Alright. Hey everybody. So I've joined a roleplay recently on Tumblr (as Sam of course), and after being on for a month, I really wanted to document what was happening between Sam and Quinn in a story. I asked the moderator, Kylie, and she said she was fine with the idea as long as I told all of you that the whole mansion idea and Westerner and Easterner parts were HER IDEA. NOT MINE. HERS. I cannot stress that enough. The only thing that I own is what Sam says. That's it. The roleplayer for Quinn, Lexi, owns what Quinn says. Alright. As long as we are clear that I DO NOT OWN THIS IDEA!
Now, the roleplay began with eight people. Sam, Puck, Santana and Blaine as Westerners. Quinn, Rachel, Brittany and Kurt as Easterners. This is the summary of the plot taken straight from the main page. "The East and West sides of Lima are always arguing. The "badasses" lived on the West side [nicknamed the "Westerners"], while the "rich kids" lived on the East side [nicknamed the "Easterners"]. What happens when 8 citizens in particular get kidnapped and dumped in a mansion, with no way out? Will love bloom? Will their hatred grow even stronger? *Takes place in Modern-Day world*" So basically, the Westerners hate the Easterners and the Easterners hate the Westerners. More characters have since joined. Some are OCs, some are on the show. They won't feature in the story for a while, but a few of them are quite important to the Fabrevans storyline. By the way, Fabrevans is the ENDGAME of this roleplay. So it won't happen straight away, alright.
If you have any questions or are confused about something, let me know in a review and I'll clear it up for you. :)
Now, onto the story!
Sam hated the Easterners. He hated that they had money, smarts, beauty and that they were perfect. He hated perfection. Compared to his life, perfection was something unachievable. Then there were the Easterners. They lived on the other side of Ohio to him and the rest of the Westerners. How was it that just over the other side of town, people were perfect? But where he lived, everyone had problems.
When Sam woke up in the mansion and found himself stuck with four Easterners and three of his own friends, he figured that he had pissed off karma. Not only that, his roommate was some girl called Quinn Fabray. Obviously she was an Easterner. The second he saw her Tumblr, he knew that she was perfect. Absolutely 100% perfect.
She first harassed him after he started harassing Kurt. The kid deserved it. He was annoying. Their first Tumblr conversation became the basis of their feelings towards each other.
Q: Look, Sam, I don't know who you think you are… but you better quit treating Kurt like this!
S: Hmm…how about no. What are you going to do to stop me?
Q: I will make your life a living hell, Sam Evans. Stop giving Kurt unnecessary crap.
S: You do that. It can't be any worse than it already is. So go right ahead.
Q: You're an ass, Evans.
S: Thanks for noticing! Now, leave me alone. You're really starting to annoy me!
Q: Leave my friends alone, and I'll be gone.
S:You know what? I'd rather deal with you then not being able to at least enjoy myself here. So stay, I don't care.
Q: … You're unbearable.
S: So I've heard. Thanks for reminding me.
Q: Well, apparently you have to sleep in the room. Care to sleep on the ground, like a gentleman that you'll never be?
S: Yeah. I'd rather stay as far away from you as I can. The floor sounds perfect!
Sam was thankful when Blaine awoke in the mansion and Sam finally had someone to talk to. He'd known Blaine since he was really young. His parents were friends with Blaine's parents. Sam had accepted that Blaine was gay and they became bros. They hadn't fought the whole time that they had been friends and Sam was happy about that.
S: So, how are you dealing with your roommate being Kurt?
B: Eh, he's whatever, but I swear to god if he really tries to touch my stuff i'll have a problem with him. Plus he's from the east and I absolutely despise all of them. How are you with Quinn? She seemed like a ray of sunshine.
S: Yeah. He is really getting on my nerves. It doesn't help that Quinn keeps standing up for him so I have to deal with her more than I want to. Oh she's wonderful. She seems to love me. I mean, who wouldn't love me? But, she does seem a little tougher to crack than everyone else. Oh well, more fun for me!
B: Hahah. I bet she does. I'll give it two weeks before she's trying to jump you. Though she kind of scream virgin… actually they all do now that I think about it. Anyway, yeah, two weeks tops.
S: Yeah, I'm waiting for that day. I'll give her the time of her life and then become a jerk again. That may actually be the way that I crack her.
Sam survived the night and when he woke, Quinn was gone. That made it easier for Sam and he realised that he might actually survive the torture known as this mansion. He was enjoying stirring up Quinn because she was really easy to annoy.
Q: Bored .. there's nothing to do here except bicker with Westerners..
S: Aww, poor baby. How will you ever survive?
Q: Shut it, Evans!
S: You know what? I won't. I'm bored and I feel like riling you up again! Did you miss me in bed last night? ;)
Q:Not at all. You snore and talk in your sleep. I didn't get any sleep because of you.
S: Why don't you go to bed then? I promise I won't throw any of your things out the windowor jump you while you sleep. :)
Q: All you Westerners are the same! You have no lives and you drive the rest of us insane!
S: I do have a life except you are now in it and I have to deal with that. Therefore, I drive you insane, you leave or die and I'm back to my normal life.
Q: You're pathetic.
S: Right back at ya.
Q: Can't think of any more insults, Evans?
S: I have plenty. But we could be here a while and I didn't want to overload you. I don't really want to clean my shirt when your head explodes.
Q: Wow. And I thought you couldn't get any more insane..
S: That's me baby. Insane all over.
Q: whatever.
S: Aww…don't be like that!
They had only been in the mansion for one full day, and Sam was ready to kill the Easterners. The most annoying one was his roommate. He hated her. She was such a bitch and she was always saying shit about his friends. Sam had had enough. He didn't want to deal with this bitch anymore. The only thing he knew about girls was that they loved their stuff. That was the way he would finally crack her.
Sam waited until Quinn was out by the pool to begin his tirade. His (it would never be their) bedroom window was almost directly above the pool. If he threw anything out that window, it would land right in the pool. Sam wasn't going to throw anything electrical into the pool because he wasn't keen on starting a fire. Instead he found a draw of clothes that Quinn had laid out.
He decided to just pick up the whole draw and throw it out the window. The crashing sound the draw made when it hit the bottom of the pool was very satisfying. So was splashing Quinn and making her scream. This was going to be a lot of fun.
Quinn was sitting by the pool and reading a magazine when suddenly a wave of pool water splashed her. She was dripping wet, from head to toe, and she was ready to slap whoever did that. Looking into the pool, she expected to see a person but instead saw… clothes? Her eyes scanned the pool, realizing that some of her favorite, and most expensive, outfits were now ruined. Quinn's face turned red with anger and she looked around to find out who had done the terrible act. Hearing laughter from above, Quinn looked up and found Sam laughing from the window of the room that they were being forced to share.
In a matter of seconds, Quinn was able to understand what had just happened. "Samuel Evans!" she screamed, glaring up at him. The sun hurt her eyes but Quinn fought against the brightness. "What the hell was that for?" Quinn yelled. She was mad… beyond mad. Quinn was so mad that she didn't know what to say. "SAM! Get down here and help me pick my clothes up!" she screamed as she threw down her magazine and started picking out the soaked clothes.
Sam just couldn't stop laughing. Quinn looked so pissed! It was so funny! She was dripping wet and she was all red and it was the funniest sight he had ever seen. It made her look like a red Barbie doll! He just kept laughing as she continued to screech up at him. No way in hell was he going down there. It was way more fun being up here with everything of hers.
"I was bored." He smiled down at her and walked away from the window and grabbed the blankets from the bed. He reached the window again. "Hey Quinn, you look like you are enjoying yourself down there. I think your bed looked too dry. Let's give it a bit of a shower!" He threw the blankets out of the window and waited to see if Quinn would grab them in time.
Quinn looked up just in time. Her blankets were being flung out the window and, luckily, she snatched them before they hit the water. "Sam!" she shrieked, looking back up at him. "Stop it!" she yelled. "This isn't funny at all! Don't you have something better to do?" Before he could throw anything else out the window, Quinn ran inside, leaving the clothes and blankets outside. Running into the room, Quinn made sure that everything was safe before stepping in front of him and slapping him across the face.
"You bastard! What do you think you're doing? Throwing my stuff out the window?" she yelled, glaring at him. With all her strength, Quinn pushed him, but only made him stumble backwards a few steps. Shutting the window, Quinn turned back to face Sam and gave him a cold stare. "Don't try anything else, Evans," she warned.
Santana had been interrupted by the splashing sounds, but once she found out the source, she had been quick to congratulate her friend.
SL: What the hell is that splashing noise?
Q: Your 'friend' Sam Evans decided that it would be funny to throw my stuff in the fucking pool..
SL: AYE SAMMY BOY ! I can't describe how much love I have for him right now..
S: It was pretty hilarious though Quinn. You were like a plastic lobster!
Q: Plastic lobster?
S:Well, you are made of plastic, right?
Q:NO!
S: Oh sorry. My bad.
When their first full day ended, Sam was happy. He'd managed to piss off Quinn in many ways and kept himself from dying of boredom. All he had to do now was continue with what he was doing until they were released.
So, let me know what you thought. I don't know when the next chapter will be up, but I'll try and do it soon. Once I catch up with the roleplay though, the updating will be slower. :)