Disclaimer: It would be wonderful if I owned anything more to this story than the idea, but alas, I do not

The gruesome in the glee club

It seemed an average enough day, three members of the glee club had been slush-ied, the football players had run some plays, and Ms. Pillsbury had managed to scrub down her desk to her germ-free likening. All of these things happen before lunch time, mostly every day. One learns to count on these things to happen. The solitary thing that went against the status quo was that Ms. Sylvester wasn't here.

Now, one must understand Ms. Sylvester is never not here, it is simply not heard of. Usually, by now, she would have scribbled something in her journal, and have kicked another worthy cheerio off her squad. Personally I think Sue is a tad unstable.

Any who, by now I guess your wondering who does this guy think he is? I'm the kid that Sue knocked the slushy away from, to quote her "Those drinks are crap!"

Like I said, unstable…

I didn't think much of Sues' absence, at the time; I'm a kid who's got other things to worry about. Of course that all changed the next day, what with the FBI techs crawling around… The Feds called all persons of interest to the office, namely the cheerios, and peppered them with questions. That's when I put the pieces together, something horrible had happened to Sue, and it was important enough to bring the authorities in…

This did not bode well.

I knew Mr. Shue, my Spanish teacher, would probably be considered a suspect, he and Sue didn't always see eye-to-eye. Maybe even one of the Glee club members had done something, considering the amount of grief she put upon them…

I can only hope that whatever is going on won't strike anyone else. Also, if they question me I'm taking the 5th Amendment.

"If we have already identified the victim, why am I here? " Dr. Brennan didn't get why Booth had dragged her all the way to Ohio, seeing as they already knew who the victim was.

"Because" Booth said "I know you like being in on interrogations, plus we haven't found the murder weapon yet." Booth knew that Brennan was apprehensive, but he had gone over this before. If anyone could tell a possible murder weapon, just by looking at it, it was her.

They were going to personally question the kid who had discovered Sues' body, which had been hid under some bushes by a handy-capped access ramp.

"It was horrible, at first I just thought it was an athletic tennis-shoe buried in the dirt" he pauses; Booth then asks "What made you go look closer?"

"Not sure, but I wheeled myself onto the grass and gave the shoe a tug…" Arties' hands shook with the memory "Then I saw the leg… and then I parted the bushes… I saw Ms. Sylvester… like the way she was…"

"And then?" Brennan inquired "I yell for help, and then Finn, who was heading home, ran over. He was yelling what is it Artie? What's wrong!?" Arties' voice trailed off, as if indicating Finn's reaction when he saw Sue… Shock, horror, and disbelief…

"Thank you Mr. Abrams, we will be sure to contact you if we have any further questions." Booth said opening the door and gesturing outwards.

"…Then on my way to the parking lot, I heard Artie screaming for help." "What were you thinking right then?"… Lance was always one to probe the emotions, this was no exception.

"Well, I thought Artie was in some sort of trouble" "Like what kind of trouble?" Lance was interested in Finn's choice of words.

"The kind that tends to pick on kids in wheelchairs…" Finn had thought someone on the football team was harming, harassing, or threatening Artie. Finn had simply wanted to come to rescue him, of course the last thing in the world Finn had expected was something like this…

That's chapter 1, for the most part, Please feel free to review. I still have not decided who the murderer is… Or if anyone else gets murdered (In order to silence them)

-Kudelycraze12321