Let's See How Far we've come.

To fellow Hevans obsessives, this is for you.

I do not own Glee, that honour is reserved for Ryan Murphy, Ian Brennan and Brad Falchuk. I do, however, own Elias.

Words reminiscent of Kurt Hummel, Sam Evans was a scared little boy, not because he was extraordinarily ordinary, rather, he wishes his secret was ordinary, that no one would bat an eyelid or associate who he was with disgust. However, as one of his favourite TV show characters says, "Straight people either hate you to your face or behind your back." This certainly rang true for the former in the Podunk of a town that was Lima, Ohio.

The one shining beacon of the mercilessly dreary existence that was William McKinley High School was Kurt Hummel. His flame shone bright, in comparison to him, everyone just seemed to mindlessly hum in the background, while his presence took centre stage.

After introducing himself to New Directions, Sam was at his locker, still getting used to how things ran on a day to day basis, until he heard a somewhat feminine voice and noticed the pale hand thrust at him.

"Hi, I'm Kurt Hummel." Those eyes, damn. Green eyes met Glasz, and Sam was captivated, he lost all traces of coherent thought, as his brain implored him to say something so he wouldn't look like some mindless mute.

"Hey." Real smooth, Sam.

"So, tell me, maybe you used the whole, "I just stayed in the summer excuse", but I have 3 gifts, my voice, and my ability to spot trends in men's fashion and when it comes from a bottle." He looked at Sam's hair. Sam caught on instantly, and balked, "How could he know?" Sam panicked.

"I don't dye my hair."

"Yes you do, but it's between friends." Sam had to admit the kid had balls.

Sam zoned out, Kurt was now talking about singing a duet with him, and Sam literally tingled with excitement. However, he had a facade to keep in place, "Aren't duets supposed to be between a girl and a guy?" Sam internally cringed; he of all people knew that wasn't true.

Kurt continued on about Gene Kelly, Donald O'Connor and Singin' in the Rain. Sam smiled wryly, he loved Singin' In The Rain, however, he feigned oblivion...

"Look up the menu for Breadstix online, and call me, because we are going to win this."

...

Sam had always known he was gay. It was just a part of him. In some ways, attending an all boy's boarding school was a blessing, a lot of boys were gay, but ultimately his sexuality resulted him in transferring.

Sam had a roommate, Elias. He was gorgeous, green eyes, black hair, best friends. That all changed when they were watching a movie, and Sam had a spontaneous erection and Elias freaked.

"What the fuck? Been thinking about me, fag? You should die!"

His venomous tone went right to his heart, "No, not at all, man. You know how it is, teenage hormones, always popping random boners!"

"How did I not see it until now? It all makes sense!"

Sam was out to his parents, they were cool with it, so when his Dad got a new job in Lima, it provided the perfect opportunity to leave Elias and all his hateful homophobia, it just meant going back into the closet for a while...

Sam had an interest in fashion, nowhere in comparison to Kurt, but he knew his Ralph Lauren from his Burberry and that satisfied Sam more than enough, he didn't actively seek out designer garb, though. All he knew was he dressed well and he had no shame in being presentable.

...

He knew something was up when Finn followed him out from the shower.

"I don't see the big deal, he sent me, like, 60 mp3's of him singing, and I thought it was Faith Hill, the kid's good."

"Look, this isn't about how good Kurt is."

He continued rambling, until Sam's interest was piqued, about lying low and singing a duet with another dude- inside Sam was reeling, his feelings were really hurt.

"I didn't realize you had a problem with gay dudes." Finn denied any trace of homophobia, Sam gave him a look and let out a sigh of exasperation as he got up and walked out.

Only to receive a slushie, not a minute later.

...

To say he had been hurt when Kurt had dumped him for the duets competition was an understatement, he had been really looking forward to sing with the diminutive boy.

He was not going to let the homophobia of Lima and Finn get in the way. He was going to sing with Kurt one way or another.

...

After Glee, Sam pulled Kurt aside, the boy looked startled.

"What, Sam? I really need to go."

"Just tell me, the real reason you dumped me."

Kurt sighed, "It was Finn, he told me if I sang with you, you'd gain a lot of crap for singing with the resident gay kid, and you'd quit Glee."

"I'm offended he thought so lowly of me, anyway, what makes you think you're the only local gay kid?" Sam winked.

Kurt squealed, "I knew it! With that hair you couldn't possibly be straight."

"So, what do you say? Let's show them what we've got."

Kurt smiled, which made Sam's heart explode with affection for the boy, it was the happiest he'd seen the boy.

Screw the facade.