I Do Not Own Glee.
"Sam?" Rachel meekly said coming from behind the book case and walking towards the table Sam sat. Sam looked up at Rachel and raised his eyebrow in question.
"Oh. Hey Rachel, what's up?" He asked putting on a smile to hide the emotions he felt at the moment. Being Rachel, she saw this façade he was putting on, but gave him a reassuring smile instead of speaking on it.
"I, uh, was looking for a book when I heard you and Santana speaking." She told him from where she stood. He just looked at her; thinking she was going to say more. Rachel took his silence in a bad way. "I wasn't eavesdropping if that's what you're thinking." She reassured him. Sam nodded and continued looking down at the table.
"May I sit?" she asked pointing to the chair Santana once occupied. He nodded and she pulled out the chair and sat quietly. They stayed silent until Sam broke it asking her a question.
"Do you think she's wrong? Santana that is." He asked with pleading eyes. He needed to hear she was. He needed to stop this pain he felt in his chest. Rachel looked at him with sympathy.
"About what, exactly?"
"About Quinn and Finn." He responded carefully. He knows how Rachel still feels about Finn. Sure, she tried to hide it with her Firework performance, but he could see through that act. She was still feeling horrible about their break up. Rachel hung her head for a second before taking a breath and looked at him straight in the eyes.
"Sadly, yes. I do believe she is right about that." Watching his face fall so fast, she placed her hand on top of his and said in a soft voice, "I'm sorry Sam." Of course he knew what was going on. He knew that the gumball story was a stupid lie but he chose to believe it. Why? It was just like Santana said; he just believed it so he could stay with Quinn. Hearing it from Rachel just made so much more real than hearing it from Santana.
"She was wrong about one thing though." She said with a smile in her voice. He looked up at her with questioning eyes.
"Sam, you shouldn't have to hide who you really are. You should embrace it more than anything. It makes you special and better than anyone else in this school. If you like to do impressions, no matter how ghastly awful they might be," Rachel smiled hearing him chuckle at her attempt at a joke. "You should do them! And hey, while you're at it, sing a song in Na'vi if it makes you happy!" His smile widened as she giggled. Once she stopped she gave his hand a gentle squeeze to grab his attention.
"What I am trying to say is that you should be who you are. I'm almost positive your friends will still like you even if you are a closet dork. Don't hide who you really are." She finished as he looked up at her. He stayed silent, still processing what she was telling him. She removed her hand, causing him to snap from his thoughts. His hand suddenly felt colder than before.
"But then again, this is Rachel Berry talking. I get tormented everyday for who I am and I know you wouldn't want that. Just…think about what you are giving up before you make a deal with Satan. I mean Santana." She said to him and stood from the table. He nodded watching her walk away. Halfway towards the door, she turned back facing him.
"Don't let what Quinn did get you down Sam. You are so much better than that and you deserve much better than her." She said truthfully giving him a smile. It was a soft, real smile, not her show smile. He felt his heart lighten at the sight of it.
"And, I was kidding about the whole singing in Na'vi. That would be a little hard to follow." She said teasingly. He smiled and got up from his seat to walk towards her. He shrugged his shoulders once he got in front of her. "I don't know Rachel. You made quite a good argument." He said jokingly right back at her. He felt his smile widen when he heard her give out a real laugh. He took her hand in his and chuckled how that action made her stop and look at him.
"Thank You Rachel. You made a lot of sense and that's what I needed. I appreciate it." She smiled bashfully before she looked up at him.
"I know how it feels like to have the one you love hurt you. If you need anything I am always here for you." She squeezed his hand one last time and headed towards the door. Once she opened the door, Sam's voice stopped her from moving any forward.
"Rachel?"
"She turned from the door, "Yes?" He looked at her shyly as he spoke, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
"Finn is such an idiot for letting someone as great as you go without a second thought." She looked at him shocked at first before she smiled and blushed at his compliment.
"Thank you Sam. I'll see you in Glee." And with that she left him standing in the library alone. He knew she was right. He was much better than to mope around about Quinn's betrayal. He knows for sure he was going to do something about it. But first, he's going to start being friends with a cute, perky starlet of the glee club. Perhaps it'll turn into more and if it does, he won't complain
I am usually a Finchel fan, but something about this couple seems really cute. Its my new obsession! =) I might make this a two shot with Sam coming clean about his dorkiness to the club and sing a song about it. Tell me what you thought about this please!