed the distance between them, lighting clasping his hands around Emma's wrists. In other words, you know that I still love you Emma. I can hardly see that ever changing in the near or far future. Like I said, dentist or no, this thing between us isn't over. Three months didn't change any of that.[/color]

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Her name, Emma noted mentally, sounded sweet after those words. Last time he said them, he’d taken her by surprise and she was confused. Hurt. But now she was just conflicted. She was aching. Neither of them seemed to be running this time. It was just the two of them, alone, and as he usually did, he clouded her mind. She knew that she should have pulled away right when he got close. But she couldn’t bring herself to do it, and simply stood there, feeling his touch on her wrists as she thought of something to say. Before she could, she heard his next bit.

Dentist or no, this thing between us isn’t over.

He’d said that before, and Emma had spent so much time back at home trying to discredit him. To give herself any reason to believe that it was over, and he was just shooting the bull for one last chance at her. But as they stood there, she realized that it wasn’t going to go away until one of them got their way.

Not that she knew what her way was, anymore.

“Will,”[/b] Emma whispered softly, her gaze flitting from their hands up to his face. “I don’t know what you want me to say. I mean…”[/b] She paused for a moment, contemplating if she should say what she had planned, and decided it was best to just get it out. “You know that you were right, back in June, when you told me that I still loved you. Because I do. But we tried it, Will, and I wasn’t enough for you. Emotionally, I was only replacing Terri for you, and because I wasn’t comfortable enough with the physical aspects of a relationship so quickly, you had to go off to Shelby and I just. I don’t know what it is, Will, but while you might think I am, I don’t think I’m enough for you.”[/b] Quickly, she closed her eyes. She didn’t want to cry.

“I don’t see how that’s changed from before.”[/b] [/ul]

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Will could tell that by his question, Emma was a little taken aback, and probably insecure about her singing, which to him was a bunch of crap. Emma was a fantastic singer, and when she sang I Could Have Danced All Night to him, he knew it for sure. He still loved her, and letting her go this easy was pretty close to mental suicide. He had to try. She seemed like her normal doe-eyed self, which was good. Over the past three months, nothing had really changed, but what about Carl Howe? Will knew that when Emma offered herself to him, she panicked and left, and he respected that; she didn't treat it like it was no big deal, and it meant she set higher standards for herself. Or something like that. But what if she had gone through with Carl? That would kill him, but the last time he asked, she had said no.

Will, I don’t know what you want me to say. I mean… You know that you were right, back in June, when you told me that I still loved you. Because I do. But we tried it, Will, and I wasn’t enough for you. Emotionally, I was only replacing Terri for you, and because I wasn’t comfortable enough with the physical aspects of a relationship so quickly, you had to go off to Shelby and I just, I don’t know what it is, Will, but while you might think I am, I don’t think I’m enough for you. I don’t see how that’s changed from before.

[/i] Will realized that his soft grip on Emma's wrists had grown a little firmer, as if she were to try to leave, he'd pull her back, and he released her.

Emma,[/color] he said, I still believe you're enough for me. Back in June... Back in June, yes, I was longing for emotional support from leaving Terri. You were right; that was all I knew. But I've been living alone without a girlfriend or anything for three months.[/color] He smiled, beginning to joke around. Don't you think that's enough withdrawal? I mean, there's rehab for drugs and alcohol, but I don't think any amount of rehab or therapy could get me over a drug like you.[/color] It was the cheesiest, lamest line the world had probably ever known, but being the person Will was, it was the best he could come up with on the fly. He was better at the on the spot insults he had to come up with whenever Sue Sylvester was around.

Er,[/color] he said, just now feeling the awkwardness of the air, well, my offer still stays. I'll probably be stuck in here for a few days setting up unless I can get some help, but yeah, I'd really appreciate it.[/color] With that, he felt that enough was said, and if Emma wanted to talk more, then he would listen, and respond if he found it necessary or comforting. He took the pile of textbooks off the desk and began the heave them over to the table on the side of the classroom, continuing to sing the Alphaville song.

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[/i][/color] Em's eyes closed and she inwardly chuckled at his last, cheesy statement. This was crazy.

He started to arrange his room again, and she shook her head to herself. She wanted to discuss this, without distractions. She wanted him to help clear things up for her, wanted him to say something that would sway her either way. She hated the constant inner conflict. Emma advanced towards him, resting a hand on his lower back to try and get his undivided attention. She never did mind touching him. "Will," she murmured softly, then turned around so she could lean back against his desk, directing her gaze down to the ground.

She knew she was treading dangerous territory (again -- as she usually did when she was with him), but she cleared her throat anyways. "Say, for a second. Hypothetically. That I did end things with Carl, and I did give you another chance. What would things be like?" [/ul]

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What would happen to them now? What did Emma think of him? Will couldn't decide what had really become of this messed up relationship, and felt bad for trying to persuade her otherwise, but he couldn't help it. All he could think was that he hoped Sue wouldn't walk by. Everything was blackmail to her, and he had to protect Emma and his students from that kind of influence. It was poison to their minds, but they would take it innocently.

Emma had smiled a tiny bit at his last comment, which was reassuring, but Will still didn't know what to make of the situation. If anything, it was getting more awkward. A delightful chill crawled up Will's spine when Emma had touched him, in the lower back no less, something that was a little out of character for her. Still, he liked it. She let go, murmuring his name and leaning against his desk. Say, for a second. Hypothetically. That I did end things with Carl, and I did give you another chance. What would things be like?

[/i] she asked him, looking down.

Then Will did something that was totally in-character for him, but he found himself surprised that he was doing it anyway. He lifted Emma's chin with two of his forefingers, looked her in the eyes and closed the distance until their noses were next to each other. Things would be like this, [/color]he said softly, kissing her full on the lips. He released her after just a moment, not wanting to pressure her to do something that was uncomfortable.

Damn, wait, she was still with Carl. This wasn't right. He backed away awkwardly, almost stumbling over one of the student desks. Emma, I'm sorry, I didn't mean--[/color] but he couldn't find the words. He grew frustrated with himself for being a fool, for trying to take someone else's girlfriend. But then again, Emma had done the same thing to him when he was with Terri; the only difference was that he discovered that he and Terri were growing apart. Emma and Carl were a blossoming relationship... of some sort. I'm sorry. Say hi to Carl for me.[/color]

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[/b][/color] she whispered regretfully, squeezing her eyes shut and bowing her head. She hated showing weakness, as she was now with the way she began to cry, and she wanted to hide it as best she could without completely running out on him. “C-can… Can you do that again? J-just once more?”[/color] [/ul]

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Nothing seemed to be registering with Emma. Will remembering back to last year when Emma swooned over him, and she might still have conflicting emotions for the Spanish teacher, making this almost unbearable for her. Godammit, he thought, cursing himself. And Emma was starting to cry. He wanted to punch himself in the stomach for what he did. No, this wasn't right. He had to let her make her own decisions. There were other women out there! Surely there was one who was right for him as well? Emma lowered her head, sniffling.

Oh, for the love of God, why did he have to make her cry? Will,

[/i] Emma whispered, and Will, whose gaze had been adverted in humiliation to the floor, looked up. C-Can... Can you do that again? J-Just once more?[/i] He wanted to. Oh yes, he wanted to, but as he previously learned when Emma had come to his apartment to try to "do the nasty," he had to respect her, even if she didn't know how. And right now, she wasn't in a correct state of mind.

He walked over to her again, came close, and put his arms around her in a hug, his chin resting lightly on her shoulder. No Emma, I won't,[/color] he whispered in her ear. I'm not going to turn you into what I had become so many months ago.[/color] He didn't want to leave her. In fact, if she wasn't with Carl, if she was still single, he'd take the opportunity as soon as she invited it. But none of those "if"s rang true at the moment. Emma was in a relationship, and he was determined not to screw it up like Sue had done to his and Terri's marriage. But he'd still try to win her over, the fair and square way.

If he even knew how. After a few moments, he pulled away and held Emma by her upper arms with his hands. Let's say we put this behind us, okay?[/color] he said, smiling. He brought his forefinger up to wipe one of her tears away, and then let his other hand fall down her arm, graze over her fingers, and then let go. He backed up a little, fixing the student desk he had moved, and sat on it, his fingers interlocked, resting on his knees, and looked at Emma. Well, this was awkward. So... is there really anything else to say? Because for the moment, I'm kind of out of ideas.[/color] He smirked a little, and then it turned into a full smile.

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with. emma pillsbury
music. take my hand, the cab
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[emma pillsbury]

IF A DOUBLE DECKER BUS CRASHES INTO US

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TO DIE BY YOUR SIDE IS SUCH A HEAVENLY WAY TO DIE[/color][/font]
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THIS TEMPLATE is by A CUPCAKE LOVER !
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An involuntary bitter chuckle escaped her lips, and Emma straightened up, reaching in her pocket for her little bottle of hand sanitizer. She needed something familiar, something to get her head straight, and the familiar smell filling the area as she squirted some in her hand did just the trick. As she rubbed her hands together, killing germs and soaking the substance into her skin, she looked anywhere and everywhere that wasn’t at him.

“So… Is there really anything else to say?”

Emma’s attention snapped back to him at that statement, and after the smallest of shrugs and a moment of contemplation, she shook her head slightly. “I don’t know,” she responded, her voice cracking slightly, and she cleared her throat to get herself back on track. “No, I don’t think so. I’m pretty sure everything that’s going to be said has been said.” Her arms folded lightly over her chest, and she frowned down at the floor. “I suppose I should get going, then.” [/ul]

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[william schuester]

calm your nerves now, don't worry

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JUST BREATHE, ARE YOU SURE NOW
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Emma was... laughing? She didn't sound like herself, and Will was instantly worried, but tried to smother the emotion and obvious look off his face, trying not to say anything. She began to wash her hands, as a habit he supposed, and Will instantly and visibly relaxed. Will never used hand sanitizer; it made his hands dry, and burned his skin if he had a cut. Her eyes were averting him, and he was sort of upset about it. He wanted her back so badly, but he didn't want her to turn into what he had become, with Shelby and April.

Emma looked back to him, seeming to be at attention again, and she shrugged nonchalantly. She mumbled, her voice breaking, and she cleared her throat, continuing to speak. I suppose I should get going then,

[/i] she said, looking at the floor. Will got off of the edge of the desk silently, kissed Emma on her forehead, and then left to room, shuffling in his pockets for his car keys. He was nowhere near ready for school tomorrow, and he'd have to beg Figgins again for the extra janitor job again (without Terri around, he was having a little more trouble getting by), and he'd have to wait until after school tomorrow, the first day of official Glee rehearsal, to set up the choir room.

Ugh, this was a mess. How could he go on with this, with the kids, if Sue was out to screw it up, and Emma wouldn't even look at him? He needed guidance, but unfortunately, his current counselor was prevailing in a relationship he couldn't approve of. So he'd have to find a temporary replacement. Not bothering to at least bring the boxes of CDs to the choir room today, he got into his car, started the ancient engine, and started on the drive home. Home.

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they said they wanted change

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I HOPE THAT YOU REMAIN THE SAME
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words. 302
with. emma pillsbury
notes. this is crap, but i think we're about finished for the time being?
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