"Calm down, white boy!" Mercedes laughed as she pulled Sam along. "We're almost there...and voila!" Sam took off the zebra printed scarf Mercedes has tied around his eyes.
"Uhhh...grass. I love me some grass." Mercedes swatted his arm.
"No, silly, I brought something." Sam looked down and saw Mercedes digging through a large suitcase.
"Mercy, why didn't you tell me you bringing something? I woulda carried it!" Sam felt a wash of guilt, but Mercedes rolled her eyes.
"Sam, hush up." She smiled and Sam's stomach was filled with twice as many butterflies. They had been dating secretly since prom but even now, under the beating August sun, he still felt as if it was the first time he asked her to dance. Everytime he looked at her he saw perfection and he knew he was falling in love."Would you mind helping me set up the tent?"
"You brought a tent? Why?"
"Well, I brought along a movie and my laptop," she paused and put her arms around Sam's neck. "I also have some music..." She bit her lip and raised her eyebrows.
"Say no more!" Sam kissed Mercedes on the cheek and grabbed the tent. It was up in no time. He walked back to her and and extended out his arm, palm open. "Ready to enter the palace, beautiful?' Mercedes could feel her cheeks burning. She took his hand and they crawled into the tent. It was a two person tent so it was a bit cramped but neither of the teens minded. Mercedes pulled out her iPod and hit shuffle.
"I know you love me, I know you care..." the high pitched voice sang and all Sam could do was laugh.
"Bieber?"
"What can I say? The Bieber Experience made me do it!"
Sam leaned forward and kissed Mercedes softly. Their lips, both larger than average made kisses extra soft. As their lips moved against each others, Mercedes mind was racing, A foot ball playing was kissing her. Mercedes Jones, a diva with a temper, making out with a football player. As the kisses got deeper, the two quickly went from vertical to horizontal. Sam kissed her ears, her neck, and was just about to her chest when both of their phones went off. Aretha spelled out respect while Sam's phone twinkled an obnoxious song on the piano.
"Just ignore it," Sam whispered and the two resumed kissing until both of the phones went off again. "Fine, fine." Sam slid off of Mercedes and slid open his phone. Mercedes did the same. Sam gave up on reading the message. "What does it say?"
"Shit, Sam. The first one's from Kurt saying, 'impromptu concert in the park by the pond' and the one from Quinn says 'ASAP, don't miss out on all the fun'. What are we going to do?" Mercedes had a look of panic. Sam was about the answer when he heard a familiar voice. "Hobbit, did you bring some eats?"
"We're screwed." Sam had never seen Mercedes like this before. Sure, he'd seen her upset, but not as panicky. She was so confident, strong. Sam grabbed her hand and kissed it.
"We can do it. We can do anything."