I am actually a HUGE St. Berry fan and my allegiance forever lies with them so do not fear. Its only that after two completed St. Berry fan fics and three failed attempts I am kind of in writers block. I read an adorable Samchel story today so I decided to start writing one. I've now finished it but I won't upload it in all go. Its only small and not very good but...

PS I'm a Quinn hater and this fic kinda bashes her a little so if you are a QUINN FAN DON'T READ

PPS If you hadn't figured it out already no I don't own Glee :P Unfortunately...

PPPS Happy Reading :):)

"Hey guys" Mr. Schue greeted the club. He turned to face them and the club could clearly see "mashups" written on the board. They all groaned

"Really?" Puck asked sounding annoyed

"Again…?" Quinn sighed

"Aw come on guys" Mr. Schue protested "Mashups are cool…" The club just stared back at him in silence "Well either way, since Regionals is approaching I thought we could do with a little something to get you guys into the competitive mood"

"Hold up" Mercedes interrupted "It's a competition?" That peaked their interest

"What's the prize?" Artie wondered eagerly

"Well I did not forget how much you guys seemed to like the duets competition prize…" He began

"Breadsticks!" Santana cheered

"Two tickets to Breadsticks is the prize, indeed!" Mr. Schue announced to his now excited students "Now the mashups will be performed in pairs and the pairs" He said pullinbg out a hat "Are up to fate" The club groaned again "Rachel" Mr. Schue called and his best student eagerly bounced up to the hat

"Sam" She announced. She smiled at the golden haired boy who returned the guesture, much to the annoyance of his girlfriend who shot Rachel a glare.

Finn was next to pick "Mercedes" The two friends smiled at each other

Next to pick was Santana who picked "Tina" She wrinkled her nose and Tina gripped Mike's hand tight

Artie picked "Mike". That was going to be an awkward pairing…

Then was Quinn and Lauren.

The last pair was Brittany and Puck, much to Puck's annoyance.

"And this time, you aren't allowed to vote for yourself so good luck" Mr. Schuester told them