Hi guys! This is my first attempt at writing so please forgive any mistakes, which will probably be a lot since I don't have a beta yet. I love Samcedes. I had this idea stuck in my head for a while now and it wouldn't leave me alone, so I decided to just get it out there. Please enjoy!

*I don't own Glee

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"How can you be this beautiful and yet so sad?" he questioned in a less than audible whisper. The girl turned around and searched the small hallway with her brown eyes but saw nothing. She kept walking but was now tense and jittery. He didn't mean to spook her he just could help himself around her.

This girl was everything he was missing in his life, he just knew it.

He was now standing less than six feet away from her, no longer able to just sit back and watch like he was told. She was just so beautiful he had to be near her. It was as if her spirit called to him, a beautiful siren of the sea. She was chosen for him and he would one day have her. As soon as she knows he existed anyway.

As many times they have made eye contact and shared smiles, he still didn't understand why she never seemed to notice him. 'Why aren't you in my arms right now?' he thought to himself. She was so sad and alone. He wanted so bad just to hold her and let her cry on his chest at night.

Tonight was going to be the night he showed himself to her. What he really was; who he really is. No more hiding. If only he could tell her how much she means to him and how much he loves her, even if she didn't love him back she still had to know.

Taking a deep breath he followed her down the hallway that led to her destination. 'Why is she going this way?' he thought. The blond had never been through this part of the house before, but he had to make sure she wasn't getting into any danger.

Danger. This girl was a magnet for it, but he had always been there to help her out of it.

His girl was now standing in front of a floor to ceiling dark oak door, with intricate carvings on it. Adjusting the flashlight from her right hand to her left, she passed her right hand over the knob that looked like a gargoyle. She turned the knob slowly until the click was heard. She didn't go in just yet; instead she turned around with the flashlight eyeing the hallway. This made him very uncomfortable but he was glad it was darker further down the hall where he was stationed. There was no way she could see him.

She looked satisfied with emptiness of the hall and proceeded behind the door. The green eyed boy rushed to the door and prayed it wasn't locked. He turned the knob and exhaled when he heard the click. Pushing the door opened he peeked his head inside and couldn't believe what he saw.

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Sam had been watching Mercedes since she moved into her new house a week ago. He had been next door at his house playing with his dog, when he first noticed the large white moving truck pull up beside him.

"Look Rocket new neighbors." Sam smiled at his dog while pointing to the truck.

Sam figured no one would ever want to live in old man Coopers' house after he died. Old man Coop had been into some weird voodoo type stuff. No one ever believed him though. One night Sam was looking out his window trying to spot constellations when he saw the old man in his backyard with a cross held high to the sky and his mouth moving, it looked like he was chanting. He didn't look on for too long because the grey haired man shot him a death glare that made him shut his blinds with a quickness he didn't know he had. There had been other occasions when the old man would give Sam the straight up willies but that night always freaked him out the most. The blond had a feeling that the voodoo junk, ultimately lead the man to his death over a year ago. After all he was found dead with candles lit all around him, in a salt circle, and a crucifix over his heart.

No one in the quiet suburban neighborhood ever talked about Old man Cooper's death. Sam thought it was strange, not even his friends had a word to say about it. His mom just said he was a sweet old man and to stop trying to tarnish his memory with silly rumors. But again, he knew better but let it go after he knew he was alone in his theories.

Since then the house had been up for sale.

An angelic voice pulled him out of his memories of the old man and in the direction from where it came. Sam didn't see her at first, but he knew she was beautiful from the sound of her voice.

"Mom I think I can take a box in the house without any help." She said as she rounded the moving truck to get to the sidewalk. A gasp escaped his lips as soon as he saw her. He was wrong she wasn't beautiful, she was stunning, a vision. His green eyes couldn't help but stare as she made her way to the front door with a medium sized box in hand. The girl looked about his age, but she was way shorter than him, this made Him smile for some reason. Her skin was chocolaty and looked so smooth. She reminded him of one of those mocha drinks his mom would buy him when they went to get coffee before school sometimes. Her hair was pulled into a high messy bun right on top of her head. Dressed in a black tank top, purple leggings, and black sneakers, she looked comfortable but still managed to be cute.

As she made her way inside the house Sam let out a breath he didn't remember holding. He stared at her front door for a few more minutes, but she never came back outside. At this point the movers were making their way inside the large two story house with more boxes. Not wanting to seem like a creeper Sam decided to stop fawning over a stranger and take Rocket inside of his own house so they could finish playing. He would meet this mystery girl another day he promised himself, but until then he would eat himself a snicker doodle and play with his best friend.

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Eeeek! So what do ya think? Please drop me a little review and tell me if you would like me to continue or not, lol.

Xoxo Tammy :D