The party was going well. Drinks were flowing, music was blaring, and surprisingly, everybody was having a good time.

Santana strode up to Rachel. "Good job on the party Ru-Paul. This might be the party of the semester. Congratulations, since this is probably the only coolness you will ever get." Santana left as soon as she came, leaving a drunken Rachel screaming "Thanks!" to her retreating figure.

Kurt was in Rachel's kitchen, mixing some drinks for him and Blaine.

Blaine leaned over and commented into Kurt's ear, "Wow, it is really loud in here, isn't it?"

Kurt felt Goosebumps rise on his skin, and smiled and nodded in agreement. He was looking at the party, seeing who from New Directions was attending, and amazingly enough, all of them were. Well, except Finn and Quinn. Rachel bounced up to Kurt and gave him a huge hug.

"Kurty, I missed you," Rachel slurred.

Kurt laughed a bit.

"Oh dear, how much have you had to drink?"

"One tequila. Two tequila. A beer. A mixed drink or two…"

Blaine's eyes widened as he turned to his friend.

"Wow, you…how are you standing?"

Rachel shrugged and dragged Kurt onto her living room floor, and Blaine followed. They all started to dance and sing along to the music, and Blaine and Kurt started feeling tipsy, as their drinks were hitting them rather quickly.

"I have a great idea!" Rachel yelled. She backed up and got all of the partygoers' attention. "Who wants to play spin the bottle?"

Rachel was not sure what had just happened, but she was 95% sure that she just made out with Blaine. Did she enjoy it? Yes. But, he was gay. And, Kurt has a huge crush on him. Everyone was staring at her, and she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

"I need some air."

She stumbled to her back porch and sat on the bench that her dads' had made when she was 5. She was taking deep breaths, trying to figure out what was going on in her mind right now.

"Hey."

Rachel jumped in surprise, and was even more surprised to see who was behind her.

Sam ran his hand through this blonde hair and nervously smiled.

Rachel caught her breath and put her hand over her heart, "You scared me, Sam,"

Sam looked to his left and then to his right and then shoved his right hand into his front jean pocket.

"Oh, um, I'm sorry. I can leave."

Rachel smiled at him, "No, stay. You just surprised me, that's all."

Sam took a seat on the bench next to her.

"So, why did you run out?"

Rachel turned and looked at him.

"What?"

"From spin the bottle."

Rachel was not sure if she had an answer. She was still trying to unravel the mess that was currently in her brain right now. But, as she looked at the stars, she immediately knew the answer.

"Well…if I tell you, will you promise not to make fun of me?"

Sam nodded.

"I mean, I liked the kiss. He is a very good kisser. But, Kurt likes him and also there is the problem of his sexuality…the problem of him not being into girls,"

Sam laughed. "Now, why would I make fun of you for that?"

"I wasn't finished…well, in the last 5 seconds of the kiss, Finn's face popped into my head,"

Sam searched Rachel's face. She knew that look that was on her face. Furrowed brows and uncertain eyes. He frowned.

"Let me guess. It's not as much that you feel guilty that you kissed someone else. But, you wonder why he keeps popping into your head when you are having a good time with someone else. It's like he has a magical hold on you, and it pulls you back before you fall for someone else."

Rachel's eyebrows rose.

"Wow, that was exactly what I was thinking…or what I was trying to get my mind wrapped around, anyways."

It was her turn to search Sam's face. But, it was a little harder because her third round of shots were hitting her and his face was coming in and out of focus.

"Let me guess. Quinn?"

Sam didn't say anything, but she knew that she was right.

"Do you want to go inside? It is getting really cold out here."

Rachel nodded and led them inside with Sam shutting the door behind them.