Authors Notes: This is my first fan fic ever, but I am a big fan of Glee. I hope I can stay as close to the characters as possible. As the first chapter of hopefully many more chapters, this one is kind of slow. Do note that I am not trying to steal from Fox by adding scenes from the actual show. I add it in there to be closer and stay true to the story, even though this is a fan fic. So more than likely as I go it will get further from what is really going on.
Beta Creditz: jilbassmaster
Recap:Mercedes had a blowout due to Rachel getting all the solos, so she left New Directions and started the Troubletones with Santana and Brittany. Sam moved away because his dad losing his job and there is this new kid in New Directions from Ireland, but no one seems to know what he is saying. That's what you missed on GLEE!
Frogs and Fish
Lima Beans
Rory Flanagan, a sophomore exchange student from Ireland, was making his way to the choir room. After a day of slushie facials and being thrown against lockers, it was nice to just relax in a drama free club meeting. Unfortunately, Rory hadn't the first clue when he walked in on the group.
All the guys, and what few girls were left, were huddled in a group, talking about Sectionals. Since Mercedes, Brittany, and Santana joined the new girl group, The Troubletones, things had gotten a little depressing around the New Directions.
"We're screwed," stated Tina when they learned only three of the band members showed for practice. It seemed the Troubletones had taken more than just three hot vocals with them.
"No, we're not. I know for a fact we are going to win," said Quinn in her typical arrogant half smile that seemed to get on everyone's nerves when she used it.
"Great news everyone!" said Mr. Scheu as he entered the choir room with Finn. They turned around to see why he was so happy. After all, without most of the ladies, and Rachel being suspended, they were more than likely going to lose. So what was with the smile and happy tone?
It must be his way of keeping everyone's spirits up. Rory thought as Finn helped Mr. Schue with the plastic cups and a bottle of cider.
"Mr. Schue," started Kurt, "We all appreciate your endless supply of information, but no amount of sparkling cider is going to change the fact that the Titanic has hit the iceberg, and now we are on a sinking ship."
"Not if I can help it," came a voice from the door. It was none other than Sam Evans, who had just returned to Mickinley High after a heart to heart with Rachel and Finn about helping New Directions win Sectionals.
The choir room let out a roar as they jumped up to greet their old friend. The first to reach him was Mike and Tina, who gave him a bear hug, followed by Quinn and a high five from Artie.
Rory walked up to the newcomer with everyone else but stayed his distance. He never met Sam Evans and he was sorry he never had. Look at those lips. I could fit my head in them. Yet they are so attractive... wait... no because he is a guy and guys can't be attractive to me. But they are so red like an apple. I wonder if they taste good.
Luckily for him, no one noticed his awe-starring as Sam gave a short life story about how great it was to be back. Getting his guitar from a band student, Sam strapped it over his shoulder and began to play. "Time for a little country!" he yelled as he began to sing and play Red Solo Cup.
The whole time everyone danced around Sam and sang along with him, adding in their own personal touches here and there. Kurt was seen in the back of the classroom, which is where he typically was anytime one of the guys sang, with a face of disgust. Not tasteful at all.. I mean really? We can't we do a Barbra number? I miss Rachel... God did I just think that?
By the end of the song, everyone was cheering and clapping to a happy reunion. Soon after it was spoiled by a quick visit from Santana, who was reciting a poem of insults to the returning New Directions member, all of which dealt with his large mouth.
Why does she hate him so much? Those are beautiful lips. I can't imagine anyone hatin' them, Rory thought as he just stood there waiting to see what happen. To his surprise Sam didn't get at all angry, instead he hugged the bitter girl and class moved on.
In the hallway, Quinn was talking to Sam about hooking back up. Or at least that is what Rory gathered on his way to his English class. Americans are so confusing with their relationships; he decided when he went past them. Luckily for Rory, his classroom was not far from where they stood, so he was able to sneak a look at Sam. He did not know why, but he had been sneaking looks at the blonde jock all day when he could afford it.
Leaving Quinn standing in the hallway after turning her down, Sam made his way to the gym. Luckily it was the best part of the day, save for Glee club. It allowed him to sort his thoughts out. Man why do girls have to be so confusing, She cheats on me then tries to get back with me like nothing ever happened.
After school was Glee practice. Things started to change around with Sam back into the picture, but Rory couldn't help sense something was out of place when it came to the choreography.
"Five, Six, Seven, Eight," said Mr. Schue as he started the routine that he and Mike Chang had been working on for Sectionals. As typical, the guys had a hard time keeping up with the natural dancers and without the ladies they couldn't hide how terrible they were at it.
"It's no use, Mr. Schue," said Rory as everyone cried out in frustration with a continual mess up." With gurls there is no helpin' watching them when they get to moving."
"Alright, good point Rory. What we need to do is what is most appealing about our group and build a dance around that." Said Mr. Schue
"What about something like this?" asked Blaine as he started doing a hip-hop twirl on the floor. Interested, everyone else started to join in, giving signs of agreement.
"I like that." stated Kurt, though it was obvious he wasn't just talking about the dance moves. Not everyone agreed with him, however, as Sam stood up in protest.
"Ok stop.. just stop. Blaine this..." Sam said as he did the twirl Blaine had done just moments before, "is totally boyband. What we need to sell here... is sex!" He did a body roll and thrust his hips to give a sex appeal to the dance. As he did so, Rory cocked an eye. Did I just see that? Maybe he will do it again... what am I sayin'? He soon returned his attention to the group as things heated up for the worst.
"Look, that... that is not what we need," Blaine said, pointing to the body rolling going on all around the class room. "It is cheap. It's selling us out."
"Look, I came back here to win. Sometimes when you want to win you get desperate and you have to use your 'ass-sets'." Retorted Sam.
"Sure, you have to think that in order to sleep at night." Blaine threw back at the blonde jock, irritated that, for the hundredth time his ideas were being shot down like he was just a little kid.
"What the hell does that mean?" asked Sam, starting to get offended at the hint of his stripper job.
"It means... that I. You. Can't. Have. Me " At that, Sam pushed Blaine back and would have taken him out, if Mr. Schue hadn't been right behind him and holding the kid back. "Hey, hey, hey. Enough guys!"
Disgusted and aggravated, Blaine threw his hands up and in defeat, leaving the choir room in a huff. He made his way to the gym to work off some steam.
"Shouldn't you go after him?" Tina asked Kurt, who was just shaking his head at the vulgarity between the boys.
"No, I am just going to let him cool off," he said as he grabbed his bag and left practice. I wish he would stop taking everything so personally. I don't do that every time Rachel steals my rightful place in the spotlight. At least she won't be at Sectionals. He just has to remember this isn't Dalton and we aren't the Warblers.
The next day, Sam decided to confront Mercedes about their former spark during the summer. They would probably still be together if he hadn't moved away, but he was sure to get her back. This was his chance, as he spotted her heading down the stairs to go to her math class. Sneaking up from behind, he grabbed her hand and started walking with her.
"What are you doing?" she asked in irritation and a hint of worry.
"Holding your hand," Sam said with an arrogant look on his face.
"Well don't," she said, pulling away from him and continuing to walk. "Sam look I-"
"I heard about your boyfriend."
"Then you know he is built like a bull." She stopped in the middle of the hall and faced him. She was going to settle this once and for all. "We had a summer fling."
"It was more than that," he argued.
"I will always have a special place in my heart for you, but... I have moved on and you need to do the same." Turning and walking away, she had a small smile on her face when he yelled he was going to fight to get her back, no matter how big her boyfriend was.
How the hell am I going to get her back? Sam thought to himself. Looking down the hall he saw the new member of New Directions, Rory Flanagan from Ireland, staring at him. He gave a small smile to the kid as he turned down the other hall to get to his class. I wonder why he keeps following me. I heard about him asking Finn to be his friend, maybe that is what he wants. Don't blame him, I felt the same way when I first came here.
Back in the choir room, things were abuzz. It was Sectionals and everyone was at their nerves end. Most of them attempted to stay calm as they did vocal practicing and making sure their flies were zipped.
As Blaine went around helping the warm bodies keep cool, Mr. Schue addressed the New Directions. "Ok guys listen up. Troubletones will be here in 5 so let's make sure we are nice. Sam, help Rory with his blazer please."
Coming up to the Irish kid, Sam adjusted the fabric here and there, mostly to straighten it out. "How you holding up?"
"I am so scared. I 'ave never been on stage in front of so many people before."
Giving a smirk, Sam adjusted the tie too and patted Rory down to make sure no wrinkles were showing. "Nah, you will do fine. No need to worry. Just do what you do best."
"Thank you, Sam Evans," he said as he gave a grin, though a little bigger than it should have been for a simple thank you. Nodding, Sam went back into the mirror to make sure he was presentable as well.
Not too long after, the Troubletones made their way into the room as well. They attempted to throw the New Directions off by offering anyone a position in their group when they won Sectionals.
First up was the Unitards. Though an awkward name for a Show Choir, they were lead by the one Kurt and Rachel dubbed 'Gerber Baby' who took the lead in their song Buenos Aires.
Then came the Troubletones, with their mash up performance of Survivor/ I Will Survive. It was something to definitely measure up to. By this time, Rory was very nervous and could hardly control himself. Sam took notice right away.
"Dude, don't worry so much." But it was no use to say something he was already doing. "Look, how about we make a deal?"
"A deal?"
"Yeah, if we win Sectionals, then I will take you to the Lima Bean and get you some coffee and treats, on me." Sam gave him a big smile, though he didn't mean to, but his lips supersized his emotions.
"Deal. Thank you Sam Evans," Rory said as they made their way onto the stage. As the stage darkened, they made their way to their positions. Not long after the announcer introduced New Directions.
Tina started off their performance with an amazing interpretation of the Jackson 5's ABC. She traded off verses with Kurt, Mike, and Quinn. While Mike did more dancing than singing, it was much better than when he started off. Then came the mid song with Sam in the middle doing what Blaine calls 'The Stripper Dance' sending cheer everywhere in the crowd. By the end of the song, they had already won over everyone, but they kept it going with Control, Finn as lead, and then finishing with the big number of Man in the Mirror as the guys took center stage.
As the crowd finished their cheers and New Directions made their way to the Choir room, Rory stopped Sam in the hallway. "Thanks so much, Sam Evans. Without you I think I would have choked on stage like a fish out of water."
Sam laughed a little, and then felt kind of bad due to the fish analogy. Perhaps that wasn't the best way to describe it to a kid with a full set of lips. "See, I told you could do it! No frog in your throat tonight." The joke was ill taken as Rory was teased of being either a Leprechaun or a Frog. With signs of confusion, Sam retracted the sentence. "What I mean is that you did your best that is what matters." With a final smile, Sam went around the room congratulating the other members of New Directions on their hopeful victory.
It did not take long for the judges to make their decision and soon all the glee clubs were back on stage in anticipation of their victories. Tensions flared as the judges announced that 'Gerber Baby' and her ragtag of a Show Choir got third place. Now it was down to the wire. "At second place we have..." With the dramatic pause, Rory couldn't hold it in and grabbed Sam's hand to relieve some of the tension. A little dumbstruck the blonde jock didn't try to pull himself free. He just has a bad case of the nerves, Sam told himself. "The Troubletones... New Directions in First Place!"
The crowd went wild with the decision, but the Troubletones just stood there frozen. They could not believe that they had lost to the New Directions, even with Rachel not performing and most of the ladies in the Troubletones. Upset, they went backstage and soaked in their loss.
Sitting in Sam's car, Rory kept his eyes on the road as he fidgeted once again. That was stupid of me. How can 'e even stand to be near me after what I did. So unprofessional, especially after the kindness I 'ave been shown.
"So, Rory you're from Ireland?" Sam asked as he came to a stop light. He didn't care for the awkward silence since they left the school.
"Aye," was all he managed to say.
"Look, about back there-"
"Sam Evans, I like ye'," Rory spat out before Sam could come up with something more to say. The car got awkwardly silent again as Sam processed what he just heard. He likes me... like a friend right? Or does he mean...
"You... you like me?" Sam asked but didn't get a response. "What do you mean?"
"Look, Sam Evans I-"
"Just call me Sam."
"Sam... I have tried to keep it inside, but since we are alone and after what I did back on stage, I can't bear myself anymore. Not after the way I acted. I feel so ashamed. I understan' if ye' don't want to be me friend anymore." Rory shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Trying to be able to talk to Sam without looking at him was almost impossible.
"Well uh..." Sam said, trying to find the right words for this situation. "I think you are.. pretty cool to hang out with. I mean no one else can give Kurt a run for his money... well except Rachel, but anyways you don't have to apologize. Your nerves got to you, it's not like you held me down or anything, so don't sweat it."
They spent the rest of the ride not saying another word to each other. During that time, Sam began to think about what Rory had just said. He likes me. There isn't anything wrong with that. I mean Blaine and Kurt like each other, but that's different. I am not gay... well I don't think I am. I love Mercedes but she is taken, and I do need to move on. But with another guy? And with Rory of all people...
Sam snuck a look at Rory when he wasn't looking. He is cute.. for a guy. Maybe I should give it a try. What am I saying? Give it a try with another guy? What would everyone think if they found out? More abuse at school. But Kurt and Blaine pull it off... then again I don't think anyone wants to mess with a kid who was in fight club.
"So you think we could consider this a date?" Sam asked unexpectedly.
Rory looked at him in total shock when he said those words. Is he testing me?
"Well do you?" he asked again. "Technically we are out together after hours, and I am paying. So wouldn't you call that a date?"
"I think so... but..."
"Look, Rory... I don't know what to do with what you just said to me. And after my little encounter with Mercedes in the hall I am not sure about anything anymore. So why don't we take this opportunity to check things out. What do you say?"
"I think that would be awesome," Rory said with a smile. That was further than Rory ever thought he would take it. After all, a hot jock asking another guy, and of all guys, Rory Flanagan who no one understood half the time and looked so... undeveloped.
They reached Lima Bean and saw it wasn't too packed. Sam jumped out of the car and went to the other side to open the door for Rory. "Thank ye'," he said as got out of the car. It was a nice gesture, but not totally comfortable for Sam. He did those things for Quinn when they went out but he never thought about doing it for another guy.
Once they got their orders, they found a table and sat down. They did not have the same silence as they did before. This time they talked about the Troubletones' defeat and how they would be taking it. They also talked about sports, mostly football. It confused Rory at first due to the fact that football in his country is really soccer in America. Despite the translation issues, they enjoyed their time. When they finished their treats, brownies and cookies with hot chocolate, they made their way back out to the car.
It was a nicer drive than before. This time they didn't stop talking until they pulled up to Brittany's house. The two took a moment to sift through everything they had done in the past hour. It was Rory who spoke up first. "Thanks so much, Sam Eva- I mean, Sam. Best uh... date ever."
Sam threw a smile back at the boy. I love his accent... so cute... well for a dude. "Me too, Rory. Maybe we could.. uh.. do it again sometime?"
Rory's blue eyes flared with a new light as his smile went into a full on grin. "I would like that a lot. Good night, Sam."
"Night," Sam said as he watched Rory walk up to the house. He didn't know if it was all the sugar he ate, or the lighting of the streets, but he saw something in Rory he never did before. Look at the way he moves... that nice ass... That chain hangs really well on his jeans. If only they were a little tighter.. Shaking his head, trying to 'snap out of it' he drove home and attempted to finish some English homework he had left over, to no avail.
The next day, New Directions went to the Auditorium to perform a traditional winning number, being We Are Young. This time it was dubbed as 'magical' because it reunited the Troubletones and New Directions, with a little help from Quinn.
Throughout the song, Sam and Rory gave each other stares and smiles as if they were singing to each other. Sadly for Quinn and Mercedes, they thought he was looking at them. The number ended with everyone exchanging hugs and laughter. Now that New Directions were back together, they felt like nothing could stop them.
After the get together, Sam ran up to Rory, who was heading to the gym. "Hey, Rory, wait up," he called after the Irish boy.
Rory gave an approving smile as he waited for his friend to catch up. "Hello, Sam." He started to walk again but Sam stopped him with his hand.
"I need to talk to you."
Rory gave him a nod and followed him into a nearby classroom. It was a little dark due to no lights on, but not enough to stumble on anything.
"About last night. I had a really good time. I hadn't had that much fun since I broke up with Quinn." Rory gave a questioning look. "Long story. Anyways, I was thinking. How about we go to BreadstiX tomorrow? Just you and me and all the stale bread you can eat."
Rory gave a little chuckle. "That would be amazing, but why would we be eating stale bread?"
Sam grinned as he moved closer to Rory. Only inches apart from each other, their hot breath bouncing off of each other. Sam smelled the cool mint off of Rory, which was a turn on for him. "I want to try something" he said as he leaned in closer.
Rory closed his eyes and opened his mouth, just in time to come into contact with Sam's lips. At first the sensation was weird for both of them, as they had never kissed another guy before. After a good minute or so holding their position, they decided to explore a little more. Rory shoved his tongue into Sam's mouth, who rather enjoyed the mint taste of the Irish boy.
Sam did a little exploring himself as he pulled Rory closer to him, massaging his back with his firm but gentle hands. As they kissed, he moved lower and lower until he grabbed Rory's ass. The sensation sent pleasure spikes through Rory, but he knew he didn't want it to go too far so he pulled off of Sam. "That was..."
"Amazing," Sam finished as he tried to catch his breath. He didn't know when, but he found himself sitting on a desk as he stared at Rory looking at him with a smiling face. After a few moments of no talking Sam looked at Rory with a half-smile. "So BreadstiX at six, tomorrow?"
"Uh.. yeah.. sure." Rory felt sheepish and decided to keep his attention on the floor as Sam walked past him and back into the hallway. Now those were some good lips, he thought as he tasted Sam's remaining chap stick on his lips. As he looked down he realized that his pants were a bit too tight to be kissing a hot guy, so after quick adjustment he went back to his original plan to hit the gym.