Sam sighed as he started to mop the empty hallway. A janitor. This is what had become of his life. He used to be someone. Hell he was on his way to the NFL before everything went to shit. His parents lost their jobs and the whole family was forced to live in a motel. Sam went from football star to pizza delivery boy. Now three years later things still hadn't improved much. Sam was working two jobs and sending half his paychecks to his parents every month. Sure they had gotten jobs, but not as well paying as before. Sam might have grown up and is living in his own, but Stevie and Stacy needed all the support they could get. Sam would make sure they go someplace and have everything he was forced to give up.

Quinn was late. She was supposed to be out on the field ten minutes ago and it was another ten minutes till the game started. She had been having a hair emergency and lost track of time. Coach Sylvester was not going to like this. As Quinn hurried down the dark empty hallways she failed to notice the wet floor signs and slipped and fell her butt in the air.

"Oh shit," A voice from behind her said. Quinn started to get up only to slip again. A hand grabbed her arm and helped her up. Quinn looked up and was staring into the most beautiful pair of blue eyes she had ever seen. She had to stop herself from gasping. The blue eyes belonged to a very handsome blond man. He wasn't that much older then her and he had a very large mouth. "Are you okay?" He asked her.

"Fine," Quinn replied.

"Read the sign next time," Sam said with a smirk, she knew his name by the patch on his janitors uniform. He had looked familiar.

"I will," Quinn said with a flirty smile not remembering the janitor being this cute. Sam only shook his head. The girl was flirting with him.

"Almost game time," Sam said trying to keep the smile off his face, "You better go."

"See you around," Quinn said and then carefully walked down the hall. Sam remembered getting looks like that from cheerleaders, but that was a long time ago. This was his life now and Sam continued to mop the floors.

Quinn made it to the field just in time. She apologized to Coach and she only got a glare in response.

"Where have you been?" Her best friend Santana asked.

"I got a little side tracked," Quinn said smiling.

After the game Quinn's boyfriend came up and kissed her. Finn was the quarterback on the team, a team with a loosing history, but still the quarterback was the star. Quinn smiled when they broke apart. Something caught her eye and when she turned and looked Quinn saw Sam the janitor looking at her. He winked and Quinn tried unsuccessfully to stop the blush that was forming on her cheeks. Sam noticed and laughed before disappearing.

As Sam walked to his car his thoughts kept returning to the blond cheerleader. He had seen her before. Quinn Fabray was the head of the Cheerios, president of the Celibacy Club, and a member of Glee Club. Shame that she was in the Celibacy Club with a body like that. Sam mentally kicked himself. He was almost 20 and the last thing he needed was to getting arrested for having impure thoughts about a 16 year old cheerleader.

Finn held Quinn's hand as they walked to his car. They arrived in the parking lot just in time to see Sam drive away. He didn't see her this time. Quinn watched as he drove away, staring long after he was gone. Quinn had never seen such sadness as she had seen in Sam's eyes. Life had obviously been hard on him.

"Quinn," Finn said snapping Quinn out of her trance, "Are you okay?"

"I'm perfect," Quinn said smiling and Finn was too oblivious to notice that the smile didn't reach her eyes.

Q&S

Sam entered his apartment and threw the keys on the table. He went over and checked his messages one from his mom the other from his boss at UPS asking him to trade shifts. Sam deleted them both without listening. He didn't want to deal with them right now. Turning on the TV Sam watched Sports Center while he did his weights. He might not play football anymore but that was no reason not to stay in shape. There ain't no carpool lane to sexy. Sam laughed remembering how he used to say that all the time.

He looked at the clock and saw it was after one. He had to get up at six tomorrow. Five hours of sleep was actually a lot for him. Sam made his way to bed and fell asleep instantly on the lumpy mattress dreaming of a girl with golden hair and hazel eyes.

The girl in question however was unable to sleep. Her mind kept on going back to Sam. He seemed so sad, so lonely. Quinn pitied him, although she could tell he was the kind of guy who would hate being pitied. What was she doing? She already had a boyfriend. Why was she thinking about someone else? Sure Sam was cute, more then cute. Quinn had never been more attracted to anyone in her whole life. His lips were unnaturally big and Quinn wondered what it would be like to kiss them. Quinn snapped out of that thought right away. She was the head Cheerio and should not be thinking about kissing janitors, no matter how hot they were.

The two blonds knew that their encounter wasn't the last. They had only spoken a few words, but sometimes that it all it takes. Quinn wanted to know more about him, and Sam couldn't stop thinking about her pretty eyes.

So this just came to me and I had to write it

let me know if anyone wants me to continue.