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Authors Note: Sam Evans enters the Degrassi world as Sam Coyne. Uhm, well I really like my whole idea & plot line for this story. & uhm, I think it's going to be really cute. & I hope a lot of people read & actually like it. So please Review and tell me what you HONESTLY think, I can take constructive criticism. & I'll look into any ideas or suggestions.

This chapter is a bit more informational, no Anya/Sam yet.):

if anyone feel there'd be someone better to pair him up with, then let me know! Any pairings anyone has in mind, feel free to speak up :D.

BTW. THIS IS A GLEE/DEGRASSI CROSSOVER. I didn't specify it as so, because when I do that, the story does not come up on fanfiction.

But yeah. Sam Evans/Anya MacPherson. D:

Sam Evans was sitting in his new room, in his new apartment, with his new family. Just recently he found out that his father the man he looked up to for 14 years was not his real father, and his mother? Well she wasn't his real mother either. He was adopted, and his real name wasn't Sam Evans. It was Samuel Coyne.

His real father and mother put him up for adoption because they didn't think they were ready to have a child at the time. His adoptive mother told him that his real family tried to get him back so many times, but they didn't want to give him back. His real parents were Mason and Laura Coyne. He found out that he also had a brother and a sister. They were fraternal twins, and their names were Fiona and Declan Coyne.

So his family was very poor and his mother called his real father and told him that he could take Sam back because he wasn't living in the environment he should be. Sam was mad that his 'family would just give him up like that. But they had no other choice, and he understood that.

She told him about their situation and he wanted Sam to move to New York immediately where he could be a real 'Coyne' instead of an Evans like he was meant to be. Sam was all for the idea considering he was extremely angry with his mother for waiting so long to tell him about his real parents, so he packed up all of his things and got on an airplane first class the next day. What he didn't know though was his father, the diplomat was extremely rich. So now he was going to live a new life with his father, his mother and his new siblings. He found out in the course of a few days in being in New York that he and his father were exactly alike especially in looks. He also found that his brother Declan and him had a lot in common as well. As for his sister, well he loved her a lot, and she instantly hugged him the day he walked out of the airport to meet his new family. He also felt very protective of his younger sister, and his real mother? Well he thought she was great, and he found out that they were exactly alike in personality. He had a feeling he was going to like being a Coyne. Being rich, having an accepting family, and finally being out of Ohio for good.

2 years later.*

Sam and Declan were sipping on their drinks at their cousin Victoria's party. It's been 2 years since Sam found out he was a Coyne, and it's been 2 years since he's lived with the family. He was laughing it up with his brother, but he had to wonder if being a Coyne for 2 years took all the Evans out of him. He didn't watch Avatar anymore, he didn't do Matthew Mcconaughey impressions anymore. He just wasn't him, and he knew that. He was a confident, funny, and charming ladies man. Which he had no problem with but it wasn't him. Declan told him he was a natural ladies man, and being a Coyne is what brought it out of him.

"What's got you looking so glum Sam?" He was brought out of his thoughts by his sister Fiona.

He smiled warmly, and kissed her on the forehead. "It's nothing Fi. Just thinking. That's all." He said after taking another sip of his drink. He watched as his little sister huffed and puffed like a child. He thought it was cute.

"You're always thinking Samuel, but you never tell any of us what you're thinking about!" By saying this she caught everyone's attention. Sam sighed before putting his drink down.

"I used to sing, all the time and I haven't done it in the past 2 years. Not even once. That's what I was thinking about." He said with a scowl on his face. Declan then walked over to him with a guitar in his hand.

"I know how much you love playing the guitar bro, so I bought you one as an early birthday present." No words could even describe how Sam really felt. He took the guitar slowly from his little brother's hands and admired it for a moment. It was beautiful.

"Play us all a song Sam." He heard his little brother say. He then watched as everyone at the party started clapping their hands together and chanting his name. These past 2 years, everyone in the family accepted him, they all considered him family, and he loved that.

"Well, I guess I could play a little something." Sam confidently said with a charming smile. He walked on to the stage. Who was more rock and roll then Justin Bieber? Nobody that's who. He began to strum the guitars chords, and the sound made him feel high, like he was on top of the world. He loved this.

'You know you love me, I know you care, just shout whenever, and I'll be there, you want my love, you want my heart and we will never ever ever be apart.'

Sam felt amazing, and by the looks on everyone's faces, they liked it too. He continued the rest of the song with his Bieber moves and didn't even care that his sister gave him confused looks. He was drunk, he was having fun, and for once he didn't care what anyone thought of him.

Mason Coyne walked into his house to find his eldest son Samuel sleeping on the couch. He sighed and shook his head. He then seen his middle son Declan sleeping on the kitchen table. He then began to wonder how that was even possible. He laughed at the idea, and then seen his youngest daughter sprawled out on the floor. He rolled his eyes and went to their kitchen for a glass of wine. He wondered how he was going to tell them. Tell them that they were moving to Toronto while he stayed in New York. He thought it was good for them, they'd be going to a public school called Degrassi High. His eldest would represent them all there as a classy Junior, and his other two would be representing them as Sophomores.

He sighed. He knew they weren't going to like this, and they'd all make a fuss. Especially Samuel. He was a real spitfire. He remembered when he first met his son he was a shy, and timid boy who constantly kept a filter on his mouth fearing upsetting anyone, but as they went from Italy to France to London, and to New York, he opened up his little shell, and turned into a real man. He turned into a Coyne. He was a gentleman, yet had an attitude. He was respectful, yet knew right from wrong. He felt shame wash over him and wished he could have raised him like that from the beginning. From when he was just a newborn. He regretted giving up his eldest for adoption. But he was here now right? He was here and he was a Coyne. The whole family loved and accepted him, and he fit in just nicely. He then shook his head and took another sip of his wine. Their mother would be here soon, so he went to the linen closet and pulled out the air horn and pushed the button. He laughed as Fiona sat up quickly and screamed. Sam bolted right off the couch, and Declan jumped off the table and landed on his ass.

"What the hell dad?" His three kids exclaimed simultaneously.

He began to laugh again. "Kids, I have important news. We're moving."
Fiona was the first to speak up. "Finally! I've been wanting to leave Vanderbilt prep for a long time. Where are we going? France? Italy? Londo-?"

"Toronto, Canada." Her father cut her off. The look on her face was a mix between sad, and anger.

"Why are we moving to Toronto dad when we could move somewhere nice? Like Italy?" Declan said angrily. Then the three began to argue with their father upon their moving options.

"EVERYBODY LISTEN!" The three then shut up and looked at their father.

"You're moving to Toronto tomorrow. While you were sleeping, I had somebody pack all your things, so be ready, because you will be leaving in about." He paused to check his watch, and smiled. "An hour."
"Wait, wait wait wait, did you just say us? What about you and mom?" Sam asked in confusion.

"Ahh Samuel, always the bright one, you caught that little hint didn't you? Yes me and your mother will be staying here. Your mother will be attending the flight with you so that she can show you where everything is, but I'm certain she will be coming back after you're all settled in. I fear that my children have gotten to snobby over the years, therefore you will be moving to Canada. The car will be here in an hour. I love you three and be careful, your mother will be here shortly. Now I must leave. I have important business to attend to." And with that their father left them. Three beyond confused kids, with no idea on what they were doing.

"I don't want to move to Toronto. I like it here in New York." Sam said sheepishly as he poured himself a glass of Apple juice. Fiona huffed. "Right. You only like it because every girl in Vanderbilt screams your name whenever you walk down the hall." Declan laughed at this.

"Hey, in my defense, I've never dated any of them. I don't like them. They're all superficial. It's Dec, that likes the Vanderbilt chicks." Declan snorted and threw one of the couch pillows at his older brother.

"Yeah, be quiet Sam." The three siblings laughed at this.

Declan then closed his eyes and began to think. Think about how Sam being around changed their lives dramatically. Their father was rarely around so having another guy around was like heaven for Declan. He could bond and play sports with Sam, and even though their father judged him on the fact that he loves to act and write plays, Sam never did. In fact he thought Sam was such a good singer and actor, he's asked him to be in some of his plays. He loved his brother, he was a real part of the family, but his name was still Sam Evans, and unfortunately according to the rest of their family Sam would never truly be apart of it unless he changed his surname to what it rightfully should be. Coyne. He then opened eyes and seen his mother walk in. He immediately sat up from where he was lying down and stood up angrily.

"Mother, I will not stand for this! Living alone in Toronto? I think I'm speaking for all of this when I say we're not doing it!" Declan then looked at his siblings and they both nodded enthusiastically.

"Declan's right mom, we can't just live in Toronto by ourselves, that's damn crazy." Sam spoke up from the kitchen. Their mother sighed before shifting from foot to foot.

"Come here Sammy, Dec, Fi." Laura called them by their nick names. They all looked at each other and nodded before walking over to their mother for a group hug, which they all melted into.

"Look, I'll be staying with you, while your father stays here in New York, I already talked to him about it, so you won't be alone. I promise you." She said to them before letting go.

"Now, come on kids, we have a plane to catch."

1 week later.*

Sam was helping his brother and sister unpack their things, considering he already finished. They were going to be living in the nicest apartment they're money could buy, which according to their mother was right by their new school. Degrassi. He sighed and stopped putting Fiona's things on her shelf and then slumped down on her bed.

Fiona looked up and seen that her brother looked a little sad so she stopped putting away her things as well and sat next to him. He then put an arm around her and put his head on her shoulder.

"What's wrong Sam?" She asked him softly. He sighed and pulled his head up to look her in her eyes.

"What if they don't like me here? What if I'm not popular?" Fiona laughed and hit Sam playfully on the back of his head. A flash of anger then crossed her brother's eyes and he got up from his seat.

"What's so funny princess Fiona?" He asked her sarcastically. Fiona shook her head and got up from her bed.

"Do you even realize how amazing you are? You'll get along fine. Everyone will like you, which is unfortunate for me." She then sighed and looked at her feet.

Sam gave his sister a look of pure confusion. "Why's that?"

"Well, because that means I'll have to keep all the ratty fan girls away from both of my brothers." She said with a smirk which made Sam laugh. He quickly pulled his sister into a hug. He loved his sister, and no one could make him laugh like she could. He pulled away and decided it was time for bed. Tomorrow was his first day as a Junior and he definitely could wait.

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