First Meeting
Sam Evans shrugged the weight of his backpack higher up onto his shoulder. He knew he had maybe five minuted before his next class in the day but he still didn't know where it was. But a full bladder trumps finding some unknown Spanish class with a Mr. Schuester. Nobody said anything bad about his class, which meant maybe he could slack off. Sam was a smart kid but he could coast by in a class and still pull off C's and B's. It wasn't that he was stupid but if he came across as smart he knew what would happen.
It be middle school all over again. The awkward smart kid with the lisp, the guy that would do anybodies homework in hopes to make a friend.
Nope, that Sam was done.
He was Sam Evans, new kid with the out of state Letterman's jacket. He had seen the looks he was getting from the girls, they weren't really his cup of tea but it was still made him feel damn good. Walking up to the urinal Sam unzipped his fly and fished himself out. Relief came easily and Sam started to whistle lightly; halfway done the door of the bath room crashes open and the tall blond tenses up. He prays that the other guy don't have to piss because this school has obviously never heard of the space rule and apparently neither had the guy. He settled into the urinal next to Sam, there arm's brushed briefly.
Out of the corner of his eyes, the blond took in the guy next to him. he was shorter then him, even shorter then that Finn guy who invited him to try coming out for glee. Still that might only make him like six foot. The guy was JACKED though, Sam thought he was built but this guy. man he must have been in the gym all the time. But he wasn't like freaky roid rage big. He didnt unzip his jean's instead he slowly worked down the button fly and Sam caught a peek at the "biggest banana in the bunch" boxer briefs that clung to everything. The guy smirked and hauled himself out; if the shaved head wasn't a sign that his tanned skin was natural the beast he unleashed was.
The other guys smirked widened as Sam swallowed heavily and roughly zipped himself up. He completely skipped the sink and rushed into the hall as the late bell rang. He fought down the blush that threatened to warm his neck and cheeks.
All he had to do was just get through Spanish and then that Glee Club meeting.
Then he would go home.
Hopefully he could just avoid that guy the rest of the day and he'd forget about it by tomorrow.
A/N: Okay, I have read about two or three of this pairing. And I fricken love it. So I figured I do up a thing of firsts.
If you got one you wanna see. Let me know
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