Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, Some Kind of Wonderful (1987), or Secret Admirer (1985).


The beautiful Mercedes Jones sat at her desk in her vibrantly colored room with her headphones on as she bobbed her head up and down. She hums the beat tapping her pencil against the paper.

She looked out her window to see her neighbor and rival Rachel hugging and kissing on her current beau Felt...Fred...or maybe it was Finn. Pulling off her headphones she pulled back the curtains to get a better view. Rachel was that type of girl that could literally get any guy she wanted. She was thin, had long hair, tan skin and a gentle laugh that seemed make the majority of the male population swoon. What disturbed Mercedes the most is that Rachel was a self absorbed bitch and boys still wanted to jump her bones... and slob her down in her driveway. Yuck! They look like two toads fighting over a fly! She sighed deeply and closed her curtains tightly.

She pursed her lips in mild aggravation shoving her headphones back on, but her heart sank at the sight of them and she could no longer concentrate. Behind her computer was a picture of her and her best friend Sam. The picture was taken a few weeks ago they were really happy in the picture. It was the first big snow of the year.

It was really early in the morning right at dawn and Sam had kidnapped Mercedes from the comforts of her bed to edge of town. It was their secret and if anything ever happened they could always find one another there. Sam parked his truck on side of the road near a high fence.

Sam pulled the bottom of the gate up allowing her through first; they made their trek through the woods. It was dark and freezing their breath shown ahead as the only light provided was a mini flashlight she had on her keychain. Shivering Sam threw his arm over her shoulder and pulling her closer. Once they came to the hill Mercedes exhaled and prepared for the worst part...the climb.

"Mercedes come on!" Sam yelled as he stalked up the snow-covered hill with ease as Mercedes lagged behind out of breathe.

"Geez, you Neanderthal I'm coming just not at your accelerated pace!"

Mercedes huffed and forged ahead as Sam planted himself and smiled as he waited for his friend to catch up a little further. The hill was steep especially for Mercedes short frame.

"I gotcha," Sam said as he grabbed her outstretched arm and pulled her effortlessly the rest of the way.

Once they reached the top they could see the familiar sight of their town it was their spot the hill. Mercedes plopped down in the snow not caring if she was cold or could get wet and she stared at Sam. Reaching in back of his jeans under his coat he pulled out two school lunch trays.

"Surprise," Mercedes stared confused and slightly scared.

"Uh Sam," she began.

"Mercy keep an open mind! Have I ever put your life in danger and made you do things that could possibly disfigure you?" Mercedes side eyed him and he rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.

"Ok...ok the more important question is have I ever allowed any thing bad to ever happen to you?" she shook her head apprehensively. "So...trust me Bugs."

Just like that she was on her feet he knew by calling her that he could get her to do anything he wanted her to do. Handing her a tray, they walked to the edge of hill and looked down. Mercedes gulped and looked at him with fearful eyes. Sam placed his tray on the ground and sat on it. Mercedes followed suit shaking her head the entire time. It always amazed her at the situations that boy could drag her into even when she herself had better sense

"Don't worry Bugs, this'll be fun," Sam took her hand in his to calm her shaking. "On my count 1...2...3!" With that the pair pushed themselves down the smooth valley of the hill. Screaming with joy the cascaded, which slowly turned into tumbling down the hill.

Once they got to the bottom they rolled on their sides with laughter. Sam looked at his friend for the verdict. "Lets do that again!" Sam jumped to his feet and collected their trays. Suddenly his head is knocked to the side as a rush of cold slides down his jacket. He turns to the culprit, Mercedes stands there with her hands clamped over her mouth to try and suppress obvious laughter. Sam shook his head and crouched down and began to fiddle with the snow.

"Darlin' why start something you and I both know you won't finish," he gathered the snow in his hands.

"I surrender," Mercedes screamed in mock terror as she looked for an escape. "Its not that easy," Sam whispered as he threw a curve ball at her. Ducking successfully she fell to the ground crawling for her lunch tray she held it as a shield as another came hurdling toward her.

"Cheater, cheater pumpkin eater," Sam teased as she tossed some at him. Well into the dawn they stayed that accosting each other with snowballs tumbling around in the snow.

The picture was taken with Sam's camera he was the memory keeper out of the two and Mercedes was damn glad for it. The two huddled together in the snow cheeks pressed together with wide grins on their faces.

Mercedes smiled and stared at the picture for a little longer. She looked down at the paper in her hand and smile. She kissed it and folded the paper before shoving it into the depths of her pack; she gathered her things for school.

Soon obscenely loud country music came blaring in front of her driveway. Mercedes rolled her eyes and smiled and bit her bottom lip in anticipation. She wasn't quite sure when this mild obsession with her best friend began but she was beginning to welcome it with open arms.

Mercedes glanced at herself in the mirror and huffed a useless breath before exiting out her room. No matter how much she fantasized about her best friend her perception of her likeness always brought her back down to earth.

Mercedes in her words was an old fashion 'Jabba the Hut' while Sam and her other friends tried to convince her otherwise. No matter how she looked Mercedes always knew how to dress it up nice. Her fashion sense was impeccable and she would not step foot out the house looking next to nothing. Today she wore a black oversized top that hung off her shoulders, ripped jeans, and black boots.

Once she got outside Sam had his feet kicked up in his jeep enjoying the day's unusually brilliant weather. He had his sunglasses on which made him look even hotter, if that was even possible. He turned his head and smiled.

"It took you long enough, Mercy," he said causing her to frown at him. "Papa Jo made it out early today? I was waiting for him to yell about the music being too loud or for it not being the Temptations." Mercedes laughed as Sam pulled away from her house and in the direction of William McKinley High School.

Mercedes sighed at the mention of her father he had been absent since the untimely death of her mother. Her mother always had bad migraines and one night four years prior she passed away in her sleep due to a brain aneurism. Mercedes found her the next morning after waking up late for school, when she couldn't rouse her mother she crawled next to her and cried until her father found them both when he came home from work. Since that day he had become very distant toward his only daughter. Had it not been for Sam she may have not gotten through it. That was one of the reasons many why she loved him.

Sam must have known what she was thinking about because he grabbed her hand and interlaced their fingers and gave it a brief squeeze before letting go.

As soon as they arrived at school their friend Mike was standing there having a tickle fight with his girlfriend Tina. Mike was really Sam's friend but was always kind to Mercedes.

"Mike, what's up man?" The two boys slapped hands as the group fell into step with one another.

"Nothing how was you guys weekend," he asked wrapping his arm around Tina. Before either could answer Sam instantly shut down. Mercedes shook her head knowing exactly what that meant two words: Quinn Fabray.

Quinn was that girl from the old 80s movies that would walk by in slow motion but in reality she was walking pretty regular. Well every red-blooded male in the school had a thing for Quinn and that did not exclude Sam.

Mercedes couldn't necessarily hate on the girl. She was the epitome of gorgeous but she didn't act like it, Quinn was a sweetheart deep down. She and Mercedes worked on a semester long project last year and had been friends ever since. Quinn always spoke and sat next to Mercedes in class the pair even hung out outside of school on occasion.

Mercedes watched Sam watch Quinn run into the arms of Jessie St. James now he was a resident JACKASS. Boy, was he rude mean and conniving. Mercedes couldn't stand the crotch sniffer but if Quinn brought him around she was at least cordial.

"If I could get a girl like that...I mean she is just gorgeous, look at her," Sam rambled on about Quinn, which was usual for Mercedes that she became immune to the jealousy that would rouse her stomach.

"Mercedes, your friends with her, does she really like him?" Mike asked curiously earning him a look and a jab to ribs from Tina. "Its for Sam babe."

"Well...to be absolutely honest I have no clue," Mercedes answered as they headed for the lockers while she fished through her bag.

"What kind of guys do you like," Tina asked for the first time almost shocking Mercedes seeing as she never spoke to the girl really.

"Me? Well you see I have to standards unlike my friend Quinn over there. Hell I'd even date Sam," Sam shot her a look as the others snickered at him. Sam threw an arm over her as she leaned away.

"Unlike you I have standards so that'll never happen and plus your like a brother to me." Mercedes punched him in the side playfully.

"Homo," she shot back.

"Do you think she'll like me if I grew my chin hairs in more," Mike and Tina threw each other a whatever look.

"You can do that let me see," Mercedes said grabbing his smooth chin.

"Well if you can do it so can I," Sam took off for his locker with Mercedes hot on his heels for revenge.

Tina and Mike already looked prepared for their first class as Mercedes and Sam opened their lockers that happened to be right next to one another.

"Whelp kids I have Biology to I'll catch ya later," Sam said slamming his locker shut spinning the combination for good measure. Mercedes smiled as he departed and seconds later Mike and Tina followed suit.

Mercedes quickly slipped the note into Sam's locker and turned away down the other end of the hallway. What she hadn't banked on was Tina watching her a few feet away from her classroom door with interest.

Mercedes shuffled into her rowdy classroom and took a seat in the far back away from any sort of unwanted attention. Besides it wasn't like people noticed her anyway. But she was sure of herself and chanted her mantra over and over in her head until her bad feelings about herself went away. Mercedes is a strong woman in the making she doesn't need a man to take care of her or validate her existence as a woman. She doesn't need anyone...just Sam.


AUTHOR NOTE: CHAPTERS REPOSTED AND ERRORS CORRECTED. I think most of them anyway I got tired...it's 5am.

I'm not sure if I am going to add the actually 'GLEE' part in the story but all the characters will be involved one way or the other.

The playful banter between Sam and Mercedes were borrowed lines from Secret Admirer.