Something New
Sam walked down the halls of McKinley feeling sweat on his brow. It wasn't every day he was called into Principal Sylvester's office. Well, not as often as when he was a student there. Now, he was McKinley's music teacher, taking a degree in teaching after a brief stint of male modelling to honour his old teacher Will Schuester and his late friend Finn Hudson.
He had barely been teaching at the school for a year and while he found it difficult, he loved teaching Glee club once Will gave it to him to run as he finally saw the passion in his students' eyes. Most of his music class were also in Glee club, and that made him happy. He hadn't done anything wrong that he could recall, so he was nervous about what Sue wanted. He was now 26 yet she still terrified him due to her evil nature and her ability to constantly look like she hasn't aged a day no matter how much time passes.
He tentatively walked into the office and took a seat in front of Sue.
"Trouty Mouth, I have some good news for your music classes and Glee club. Hurrah." She said sarcastically. Sam rolled his eyes.
"Last time you said that we got loaded onto a coach and taken to an abandoned warehouse where we were stranded for six hours because you paid the driver to drive off as soon as the last person got off." Sam said.
"Well this time I'm serious; I've arranged a visitor for you. You remember Rachel Berry, that annoying Jewish girl who made it big on Broadway?" Sue asked.
"Rachel? Of course I remember her! Wow, it's been years since I've seen her; that's great!"
"She's offered to visit and give talks to those poor kids who would probably prefer to gauge their own eyes out with a ruler than sit through an hour of her talking." Sue commented.
"On the contrary, she'll be so inspiring to these kids. I know it." Sam said. Sue looked at him in shock.
"...'On the contrary'? I'm sorry Mr Holmes, but when you were a student here I'm sure your vocabulary on consisted of the words 'dumb' and 'blonde' with the occasional 'I love you' to every girl you ever dated. Anyway, she should be here any time now." Sue snapped.
"What? Couldn't you have told me earlier so I could prepare?"
"What would be fun about that?" Sue asked.
...
Sam stood in front of an excitable Glee club.
"Mr Schuester told us all about her before you took over, Mr Evans! She was in the revival of 'Funny Girl' on Broadway and she became a star!" One bright girl said.
"She was, Bonnie, that's right. I was in this very Glee club with her for a couple of years and we've been friends since. It'll be great to see her again." Sam said happily.
"Glad to hear it, Sam." A familiar voice said. Everyone turned to the door of the choir room where a radiant Rachel Berry stood with a big smile. Sam did a double take as he saw her. Sam had always seen Rachel as a kind, generous girl and a great friend. In the years they'd not seen each other, there must have been some big changes; Sam couldn't take his eyes off of her. He was blown away.
Rachel Berry looks hot. REALLY hot.
"Sam?" Rachel asked. Sam snapped back to reality.
Cool, Sam, cool.
"Sorry...it's, uh...it's great to see you." Sam said. Rachel smiled and hugged him tightly.
She even smells awesome. What's going on here?
"Okay, um...guys, this is Rachel Berry, ex McKinley student and Broadway star..."
...
Sam had invited Rachel to his house to stay the night after her visit, demanding she didn't waste money on a hotel room she didn't need. They walked through the door and Rachel's jaw dropped.
"WOW! This place is amazing! How can you afford this?" Rachel asked.
"I still have money from my modelling days." Sam replied.
"Oh, yes. Of course. I couldn't believe you actually got tired of taking your clothes off." Rachel teased with a grin Sam found adorable. He playfully hit her with his laptop case as they walked in the living room.
"Funny." Sam said with a smirk.
"So, what's it like having Coach Sylvester as a boss?" Rachel asked.
"Scary as ever. I've got some food I can put together; I learnt a bit when I lived alone in LA. You don't eat meat, right?" Sam asked.
"No. Thank you, Sam. I'm impressed; I like a guy who can cook." Rachel said and sat on the sofa.
"Speaking of that...are you seeing anyone or...?" Sam asked.
"I've had a few dates, but..."
"-Finn."
"Yeah. I think about him every day." Rachel admitted with teary eyes.
"Me too." Sam said.
"What about you? Surely a male model turned music teacher is very desirable?" Rachel wondered. Sam shook his head.
"If only. Me and Mercedes tried again for a while but it didn't work out. I've just never been lucky in that department. I want to find the right girl, you know, and settle down." Sam admitted.
"And me. Look at us, growing up." Rachel said.
"...I know it must be hard for you to move on from Finn, but he would want you to be happy." Sam said.
"I know." Rachel smiled and squeezed Sam's hand. He stood up as he felt his heart starting to beat fast.
"Right then, food!" Sam exclaimed and walked into the kitchen.
...
"Are we really so bored that we're gonna play 'truth or dare'?" Sam laughed later that night.
"Yes! Come on Samuel, it'll be fun!" Rachel said.
"I don't like it when people call me Samuel."
"I know. I'll stop if you play." Rachel smiled.
"Fine! But you go first."
"Okay...truth." Rachel said.
"Uh...most embarrassing moment?"
"Easy; my NYADA audition. That was horrendous. Your turn!" Rachel said.
"Truth."
"Um...out of 10, rate yourself on your looks." Rachel smiled.
"What? I...that's too difficult."
"Sam! Come on! That's the game! Okay, if you do then I will."
"Okay. So, uh...well my trouty mouth deducts points..."
"...I like your mouth. I told you years ago I thought your lips were cute." Rachel said then blushed. Sam blushed too.
"Um...well, I like my abs and I maintain them, so I guess I'll go for...7." Sam said.
"Is that it? Sam, you need to give yourself more credit. You're a very attractive guy with a great body. I'd give you at least 9, probably 10." Rachel said.
"Oh, thanks."
Silence.
"My turn. Well, I hate my nose and my thighs...I'll go 5 and a half." Rachel said. Sam stared at her in shock.
"What?"
Sam grabbed Rachel's hand and guided her to a mirror on the wall.
"Look at you, Rachel. You're beautiful and sexy and awesome. I'd give you at least a 9 too." Sam said. Rachel smiled and turned to Sam. The two stared at each other for a while. The tension was obvious to both of them now.
"Um...I'll go next." Sam said, staring at Rachel. She nodded as they both sat back down on the floor.
"Dare." Sam said. Rachel looked at him and then at his lips.
"...Kiss me." Rachel said.
"What?"
"Kiss me, Sam. That's the dare."
"Look, Rachel, we don't need to. You don't have to-"
"Sam, I want you to kiss me."
Sam didn't know what to do as he stared at the beautiful woman in front of him. He looked at her lips and of course he wanted to kiss her and he was dying imaging how she tasted but there was the pressure of it and thoughts of Finn filled his head. However, he thought back to what he'd told Rachel earlier.
"...I know it must be hard for you to move on from Finn, but he would want you to be happy."
In that moment, he could make Rachel happy. After all, what would a kiss do? It was a dare; it didn't mean anything at all. It might not even be a good kiss.
Sam and Rachel's eyes locked as they leaned forward, their hearts beating faster the closer they got. Sam nearly hesitated as Rachel stopped, allowing him to close the gap between them if he wanted to.
And he wanted to. So he did.
As his lips gently touched hers, the two old friends knew in that moment that things were gonna change one way or another. It felt amazing and...right. In that moment, everything made sense for the two of them, leaving them wondering why they hadn't done this from the moment they met again earlier in the day. The two were on their hands and knees on the comfortable floor and slowly rose off of their hands, their lips never breaking contact. Sam gently placed one hand on Rachel's cheek, wiping the hair away from her eyes while she almost naturally and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. After what felt like a blissful eternity their lips parted and they moved their heads back only a few inches, otherwise frozen in place while their eyes looked deep into each other's.
"...Good dare." Sam eventually whispered.
"Thanks." Rachel replied. They quickly got up and Sam walked into the kitchen.
"Drink?" He asked in a fluster.
"Yep." Rachel said quickly. She couldn't stop thinking about the kiss and how incredible it was. In the kitchen, Sam thought the exact same.
...
Rachel tucked herself into the bed in the spare room, having put on a nightdress. Sam tentatively opened the door and looked in.
"Settled?" He asked.
"Yeah, thanks. I'll probably be off home pretty early tomorrow, so I won't wake you." Rachel said.
"No, wake me up. I won't mind. I wanna say goodbye." Sam said and smiled. Rachel smiled back. They stared in silence for a moment.
"...Well, uh, goodnight Rachel." Sam said gently.
"Goodnight Sam." Rachel said, maintaining eye contact with her friend. He smiled again and closed the door before walking to his room, full of confusion over their kiss earlier. They hadn't mentioned it for the rest of the night yet it was the only thing on both of their minds.
Sam took of his clothes until he was just in his boxers and crept into bed and switched off the light on the table next to him. He couldn't get Rachel out of his head.
The pair spent two and a half hours getting no sleep and staring at the ceiling before Rachel finally decided to get up and knock on the door of Sam's room.
...
"Come in." Sam whispered as Rachel tentatively opened the door and looked at Sam. He sat up in his bed and Rachel tried not to think too much about how muscly and toned he was.
"What is it?" Sam asked, genuinely concerned. Rachel, completely seriously, sat next to Sam on his bed.
"I think we both know." She said calmly. The look on Sam's face showed he agreed with her.
"Look, Rachel-"
Rachel put a hand on Sam's bare chest to stop his talking.
"...Don't say anything." Rachel whispered. After summoning up some courage she leant in and kissed him gently, and smiled into the kiss as she felt him kiss back. He put a hand on her head as they both fell into the bed as Rachel pulled the covers over her. Rachel pulled down Sam's boxers as he helped her slide her nightdress off. Sam rolled on top of Rachel as they linked hands and kissed again, now much more passionately. Rachel wrapped her arms around Sam's back and pulled him closer as the two smiled at each other.
...
An hour later, Rachel and Sam were lying in bed with smiles on their faces that couldn't be wiped off. Rachel was resting her head on Sam's bare, chiselled chest while he had his arms delicately wrapped around her.
"Well, this is new." Rachel said.
"...Wow." Sam said. Rachel laughed.
"That's about the millionth time you've said that."
"I know, but that was...wow." Sam said.
"I know. It really was." Rachel said and kissed Sam again.
"This morning I didn't even know you were coming and now...here we are." Sam commented, kissing Rachel's head.
"Well, I hope it was a nice surprise."
"It was, and so was that because that was...wow."
Rachel laughed at Sam again, enjoying the feeling of his warm chest. She felt as if she could stay there forever.
"...This has been a perfect day. Thank you. It's a shame I have to go home tomorrow." Rachel said. Sam looked at her sadly for a moment before his eyes lit up.
"Then stay."
Rachel sat up, taking Sam with her.
"What?" She asked.
"Stay for a bit, maybe a week or so, if you've got nothing on. The Glee kids would love to have you around for longer, and so would I, especially after..." Sam began.
"...Wow." Rachel finished cheekily. He smiled at her.
"Yeah."
"...You'd really be okay with that?" Rachel asked.
"More than okay. Stay. Please." Sam said and leaned closer to her.
"I dare you." He whispered in her ear. She looked at him intently.
"You are full of surprises, Sam Evans."
Rachel pushed Sam back down onto the bed and they started making out while Sam rolled back on top of Rachel.
It was gonna be a hell of a week.