Hiya everyone! i sincerely welcome everyone to my newest fanfic, Christian crisis.

Authors note: This chapter is a little bit of a prologue at the begining, and then after the first page break, chapter 1 begins. My OC character Savannah is 15 years old and a sophomore at McKinley in glee. This is an au, with maybe some canon if i feel like putting in some stuff strictly for the glee club. and i love Klaine, so i'll probably throw some of them in here too. But this is a Joe Hart and Savannah story. But i promise, it'll be great!

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Joe often found himself staring at her from his locker down the hall. Her long curly hair that ran down to just below the middle of her back. Her massive eyes that were a deep, and often dark green color.

Shy and quiet, until you give her a song to sing, and then she has a voice so melodious that it brings him weak to his knees. When she solo's in show choir, her voice never fails to bring him to a sitting position, or a frozen standstill statue. She is ALWAYS SMILING no matter how terrible her day was. She gets good grades, she has friends that she often hangs around with, and the best thing about her. She is a Christian too.

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Joe's POV

I knew how much I liked her. I have liked her for a long time now. Months! But I can never work up the courage to ask her to go out with me. Every time I look at her, I get lost in her eyes, and find myself staring and can't form a coherent thought anymore. And then by the time I am finally able to tear my gaze away from her, she gets pulled away. Her dad texts that he is outside to pick her up, her friend comes and pulls her away to go somewhere together, there is a glee club meeting that we are late for. There is always SOMETHING. The conversations always end the same way.

"Well I have to go right now but, I hope I talk to you soon Joseph. Bye."

Despite the fact that we are both in glee together, we don't talk much more than our locker side conversations where I stammer like an idiot, and surely stare at her near drooling point.

Sometimes, I feel like she might be blushing back, but it's probably all in my head…. She's way to perfect to ever dig me.

But I don't care. I have decided a solution. I have got to at least ask her to go out with me one time. To see if she likes me back. If I just don't make eye contact with her, I can get the words out!

I walked up to her slowly as she was reading an open textbook resting on the shelf in her locker. You can really learn a lot about a person by looking into their locker. When I look into Savannah's, I can see that she loves her family, she has a hamster, her favorite colors are yellow and purple, and she is completely in love with Ricky Martin. Even if she didn't go to my church, you can see that she is a Christian because of the psalms scripture that is written on her little wipe board along with the message, "Don't forget to pray today."

Everything about Savannah Lake is perfection. And I'm going to do this.

Gazing at her has seriously become my favorite thing to do. I think I do more staring at Savannah than I do studying. Which is probably not a good thing, but what can you do?

"Hey Savannah." I called to her walking right up beside her with a nervous wave.

She smiled so bright, and every time she did, I can swear that she likes me too. That smile has to mean something.

"Hi Joseph. How was your weekend?" she asked me, and she reached in to hug me.

Oh god, she smells like….. something beautiful. I have to find out what that scent is so that I can label what it is that makes her smell so amazing. And every time she embraces me, I have a hard time letting go. And I hope that she doesn't realize it. Because if she does notice, that is incredibly embarrassing.

I let her go before my thoughts cold get any further away from me, and remembered that she asked me how my weekend was.

"Oh. It was. It was fine. I actually wanted to ask you something." I was looking nervously at my feet and I wanted to look into her eyes. I swear, it was like gravity was pulling me directly by the dreads to look up and stare into those eyes like I do every single time I look at her. They were just screming, "look at me…. You know you want to…"

But no! That would be counterproductive. I've got to get this out! I've got too. And if I see that beautiful green twinkle, I'll turn into a stuttering idiot like I always do and she'll end up having to go to class, or to lunch with a friend… Something that means I don't get to talk to her anymore.

I looked up and into her locker now. She put a clip into her book and then closed it, put in against her chest under crossed arms, and closed her locker door.

"Sure Joe. What's up?"

I was freezing….. I was blanking… Because darn it, I made eye contact!

"Uh- I uh- I wa- I's- …"

STUPID STUPID STUPID! Just ask her!

I tried to look away from that gaze, but my body was making its own decisions right now. Thankfully, Marley came up beside us, and Savannah looked away from me to look at her, and I was freed.

I sighed.

She then, stealing my moment, like everyone does, bubbled out, "Hey Savannah, I have a duet idea for glee. Can you come to the auditorium with me?"

I knew that was it. This is how it always ends. I never get to ask or talk to her at all because something else pulls her away.

"You know what?" She said to Marley matter of factly, "I'll be there soon. Give me a minute."

That was new. She usually just said, "do you mind?" or "Want to talk later?" or "I've got to go but I'll see you?" and I always did the same thing.

Nodded and said, "ye- yeah sure." And waved an anxious and love struck wave.

But this time Marley looked at me and smiled, and then raised her eyebrows at Savannah and said, "Oh. OK. I'll wait for you in there then… Hi Joe."

"Hi Marley." I said quietly, and she winked at Savannah, and retreated down the hall.

What was the wink for?

Ah! She does like me back! Alright! I'm doing this!

"What were you going to ask me Joe?" She asked, moving a strand of hair from my face and tucking it behind my ear. If it was hard looking at her, it was torture having her skin come in contact with mine.

I looked at her pretty hair falling over her shoulders, avoiding her eyes, and took a deep breath.

"Would you like to go to the mini golf place with me sometime? Maybe… This weekend?"

There. I asked.

Her cheeks turned a faint crimson, and she hugged her book tighter and mumbled, "Um. Sure. That… That sounds really nice."

I sighed. I knew I never had a chance with- Wait what!? Did she just say yes?!

"Really?" I asked not caring anymore about a filter, and I looked at her directly now, immediately getting lost.

She nodded again, still blushing, and then I exhaled. "G-great! I'll uhm… I'll see you in glee, and we can- can uh-…uh"

I was freezing…. Blanking… What was I going to say?

"Yeah. Yeah ok. I'll talk to you later." She shouldered her side backpack and came right in front of me. I thought she was reaching in to hug me, but she surprised the heck out of me by kissing my cheek lightly. She had to get on her tip toes to do it, but when she was back flat on the floor, I was barely breathing. She blinked a few times, and it was then that I realized how freaking long her eyelashes are. Have they always been that long and gorgeous?

"Bye Joseph." She turned to walk away swiftly and I just stood, oblivious to everything around me.

Not only do I have a date with Savannah Lake, but she kissed me on the cheek…..

I think I may already be in heaven.

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A/n: Please let me know what you guys think? I have been literally been dreaming about this story in my head since I saw glee project like 5 months ago and realized how hot Samuel Larsen is. And I love my OC so much! I needed to get this written. Please please please leave a review and I will write another chapter for this as soon as possible. The more people review, the Faster I promise an update! Thanks for reading.