Whatshisname

A/N – I've been listening to a lot of Green Day lately and this little scene just popped in there. It's future fic.

If you know the song 'Whatshername' you can probably figure out who the characters are.

He sat back on the couch and opened the book. It contained almost twenty years of memories. It was his book; no one else took even a notice of it. They knew it was there, but never really bothered to open it.

He looked at the first page – a class photo from elementary school. His fingers ghosted over a face before turning the page. Other class photos went by… he paused at each one, seeming to reach out to touch the past before moving on.

Time moved forward until he came upon a page torn out of a high school year book. It had been horribly graffitied, but he could still see the smiling faces underneath. There were also several programs from various competitions. The section of the book concluded with a senior class photo, a graduation announcement and an article from the local paper announcing a win at nationals.

The next section had several programs and news articles following college plays and musicals. He smiled as he remembered each show and how proud he had been. A program from a college graduation ceremony, along with a photo of a young man accepting his diploma ended this section of the book.

As he turned the pages, he smiled as he gazed over professional theatre programs from local, then off Broadway, and finally several Broadway productions. There were reviews and other articles from newspapers to go with each show.

A smile spreads across his face as he turns the page to a program and a pair of tickets to the Tony Awards. On the facing page is an article from the New York Times listing the winners. After everything that happened, he made it.

"Dad!" a teenage boy in a cheerleading uniform bursts through the door. "Coach says we can't be late for the game. Pop is waiting in the car."

He smiles at his son, a different kind of pride welling up in his chest. He closes the book and sets it back on the shelf before turning off the light and heading out to the car.

A/N – What do you think? Comments are welcomed with open arms.

Thought I ran into you down on the street,
Then it turned out to only be a dream,
I made a point to burn all of the photographs,
She went away and then I took a different path,
I remember the face, but I can't recall the name,
Now I wonder how whatshername has been...

Seems that she disappeared without a trace,
Did she ever marry ole whatshisface,
I made a point to burn all of the photographs,
She went away and then I took a different path,
I remember the face, but I can't recall the name,
Now I wonder how whatshername has been...

Remember, whatever,
It seems like forever ago!
Remember, whatever,
It seems like forever ago!
The regrets are useless,
In my mind,
She's in my head,
I must confess!
The regrets are useless,
In my mind,
She's in my head,
From so long ago!
(Go... go... go... go...)
(Go... go... go... go... go...)
Remember in the darkest night,
If my memory serves me right,
I'll never turn back time!
Forgetting you, but not the time!

A/N - FYI – Pop isn't Kurt. Sorry guys.