SAM'S POV

Being Sam Evans is not that hard, its rewarding actually. Everyone knows you, teachers respect you, and you take no crap from no one. Being on top is where I am, and I am not going anywhere. I mean, being football captain, class president and dating one of most popular and beautiful girls in school, boosts up my street credit and gives me a chance to see the fear in the eyes of those losers from Glee Club; every time I walk down the hall. It hilarious, watching the gay kid cover his face with his fedora, when I had a slushie in my hands, I planned to throw it at someone, but it wasn't him. The Asian girl hid her face into her locker as I passed her; again it wasn't meant for her.

As I turned around the corner I found my target; she walking down the hall, holding some sheet music and with some books in her hands. I stopped right in front of her as she gave me fearful eyes as I just smiled deviously at her. She squinted her eyes as I threw the grape slushie at her. Gasping at how cold it was, she dropped her books and her sheet music as she removed the residue of slushie from her face. I walked towards her ear and whispered.

"Don't eat all of it, we won't want you to gain weight. Goodbye Aretha." I kissed her cheek as she pushed me away and I just grinned at her.

MERCEDES POV

I started to feel the pain and sting of the slushie penetrate my brain and make it's way up my nose. Gasping in and out, I was left by the idiot and malicious Sam Evans, soaking wet and yet still he has the balls to kiss me cynically. I hate despise him with such a passion. Kurt and Tina approached me as they took me into the girl's bathroom and started cleaning me off.

"I just don't understand what the hell his problem is?" Kurt started nodding in disapproval and wiped my cheek gently with paper towels.

"We are in Glee Club Mercedes, slushies are like air for us. If we aren't getting one, we die. Its just the road we chose." Before I could speak someone slammed the bathroom stall open and we saw Sam Evan's significant other come out giving us a death glare.

I rolled my eyes and turned around trying to ignore her and finish cleaning myself off. But I guess, she didn't want to ignore me.

"Well, I see you got your morning dose. Don't clean yourself up just yet, I suspect Puckerman might give you another one later on during the day." I looked at her from the mirror reflection.

"Are you done Quinn?" Quinn eyed me head to toe and walked away pushing Tina out of the way. As soon as she left the bathroom I threw my book at the door, I lowered my head and started sobbing quietly.

"I can't stand them. I hate them!"

SAM POV'S

I saw my beautiful girlfriend come out of the girl's bathroom and come towards me with her signature deviant smile. I grabbed her hips and pulled her towards me for a kiss. Parting my lips from hers, we both turned to see Aretha, Kurt and Tina come out of the bathroom. All of a sudden, Quinn started sobbing. I grabbed her chin, pulling her head up to see her face.

"Honey, what's wrong?" Quinn started wiping her tears that were falling down her face.

"It's that damn black girl, she was so mean to me. She was yelling at me in the bathroom. She's such a monster." I was beyond pissed, I looked at I saw the trio of losers start walking away. I gently moved Quinn to the side and started marching towards them, mostly Aretha.

I grabbed her arm and snatched her away from Kurt and Tina; she started hitting me on my arm as I pulled her aside.

"Let go of me! What the hell is your problem?" I huffed with anger and flicked her chin with my hand and she was about to slap me when I stopped her hand just in time.

"You do not speak, make eye contact or even breath the same air as my girlfriend you understand that? If I here you yell at Quinn again, I'll-" She interrupted me by pushing me which made me release my grip on her arm.

"Stay away from me. You are nothing but a sad, pathetic and lost boy. As for Quinn, she's lying." I chuckled and grabbed her arm, pulling her near me leaving inches between us.

"You are nothing but fat, pathetic, loser. It's sad that you think you're tough and a 'diva,' but you have a weakness. Everyone does, stop being a poser Aretha." I saw her eyes start to fill up with tears, I never noticed how light brown they were up close.

"Poser? Why don't you tell everyone in this school, that you play guitar and sing in the choir room Friday's afterschool? You can't even admit who you really are Sam. You're the one who is pathetic." My eyes opened wide as she pulled her arm away from my grip and removed the tears from her eyes. She knew my secret, something I had never told anyone. She was my enemy and she knew my weakness. I saw as she turned away as she headed off with Kurt and Tina.

MERCEDES' POV

I started rubbing the bruise Sam had left on my arm; he was an animal. Always picked on the weak, every since he arrived at this school, he has nothing but humiliate everyone in Glee Club. Me being co-captains along with Rachel; we were the jocks main targets. We all got our own "slushie jock." Rachel got Finn, Kurt got Karofsky, Tina got Azimio and I got Sam. Glee club was more than an underdog club; it was a way to express each other through song. Where we can share our most intimate feelings, where we can be free and happy.

"Okay class, I am going to split you up into partners for this worksheet." I had forgotten I was in history class, and I moved the sleeve of my shirt down and looked up at the teacher.

"Santana with Finn, Noah with Azimio, Karofsky with Quinn." After splitting most of the class up, I was waiting for my name to be called.

"Mercedes with Sam." You have got to be kidding me? I could barely handle being in the same class as me, now I have to work with him. I exhaled sharply, and as everyone started walking to their partners; I stood up and walked towards the teacher.

"Um, Miss Fear; is there any chance I can switch partners. Or I can work alone; I don't mind. I just seriously don't want to work with the partner you assigned me." I felt a presence behind me and I knew it belong to none other than Sam Evans. My teacher gave me a "sorry" look and I slowly turned around to find an annoyed Sam.

"Believe me, this isn't is a dream for me either, let's just get this over with." He started walking towards a table in the far end of the classroom. We sat across from each other as we flipped through our history book and started working on our assignment.

"The formal declaration of independence had made it necessary for the states to form some type of central authority-" I saw Sam was eyeing his girlfriend from across the room. I turned around as she blew him a kiss. Turning back around, I snapped my fingers in front of him to get his attention.

"Hello? You can flirt with your girlfriend another time, we have an assignment to do." Sam snickered as I rolled my eyes and continued reading until he closed my book before I could continue.

"What is your problem?" We stayed gazing at each other for what seemed forever, until he broke the silence.

"You annoy me. It's exhausting to look at you. You are a girl, you have no sense of style, and you're hair looks like crap. Ever heard of make-up and a little thing called fruits and vegetables? Yeah you should be writing this down, I'm trying to help you." I have had it! I wasn't going to take his crap anymore. I stood up from my chair and caused a scene.

"You can go suck a fuck!" Everyone started staring as I heard my teacher yell my name. Sam thought it was hilarious, he started laughing.

"And how does one suck a fuck? You're pathetic!" Now I heard the teacher yell his name. I grabbed is folder and threw it across the desk and onto the floor. I left running and ignoring my teachers screaming my name. I was tired of Sam Evans and I was tired of everyone.

I ran to my locker and started bawling as I opened my locker. I covered my hands as I hid my face inside my locker. I took deep breath, still having my mini break down; when someone slammed my locker closed. I turned to see Sam Evans, with eyes livid and his hands across his chest.

"Stay away from me. What more do you want? I'm probably going to get suspended, all because you can't manage to leave me alone. What do you want from me?" He then did a gesture I never thought Sam Evans would do.

"I want you to help me, with my singing."

I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKED IT! SAM EVANS AS A BAD BOY! OOOHH! I DECIDED TO PUT ONE OF MY OTHER STORIES ON HOLD, AND WRITE THIS ONE INSTEAD!