Decided to start a Samchel fan fiction, because in my mind they could be pretty amazing! And actually prefer this to my other fan fiction

So I'm just going to write it as if Sam has been at Mckinley all the time, and isn't broke, living in a motel with his family. Anddd, I'm kind of drifting through Season 1 at the moment!

I don't own Gleeeeeee.

Sam's POV

Another new year at high school, I'm the quarter back of the football team, one of the most popular guys in school and I am abb-u-licious. I haven't always lived in Lima Ohio, I moved her a few years back in the 7th grade, now I'm a Sophomore, and this year things are going to change.

As I pulled into the parking lot of school, I could already spot the my friends, all in their letterman jackets, and the girls in their cheerio's uniform – as Puck would say its like crunchy toast. "Puck, Finn, why are you all gathered over here…eugh, Puck have you not washed it stinks here?"

"Watch it Evans" Puck snarled, shrugging it off then pointing to the open dumpster. "Check this out, were about the throw him into the dumpster."

Ahh typical Puck, always wanting to look badass. I don't agree with this at all, so I always stand at the back of the crowd. Why don't I do something about you ask? Popularity costs you see, if I want to get to the top I need to seem ok with these things.

"Finn, are you ready to go?" It wasn't really a question if it was coming from head cheerleader and head bitch Quinn Fabrey. Her hand on the hip, tapping her foot impatiently. "We mustn't be late for our first class" Ah, every year Quinn Fabrey starts earlier and earlier with Prom Queen prep – she's c-r-a-z-y if you ask me.

I walked to my locker just before homeroom. As usual Rachel Berry comes strutting pass at exactly 8:25, 5minutes before Homeroom in her plad skirt, and one of her animal sweaters, with those knee high socks – kind of like a sexy librarian look. Despite that, Rachel Berry was a nobody, she was on Pucks daily slushy list – again something I disagree with.

I had to have the only Homeroom teacher that gave out seating plans, luckily Finn and Puck were sitting next to each other, as were Mike Chang and Matt Rutherford. I however, was placed next to Rachel Berry. – This will be an interesting year. We were then told to spend the next 10minutes finding out information about each other.

"Hi, I'm Sam Evans."

"I know who you are, I'm Rachel Berry."

Cocking my eyebrow, "I know who you are."

Rachel's POV

He knew who I was? What was this, some kind of practical joke? And what's with the cocking of the eyebrow…

"So apart from being Quarter back on the football team, and being popular. What are your interests…" Let me guess, slushies, chucking people in the dumpster.. oh and cheerio's? Rachel thought to herself.

"Umm, good question. I like reading, Avatar….."

This'll be good, Rachel thought to herself.. He reads. Really? Does he really expect me to believe that..

"So, what are you reading at the moment?"

Sam's POV

Why is Rachel looking at me like that, I haven't done anything wrong, have I? Oh well.

"Well, I have just read Great Expectations By Dickins, and before that I read To Kill a Mockingbird By Lee Harper, and I'm either going to read, To Boy in the striped Pyjamas, or The Girl Who Played With Fire.. Any suggestions?"

Has Rachel's mouth always that big?

"Um, Rachel. Are you trying to catch flies with your mouth open?" Trying to suppress his laughter.

Rachel's POV

Woah, this jock actually reads… and he's laughing, why…

"Sorry, what did you just say?"

"I said, are you trying to catch flies with your mouth open?"

"Oh.. OHH" Realising what Sam had just said, bursting out in a blush. And he has a sense of humour..

"Well, I would suggest The Girl Who Played With Fire." Sam answered with a nod "However you would have to, if you haven't already, have to start at the beginning of the trilogy – The girl with the dragon tattoo"

"Well thanks for that, I may take you up on that." Rachel replied with a smile. "Now, what are your interests?"

Sam's POV

Well, Rachel Berry isn't one to keep her mouth shut. Was there something she wasn't telling his, or was it because she had just found out that Sam Evans wasn't you conventional Jock?

"Uhh, Rachel your interests?" Asking a second time.

"Oh, yeah, right. Well I like to sing and dance, and am in Glee Club. I have two gays dads, I don't know who my mother is –which has never bothered me. Aaaaand, I like broardway musicals, and one day I plan to be a star on broardway."

Wow, composing himself while trying to keep the shock off his face, realising that he was totally interested in what Rachel Berry was saying, now starting to blush he nodded and said "Cool."

The bell rang, he left for Chemistry, and that was then end of that.

Rachel's POV

Well, that was totally inappropriate telling someone I just met about my perosnal life, dreams and aspirations- totally inappropriate for someone you barely know, especially a jock, who really isnt you sterotypical jock.

"GAHH!" A wet slush was splashed into her face, "Eugh, cherry flavour" Wiping her eyes, expecting to see Puck, she saw Quinn Fabrey.

"Listen man hands, you can sing and dance with my man all you want, but you will never have him. Get it." The words left Quinns mouth icily.

"Um, sure… thing…?" Rachel said looking more than a little confused, she had barely spoken to Finn since… Well forever.

"Well, good." Quinn said with slight dissappointment in her voiceWathing Quinn turn around, the whole school departed like the red sea. While she turned around, people departed as if she was the plague, not wanting to get any of the slushie on them.

After a dull hour of English, she headed to one lesson that she actually enjoyed. Spannish.

Sam's POV

"See you later man, I've got spannish." Sam said as Puck cocked his eyebrow.

"Yeah you'll see me in a few hours, remember I haven't atteneded a Math class in years." Puck said joyfully.

"Dude, you might want to reconsider that, I mean I know we don't graduate for a while… But still, you want to get out of Lima. Don't you?"

"Yeah, I do. But Math Class. Really?" Puck whined, knowing that he would end up going to class.

"Com'on, its not even that hard, and you're a logical thinker." Sam knowingly said as he convinced Puck to go.

"Fine." Puck said a stormed off, while Sam feeling pre-t-t-y pleased. "Now, spannish."

Luckily he had Mr Schue for his Spannish teacher, he was the best teacher in the whole school, but the one thing he hated. Seating plans.

Halfway through playing with his belt buckle his name was called out and was appointed a seat at the back, the next name to be called out was "And you partner for the year Sam will be…. Rachel Berry." He internally growned, though his stomach did not agree with the groan. He realised he wanted to continue his conversation from Homeroom with her.

Rachel's POV

WHAT! Not again, she had already said too much in homeroom, that was rather personal, and she didn't usually share with anyone. Trying to fight a blush – not sure what from, she sat down next to Sam, who had a look on his face that she was feeling.. Strange?

"Hello again" Rachel said, trying to clear the awkward tension between the two. Obviously not working, she zoned in on what Mr Schue was saying, instantly regretting it.

"Alright class, I hope you all had a great summer and remember what happened, because I want you all to recall what happened over the summer to your partners, and they are going to write it down in Spannish and then recall it to the class.

Crap.

Looking over at Sam who stared blankly at his sheet of paper, obviously feeling rather awkward, Rachel decided to iniatate the conversation.

"So Sam, what did you do over your Summer break." Sterotyping him once again to be a neanderthal jock.

Sam's POV

Shit, shit shit, I can't tell her what I really did, cause that's definitely gonna make me not popular… "Ehhh…Well I…

Please review this! This is another attempt at another style of writing, and please review good, bad, ugly whatever, I also have another story called 'Someones out to ruin New Direction's' If you would like to read it!