Even though Sam didn't say much to Kurt personally during the lesson, he did talk quite a lot. He had to introduce himself to the class which Kurt found slightly interesting. He was born in England but had moved around quite a lot for reasons he liked to keep a mystery. Apparently a bit of a mystery was a turn on for him. Most of the class laughed while others rolled their eyes. Kurt joined in with the eyerolling group. Sam continued to say how his favourite colour was green; he was allergic to bees and was an artist. Oddly enough his art was not that popular with others. Casey suggested that he should do what Van Gogh did to get attention. Sam responded with "yeah, but the whole dying thing is far too complicated."
They also found out he was very bilingual as he was able to speak Spanish fluently, having proper conversations with Mr. Schuester while everyone just sat back in confusion. Kurt could understand some of it. He heard them say singing and auditions. Those words Kurt knew in every language. Oh, and fashion. Hopefully they weren't discussing glee. Everyone was just talking along one another and Kurt decided to be left alone as no one was speaking about something he was interested in. Well, Santana did mention something about a sale and Kurt did intrude, telling them how Zamia always sold horrible clothes anyway so it wasn't worth going to. They just ignored him of course. It was too bad Mecedes didn't do Spanish, nor Tina and Artie. Once Spanish was finished though, Kurt headed off to his next class, drama. On the way though he felt someone grab his wrist and jumped slightly.
"Relax, it's just me" came the now all too familiar sound of Sam. Sighing he looked over at Sam who seemed happy to see Kurt. How on earth was he supposed to relax?
"Fancy meeting you again, and this time you're not trying to tongue rape me" Kurt muttered back, snapping his hand away from the boys grasp.
"It's only rape if you don't enjoy it. And you clearly enjoyed it" Sam answered as if it was obvious.
"What on earth made you think I was the least bit interested in your tongue forcing its way down my throat. I almost chocked on all that smoke coming from you" Kurt remarked. He was slowly getting angrier at the boys cocky attitude.
"Say what you want, you know you liked it" Sam replied, moving closer to Kurt. Just like before, Kurt found himself immobilized. The same cheap alcohol was on his breath, making Kurt even more nervous. He felt Sam lightly grab his hand again but shook it off again.
"Just leave me alone, ok" Kurt insisted angrily before marching off to his next class. The last thing he wanted was to see that freak again. Fortunately for him, he didn't. Well, until Glee.
The day seemed to be getting. No one had harassed him and Karofsky was away. Even in Maths the rest of the class left Kurt alone. Well, they didn't really talk to him anyway but that wasn't the point.
Once it came round to glee, Kurt was in quite a good mood. Still not great but he was doing fine. Everyone was sitting on the chairs, talking to one another as Kurt decided to talk to the gleeks about his little outburst.
"Sorry about yesterday" Kurt apologized to Tina, Artie, Puck and Quinn. "But you know how I get when something happens to my clothes"
"No need to remind me Hummel. That time we didn't let you take off your Arpoan jacket off you had a major fit" he chuckled at the memory but Kurt just glared at him angrily. He had not forgotten that incident and immediately went back to his bitter attitude. The Gleeks that weren't at the mall quickly understood that Kurt had been a total arse due to some damage to the jeans.
"First off, it's Amari. I have no idea how you got Arpoan from that and secondly that jacket was worth $850" he remarked angrily. Practically everyone widened their eyes in amazement of how Kurt would spend such money on clothes. Even Finn had no idea where he got the money and he lived with Kurt. The car shop Mr. Hummel half owned was ok but it wasn't getting a lot of money. Nowhere near enough the amount to cover all of Kurts designs. He would just go out one day and come back with a new outfit. Sometimes he would act like it was not a big deal, while other times he had to show it off.
"How the hell do you get all that money?" Mercedes asked after a few seconds.
"What I do in my own spare time is my own business Mercedes" he stated with a mischievous grin. It got everyone more curious but they kept quiet. Truth was, he actually had a job that paid very well but did not wish to spoil the secret. He sat down on a spare chair to belong with the other Gleeks just in time for the class to begin. Will walked into the room and was followed by Sam. Without realizing it Kurt let out a groan. Could he ever get away from that boy?
"Everyone, this is Sam. He'll be auditioning for Glee today" Mr. Schue told the class. There were a few other groans from the class. Nice to see Kurt wasn't the only one he harassed.
"What?" Sam asked, amused by the reaction of the class. He was obviously used to people having a problem with him.
"Well, you haven't really made the best first impression Sam" Artie answered.
"You licked my nose this morning" Rachel shouted. Everyone froze and it became very awkward. At least Kurt wasn't the only one he had touched inappropriately. Even Mr. Schue looked slightly disturbed at the thought. Before anyone could respond Sam decided to defend himself.
"What? You were slushied. I happen to like Grape. If you only let me pick at it like I offered then I wouldn't have to have done that" Rachel glared at him for a few seconds, which received a blank look back.
"But Sam, that could still go down as sexual harassment. We…we might have to tell someone about that." Will wasn't exactly sure what to do with the situation which wasn't a surprise for Kurt. Rachel let out a huff and decided to change subject back to the whole Glee aspect. Mrs. Schue just went ignored.
"Can you even sing?" Rachel asked, folding her arms.
"No, but I can juggle and do a cartwheel at the same time" Sam said sarcastically. There was a confused look on Rachels face as well as Finn. Brittany wasn't really paying attention to what was being say. "If I thought I was a crap singer why would I even be auditioning for this glee thing?" Mike got a little uncomfortable with this statement which made Kurt silently laugh.
"Anyway," Mr. Schue interrupted before Rachel could say anything. The class was obviously not turning out how he expected. Kurt enjoyed watching it. "What song will you be singing?"
"I shall be singing Les Sans Papier by Notre Dame De Paris" Sam grinned. While Kurt raised an eyebrow, the others looked at the boy as if they had no idea what he just said. For most of them, it was probably because they did have no idea what he just said.
"Uhm, something in English preferably" Will stated. This seemed to surprise Sam and he was unable to speak.
"I think he should sing Lesson Paper or whatever it is" Finn said which Kurt found interesting.
"No, that is unfair Finn. We need to be able to understand what he's actually singing" Rachael interjected.
"Why? We're judging him on his voice aren't we? If he does sing in a different language then we are in fact making more notice of his actual voice. I say go for it" Kurt stated. The expression on Sam relaxed.
"Why thankyou Kurt." He gave a small wink which made Kurts inside flutter. No, this was not happening.
"Well, ok then. Go ahead Sam." The band started to play and Sam soon joined them. Kurt still found it quite remarkable that the band seemed to know every song in existence.
Nous somme Nous somme
Des étrangers
Des sans-papiers
Des hommes
Et des femmes
Sans domicile
Oh! notre-dame
Et nous te demandons
Asile! asile!
Des étrangers
Des sans-papiers
Des hommes
Et des femmes
Sans domicile
Oh! notre-dame
Et nous te demandons
Asile! asile!
It's hard enough to speak in a foreign language but the way Sam sang was quite unbelievable. Sure, at some parts he was a little pitchy but the emotion that went into it was extraordinary. Halfway through the song Kurt was asked by Mercedes what exactly was Sam singing.
"He's basically looking for Asylum, which does suit him" Kurt whispered back.
"But, isn't an Asylum somewhere for crazy people?"
"Exactly"
Sam did not notice any of the talking going on in the audience, not even when Mr. Schue told Santana to be quiet. It was like he was in his own little world that was filled with pain and desperation. At least, that was what he was expressing.
Once Sam had finished, there was a mixed reaction from the audience. Brittany applauded enthusiastically, as did Mike. Mercedes, Artie, Tina and Puck clapped slowly and everyone else just sat there, not too impressed by it. There was still no sign of Sam realizing where he was. He was too busy breathing heavily to even notice Mr. Schue walked over to him. It was when the teacher patted his back did Sam jump back into reality.
"Welcome to Glee" Mr. Schue said with a smile on his face. Sam grinned and looked over at Kurt. As soon as they locked eyes, Kurt stopped smiling instantly. He did feel strangely happy that Sam had joined Glee but he wish he didn't. Sam was an arrogant, disgusting creep. Why did he constantly make Kurt smile?
