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OH and FABREVANS FOR THE WIN!

Sam walked around the Mckinley High halls with his head held high. Last year was in the past, this was a brand new start. He didn't need a girlfriend to be happy, let alone Heather Quimby.

But then... he saw her. Her. The girl of his dreams, the girl with the blonde hair. The one that was his when he first started to go to Mckinley.

Quinn Fabray.

Her name still let holes in his heart and seeing her laughing with her new boyfriend letted him with hopeless pain.

How can someone so mean, bitchy and sneaky be so beautiful and important in someone's life?

"Hey Sam!" Quinn said when she noticed him staring at her. "Did you lost something? Other than your pride?"

Sam rolled his eyes, how can she be so mean? "No, did you? Other than your virginty?"

Quinn walked towards him slowly. "Who do you think you are talking to me that way, Samuel Evans?" she said harshly.

"Hm, I don't know. You tell me." Sam said, if there was a good thing about dating Mercedes is that she showed him how to stood up for himself and not be the stupid nice blonde boy he was.

"I'll tell you what you are. An idiot." she said and walked away.

"Oh yeah? You're a bigger one!" he yelled after her.

Just then Mike walked and saw a mad Sam. "You still fighting with Quinn? I swear, you guys are like a couple of seven year olds." Mike said looking at Sam.

"Yeah, I guess. But can you blame me? The girl gets me boiling. She is so frustrating." Sam said frowning.

Mike smirked "She gets you 'boiling' you say? Are you hot for Quinn Fabray?" Mike said mockingly, the boy could fool anyone by making them think he was a 'shy and quiet asian kid' but he sure was annoying.

Sam blushed "What? No! You know what I mean. I mean, that she makes me mad."

"Why so defensive, Sammy? What are you hiding?"Mike said acting like if Sam was a baby.

"I'm not hiding anything. And don't call me 'Sammy' is annoying... and weird." Sam said walking away to class.

"You know, admitting you have a problem is the first step to recovery!" Mike yelled.

"Screw you!" Sam yelled and Mike laugh.

Sam was walking to class when he heard a familiar voice coming from the janitor closet.

He knew spying wasn't right but... it wouldn't hurt anyone if they didn't know he was there, besides is not like he was telling anyone. So he leaned in, his ear facing the door. He could hear everything perfectly.

"Oh come on. Just admit you like Trouty so the rest of us can move on with our lifes." Santana said.
"What? Me? Like Sam? Pufft. Pah-lease!" Quinn said.

"Oh come on! We all know you like him! Is pretty damn ovbious." Santana said.

"I don't-" Quinn stoped "Fine, is it that ovbious?"

He heard Santana and Brittany's laugh. "Yeah, it is."

No,it isn't 'damn ovbious' Sam though.

"This is so emberrasing!" Quinn said "Do you think he knows I like him?"

No,he doesn't. Not until now anyway Sam though

"Nah, I don't think so. You're pretty mean to him. Is just a thing us girls do, we notice it but guys don't." Santana said.

"Oh okay, now lets get out of here before we're late-" but before Quinn could finish the sentence Sam left. He couldn't get caught listening to a girl's conversation. And besides he already knew what he wanted to know... Quinn Fabray liked him.

And he was starting to think that maybe Mike was right. Admitting you have a problem is the first step to recovery and that's just what Sam was going to do.

'My name is Sam Evans and I like Quinn Fabray!'