A/N: Hi guys! The story is getting so popular already, I'm kind of excited to write this over now! Well, I talked over with my friend on my plans for the story, and they're pretty epic (just sayin')! Hint: It involves a little romance between the characters, and a love triangle between some of the characters for a short time, and I am loving this story!
Thanks for all of the reviews! For one of the questions asked in the reviews, asked by PezBerryRocks121, yes, I intentionally used the duet pairs from Pair-ability, mainly so I didn't have to think of any new duets. Also, how cliché would it be if I paired up Damian and Lindsay? There's no storyline there! It's much better when Damian realizes how jealous he is about Lindsay and Cameron. Well, enjoy the chapter guys, and thanks so much for reviewing! Keep on lovin' it!"
~oOo~
Being pulled against his will, Matheus glanced from Damian's determined face to his clutching hand, now grasping Matheus' shirt collar furiously. Matheus asked the first question that popped into his mind. "What are you doing?"
Damian didn't answer though. Instead he just kept pulling Matheus through the hallways, sometimes accidentally bumping him into a locker. After Matheus finished praying for his life, they stopped, and Matheus was thrown into the library.
"What are we doing here? Nobody ever comes in here!" Matheus whispered viciously as Damian pushed him behind the music section.
"You sure ask a lot of questions," Damian replied, shoving his head in between a stack of books forcefully. Matheus followed suit, shoving his head in between a lower set of books on the shelf below Damian's. Realizing what they were watching, Matheus shook his head.
Damian pulled his head out and shot a confused look at Matheus. "What're you doing?"
"We shouldn't spy on Lindsay and Cameron, this is wrong!" Matheus cried, just loud enough for the librarian to shoot them a warning look.
"We're not spying, we're simply...picking up tactics," Damian explained.
"So cheating?"
"You know..." Damian glared at his partner. Sighing he said, "Okay fine, I might be spying on them. Only because I'm nervous..."
"About?" Matheus asked, poking his head back in between the set of books.
"...Nothing." Damian replied after a while, and his tone told Matheus not to ask any more questions on the subject. Watching intently, Damian and Matheus could just make out what they were saying.
"...I just don't want this to turn into a..." Cameron's voice. Damian listened more carefully.
"It wont! I promise, it'll just be one quick little..."
"...Fine," Cameron replied after a moments thought. "But we still don't know what song we're going to do."
Lindsay's face scrunched up in thought. Damian held back a smile, thanking the Lord that Cameron and Lindsay hadn't looked their way yet.
"Well, why don't we look through the shelves?"
Damian and Matheus exchanged (well, tried to exchange) a panicked glance and snapped their heads out of in between the books. It was easy work for Damian, but not so much for Matheus. Flailing his arms, he knocked down one of the books off of the shelves. Damian managed to release Matheus' head from the bookshelf just as Cameron and Lindsay approached. The heavy book Matheus knocked off the shelf landed on Cameron's foot. Grasping his foot and yelping in pain, Lindsay picked the book up off of the ground. Turning it over in her hands, she smiled and held it up to Cameron, who was explaining to the librarian what happened as she walked away with a disapproving look.
"Classic Hits from the Last Century?" Lindsay smiled. "This might be just what we needed!" Damian cursed Matheus as Cameron hopped over to Lindsay. Grabbing Matheus' arm, they stormed out of the library.
"Classic Hits from the Last Century? Really? That was the book you had to drop on Cameron's foot? They can find any great song in there that they want!" Damian scolded, feeling and sounding like his mother the more he talked.
"Sorry man, but isn't that kind of coincidental? How I happen to drop that book on Cameron's foot? I mean, who writes a book about songs from the last century? They're going to be in there forever!" Matheus laughed, suddenly feeling a small hand ruffle his hair. Turning around, Matheus and Damian faced Lindsay and Cameron, who had the book tight within their grip.
"Guys, you will not believe the book we just found!" Lindsay smiled excitedly, shoving the book in their noses. "Classic Hits from the Last Century! It's great, and we've already found a duet to do, we just need the lyrics to practice."
Damian looked from the book to Lindsay's smiling face. "What song?" Matheus asked, hopeful.
Cameron smirked. "Well, it wouldn't be much of a shock if we told you. Come on, Linds." Cameron pulled Lindsay away then, Damian watching them with wide eyes and a strange feeling that that should be Lindsay on his arm.
~oOo~
"Cameron, you aren't..."
"I swear, Hannah, I think I might!"
Hannah and Cameron were having a private conversation during lunch, even sitting at their own little table away from their friends. Hannah noticed Damian kept glancing at their table, then looking away to talk to Marissa about something.
"Cameron, you can't be falling in love with her. You know you're smarter than that. Lindsay plays hard to get, and if she doesn't like you back, then it's hard. You remember what happened with her and Samuel, don't you?" Hannah reminded with her mouth full, another fork full of salad spooned into her mouth.
Cameron shuddered. "Of course I do. Poor Sam never saw it coming. Just out of no where, too! They were so cute together and they seemed so happy, and then bam, she breaks up with him! Of course, I don't think Samuel really liked her that much in the first place, so what's the problem with me liking her?"
"Why would you make us go through that again? If you guys break up, you know that you're going to be horribly devastated if she breaks up with you, which she probably will," Hannah said.
"But I-"
"Oh, hi, Lindsay..." Hannah muttered, picking at her food.
"H-hi Lindsay," Cameron stuttered nervously, turning red to his roots. Hannah rolled her eyes and glanced at Lindsay. Her usually pretty self was a wreck; her hair was frizzy, her eyes looked tired, and her body was stiff and at attention. Getting a little too jealous, Hannah took a turn for the better and started a conversation.
"So, why is the fabulous queen Lindsay late for lunch today?" Hannah asked, flattening down Lindsay's rising hair. Hair that Cameron couldn't keep his eyes off of...
"Oh, just something I had to stay after class for...I'm not in trouble, I swear!" Lindsay added as the looks on her companions faces raised simultaneous eyebrow.
"If you say so..." Cameron wagged a malicious finger at her as he winked his right eye. Hannah bit her lip to keep from smiling at how silly Cameron looked!
It was Linday's turn to raise a suspicious eyebrow, but waved it away as quickly as it came. "Anyways, Cameron, you need to come over later and we need to get that step down. You know, the step you were kind of struggling before with?" Hannah rolled her eyes again. Lindsay could be as much of a know-it-all as Marissa was.
"Um-ok-um-Lindsay! I'll b-be there!" Bidding a farewell to the pair, Lindsay went off to join the larger group of friends across the cafeteria. Hannah picked up on Damian, smiling widely as Lindsay approached, looking much better than she usually did a lunchtime. Hannah smiled a bit to herself.
Damian and Lindsay were a cute couple.
~oOo~
Frustration filled the von Bleicken home as Marissa pounded down on the keys to the keyboard set up in Samuel's room. While Samuel went to take a bathroom break, Marissa was trying to find out how to do their song. Their song was "Don't You Want Me" by The Human League, and it could not have been a more terrible song for the two of them. Not only did their voices not compliment the song, they didn't even really want each other!
Well, Samuel kept up that part of the deal. Marissa was still struggling with her emotions.
Hearing a flush, she picked her head up off the keyboard where she had dropped it carelessly, not caring how horrible the noise was as she rest her head for a moment. Coming it the room with over-flowing glasses of iced tea, Samuel handed his partner one of the glasses. He saw Marissa eying the cup, then looking back at him.
"It's not poisoned," he admitted. "I'd like to win the duet competition."
"Competition?" she asked, forcing her eyes away from the glass. "I thought this was friendly."
"With Alex and Lindsay?" Samuel laughed, coughing on his iced tea. "No way it'll be friendly!"
Nodding at his statement, Marissa gave some direction on what to sing.
"Alright," she said. "Just sing the ending statement, and try to make it look, like, dramatic, if you can? Alright?" she directed. Samuel just silently agreed and turned on his dramatic face; squinting eyes and a longing look. Marissa almost whimpered at the sight of his face; he looked like he really wanted her!
Blushing red and cursing herself for her 2 month crush, Marissa went to turn on the stereo, fast-forwarding to their part. As another half an hour passed, Marissa felt like they had made some progress, so she set Samuel on his way while the steps to their dance were still fresh in his mind.
Closing the door behind him, Marissa sunk down and sat on the floor, her arms wrapped around her knees and her head in between her arms. She wasn't crying, she was just thinking about how her and Sam had gotten along in the past.
"Hey, von Bleh-ken!" Samuel Larsen shouted across the hallway, a cold, horrifying drink in his hand. Nervous, Marissa turned around and started to walk faster in the other direction. Not missing a beat, Samuel followed her, and in one swift move, turned around and threw the cherry slushy in her face.
Marissa was humiliated. She had see this happen to other people from Glee club, but she had just joined! How could Samuel Larsen, the star of the football team, possibly know that Marissa had joined already?
Oh yeah. Because Samuel Larsen knew everything that went on in this school.
Wiping the red slush from her eyes, she tried to look at Samuel with much difficulty. Smirking, Samuel laughed as some of his football cronies came to join him.
Marissa practically growled. "Having fun, Samuel? Is humiliating other students that important to you?" she screamed. The smirk on his face was gone, instead replaced by a horrified one. Satisfied, Marissa turned around and bumped right into Mr. Winship, the anti-bullying King. Examining the drips of red on the girls face, he grabbed Samuel and Marissa by the collars and pulled them headfirst towards his office.
Marissa shuddered when she thought of the memory. "Warning Damian about him was a good thing then..." she mumbled as she sat up, walking up to her room to finish that Algebra homework she had been working on.
~oOo~
Damian made sure to look his best that morning. At least trying to look better than Cameron.
Nearly strutting into school the next day, he couldn't help but notice more girls approaching him then usual as he walked down the hall with Marissa, who was strangely quiet that morning.
"Hey, are you alright?" he asked, once again cursing his Irish accent. Whenever he asked "are you alright" it always sounded like "yarie".
Marissa didn't seem to notice though. "Fine." And she said nothing more on the subject.
Today was Damian's first day of Spanish II with Mr. Schuester. He was the first one there and he knocked on the door slightly. Looking up from a large stack of red-marked papers, Mr. Schuester smiled. "Hey, Damian. Take a seat!" Even though Mr. Schuester looked especially tired today, Damian noticed, he also sounded particularly happy. Setting down his things, Damian watched other people come in. Without even realizing how long he was staring at the door, he didn't notice Cameron and Hannah plop down on either side of him (Hannah having to sit at the table next to theirs).
"Damian? Come on, snap out of it! It's only a trance!" Hannah joked, snapping her fingers in front of Damian's face.
Blinking, Damian turned to face Hannah. Looking from Hannah to Cameron, he said, "When did you two get here?"
Mr. Schue's class wasn't the most exciting. Learning about conjunctions that day, Damian struggled amongst everyone else. Cameron, Hannah, and Mr. Schuester tried helping him, but it was no use. This was a subject Damian just wasn't very good at.
"You'll get the hang of it!" Hannah said in a comforting voice as they walked down to the cafeteria. "Nobody's good at Spanish II right away! Unless, of course, you're Spanish..."
Cameron waved it away. "Just trust us. You'll be fine."
Damian still wasn't sure though as he got his lunch ("Did that just move?") and sat in between Cameron and Hannah, who he learned had become his best friends, even if he was horribly jealous of Cameron.
Lindsay ran in three minutes later. Everyone looked at her this time in shock. She looked perfectly fine and she was only three minutes late for lunch today. Lindsay stared at everyone gaping at her open-mouthed. "What?"
Everyone started talking at once and it was all a jumble of words, but somehow everyone managed to get out, "What happened to you?"
"What do you mean what happen to me?" Lindsay asked impatiently, unwrapping what looked like a burger. "I thought I looked fine..."
"You do!" Cameron and Damian answered quickly. Exchanging confused looks, Cameron spoke. "That's why we're all looking at you like that. No offense, but your hair is usually a frizzy mess and your much later than this. Why not today?"
Lindsay didn't look like she took offense to what he said, but scrunched up her nose in confusion. "I usually look like that?"
"Yes!" everyone chorused.
"Huh...I don't know, then..." Lindsay shrugged, poking her food with a plastic fork.
"How can you not usually realize how late you are?" Hannah asked incredulously. "You come late everyday!" Lindsay looked at Marissa, who just nodded in support to what Hannah said.
"Huh..."
~oOo~
Nobody was particularly excited for Glee club later. Mr. Schuester was going to try and fit all of the duets into one class (which was impossible, they knew, but didn't argue with his judgements). First up went Emily and Ellis, who sang the song "Valerie".
Emily and Ellis weren't looking forward to their duet. They hardly knew each other, what were they supposed to sing? After getting into a rather large argument, they agreed (well, more like Emily forced Ellis into agreeing) that they should do something that rather suits Emily's voice, as she was the "more talented one". Not wanting to argue with a Cheerio, knowing what they were capable of, Ellis silently agreed (also secretly promised to kill her in her sleep) and they picked the song.
As they sang the lyrics, Ellis couldn't help but shoot glares at Emily. She was jealous, of course. Especially after the way Marissa looked at her when she was signing up for the Cheerios. Yes, Ellis Wylie, signing up for the Cheerios. Hilarious, right? As she stepped into the gymnasium that day, she didn't know she was going to be horribly criticized on the way she looked. I mean, she knew Sue was horribly cruel—she had been in Lima her entire life—but she didn't know Sue hit someone where it hurt. Sue had broken her down into everything. Her size, her weight, her looks. Ellis ran out crying before even showing Coach Sylvester any of her moves, which she definitely had. Looking at Cheerio's like Emily, who couldn't move for their lives, but were pretty as hell, Ellis couldn't help but grimace. Of course, by the time the girls left practice they were flexible from head to toe, if Coach Sylvester could help it.
The girls received tons of applause from their colleagues. Emily smirked to herself and used her signature hair toss to catch Bryce's attention. He, as per usual, was staring off into space. Emily sighed, frustrated, and sat down next to whats-her-name. Why Bryce couldn't love Emily how she loved him was super frustrating, and Emily cried herself to sleep at night thinking about him. She should've had it all. She was the next in line for top bitch in school, (right behind Racquel Pomberson, head cheerio and total knockout), the biggest flirt around, getting any guy she pleased (except for Bryce), and super popular among the students at McKinley. This wasn't enough for Bryce though, who was crushing on someone else, someone in the Glee club. If Emily knew who it was, she swore she was going to rip them to pieces with her bare, manicured hands.
Up next was Bryce and McKynleigh, singing "Need You Now".
Bryce and McKynleigh had mixed emotions about their duet. McKynleigh was just happy to sing a song they both knew, while Bryce was happy for—erm-other reasons.
Bryce was such a fool. He knew it, and he wished everyone here knew it. He watched McKynleigh with wide eyes as they sang, looking away embarrassed whenever she threw her eyes his way. He loved McKynleigh, and it was fairly obvious, except to her and the rest of the Glee club. Bryce was a jock though, and if he dated someone from Glee club, he was sure to get crap for it. Looking at her happy, loose features, Bryce felt relaxed. He felt calm
He felt...himself.
McKynleigh wanted to scream, "Quit staring at me and sing the damn song!", but she knew that would be rude and unconvincing to everyone in Glee. She didn't know why Bryce kept staring at her, but it was creeping her out. She tried to ignore his longing gazes, but it was kind of hard considering they were singing to each other. Although relieved by the song choice, McKynleigh felt it was a weird song for the two of them. They hardly knew each other, yet here they were with Bryce sending very convincing glances her way. Almost too convincing.
Receiving the same amount of applause, they sat down next to each other, McKynleigh very uncomfortable to be in Bryce's presence.
Next up was Hannah and Alex, who were singing "Nowadays". Damian sat forward in his chair, listening to one of his best friends singing.
Alex bit his lip as they sang. They were fabulous, he knew it. Now if only those stupid jocks knew he wasn't all that bad. He got crap everyday for being gay, and he was sick of it. Hell, Alex wouldn't be surprised if one of them was secretly waiting for the closet door to open as well. Alex was what he liked to call a "Fabulous Gay". Some gay people, like himself, liked to be fabulous and glamorous, wearing fashionable clothes and making a big deal of themselves. With others, you wouldn't even know they were gay unless they told you. Alex wished everyday that he could just be normal, but that didn't happen. He remembered crying so hard that one day, and he stumbled into the choir room where he learned he was accepted by 12 other individuals. Then he remembered all of his great times with the Glee club. At the end of the song, Alex couldn't help but shed a single tear, not of sadness, but of sheer happiness.
Hannah was annoyed. "Love me! Love me, goddamn it!" she shouted in her head as she looked hopelessly at the guy she loved. Cameron sat at the edge of his seat, smiling at her voice. Hannah cocked a shoulder. She loved when Cameron gave her compliments, even silent ones, because it made her feel especially good about herself. However, she loves Cameron, and she knows she always will. He was something else, Hannah knew. They had been next door neighbors for a long time, and their other neighbor, Manny, had been their friend, too. Until Hannah started putting on a little weight in middle school, and Manny teased her about it. Crying, Hannah always ran to Cameron for support, who always stuck up for her in her time of need. Soon enough Manny moved away, and it was just the two of them together. They became best friends all through school, and Hannah realized that she might of actually like-liked the boy next door. However, she knew for sure Cameron didn't feel the same way, he liked Lindsay now. Hannah had too much pride to cry in front of everyone, but she knew there would be tears later.
And she knew who she would run to.
Finishing, everyone stood up and gave them a standing ovation, Cameron and Damian whooping in support. Smiling halfheartedly, they both sat down and looked down at the floor.
Next up was Damian and Matheus, who were singing "Lady Is A Tramp".
Matheus just smiled and sang.
Damian wasn't that oblivious. He knew who he was singing to, and he bet she knew it, too. Staring at her laughing face that he so much adored, he (tried to) dance and sway along with the music, winking her way.
When they finished, everyone was nearly dying laughing as they clapped so hard their hands turned red. Damian shot another glance at Lindsay, who was literally on the floor laughing so much. Smiling, knowing he was winning, he sat down and crossed his arms.
Maybe they were going to get through all the duets today, Marissa realized, as she and Samuel went next.
Singing the lyrics, Marissa really meant it. She wanted Samuel to want her like she wanted him or so badly. Ever since they had met, Samuel had taken Marissa by storm, even when she didn't have a crush on him. Suddenly she remembered that time in Mr. Winship's office after the slushy was thrown.
Marissa and Samuel shot nervous glances as Mr. Winship eyed them both carefully. They were both so afraid he was going to snap, Marissa was shaking and Samuel's entire body had turned white under the pressure. Taking off his glasses, Mr. Winship grunted.
"Well? Explain."
Marissa and Samuel both rambled at once, explaining the situation that just happened. Marissa was scared out of her wits. She had never been in trouble with Mr. Winship, or any other teacher for that matter, before and she wanted to explain to Mr. Winship that this wasn't really her fault. Samuel, however, was scared of the punishment.
"SHUT UP!" Mr. Winship roared, his face turning red. Marissa and Samuel both flew back in their seats. Mr. Winship calmed down and turned to Marissa. "Miss. von Bleicken. Explain. Now."
Marissa, hesitating, not wanting to get anyone into trouble, explained the situation to him. She explained about the slushy, about the panic, and about how they were sitting in his office now, scared to death.
Mr. Winship didn't speak for a moment. Instead, he picked up the phone and dialed a short number. The kids both gulped. After a few rings, someone picked up. All Mr. Winship said was, "Get down here. Now.", and hung up.
The seconds they waited for Mr. Schuester to get here was agonizingly painful. Marissa and Samuel communicated to each other through their faces.
"Well? Now what do we do? I bet it's Figgins!"
"Samuel, calm down, it's probably not Figgins, it's probably just another one of the teachers..."
"Oh man, Marissa, I am so dead!"
"You...you just called me Marissa..."
The door suddenly opened and in walked Mr. Schuester, looking horribly worried. When he saw the pair sitting in those two chairs, he sighed and closed the door. "Samuel? Marissa? Did she get in trouble? This isn't usually like her..."
"No, Schuester. It's not von Bleicken. It's Larsen," Winship grunted, gesturing to Samuel, who was sinking in his chair.
"Well, what were you thinking?"
"Join the Glee club."
At this last remark, Samuel and Marissa both perked up.
"What?" they both exclaimed in horror.
"Mr. Winship—please—anything, and I mean anything but Glee, please! No offense Mr. Schue, but Glee club is social suicide! I'll be killed!" Samuel begged.
"No way, Larsen. I knew this was the perfect punishment for you. Have fun," Mr. Winship smiled evilly, not even bothering to ask Mr. Schuester if he wanted Samuel in the Glee club. He kicked the two students out of his office.
They stood by the door for a moment. "What now?" Marissa asked suddenly.
Samuel glared. "I'll see you in Glee club." He pushed past her and down the hallway to catch up with his friends from the football team.
Marissa smiled, remembering the time he first called her Marissa. They were okay friends now, but she secretly wished they were more than that.
Samuel wanted Marissa so bad, and she wanted him, he knew it, and he hoped this song was the perfect way of telling her. Not seeming to catch the gist, Samuel moved closer next to her, with which she smiled. Samuel smirked to himself, knowing he was doing a good job, and he already had his next move planned out.
Don't you want me baby?
And he kissed her. Right there in front of everyone. The room was silent except for a few gasps and some "aww"'s. Marissa didn't hesitate, kissing with more force than he meant. Pulling away, Samuel knew that was where he wanted to be, with Marissa. He had nothing to lose anymore anyways. He was no longer on the football team, and was forced into social suicide. But now he had the girl of his dreams, and was disappointed to see she wasn't smiling. Instead, she pushed past him and ran out of the room. Samuel chased after her immediately, and everyone watched as they ran out the door.
"Wow," Hannah whispered to Alex, ruining the moment. "That was intense."
Next up went the last duet of the day, Cameron and Lindsay. Moving up even more in his seat, Damian watched them both closely. They were singing "Baby It's Cold Outside". Damian felt his heart pounding in his ears, but listened over it at their voices.
Dammit Lindsay, stop torturing me here. Cameron couldn't stop looking at her and smiling as they sang. He knew he didn't really like her, and that it was just a spur of the moment. Or maybe he was in denial about not liking her and really did. Cameron didn't know, but he never knew, because he never really liked a girl before, so he didn't really know what it was like. Sure, he had his crushes, and sometimes he got hurt, but he never actually really loved someone enough to be devastated if they were to hurt him. Cameron had come close one time with Carianne Pesterbone, but she had moved away too soon and Cameron's feelings were lost. When he looked at Lindsay, though, his heart sank, and he knew that he at least had some attraction towards Lindsay, no matter how small or how large. He thought about Hannah though. Sweet, sweet Hannah. He noticed that she was not a big fan of his liking of Lindsay, and he really wondered why. She had never disapproved before, and it wasn't like her to totally disagree with someone. He thought about it as he sang.
Pay attention to me, Irishman. Lindsay couldn't stop staring at Damian's attentive face as she sang. She was confused, and she knew it. She now liked two guys. There was Damian, of course, who she immediately fell for the moment she saw him. And there was Cameron, who she was slowly starting to find attractive the more time she spent with him. She was confused about who to like, but she had no time to think once they finished the song.
She kissed him. There was no denying she actually kissed him. She didn't even mean to, either. It just came out of her. Everyone's mouth fell open at the exact same time, and she thought Damian and Hannah's hit the floor. Cameron made no hesitation to want to move, but Lindsay pulled away after realizing what they had done and how shocked everyone was watching them. Blushing to her roots, they received much applause, but their friends faces didn't match their clapping. Damian wasn't even doing anything. He just stood there with the same shocked expression on his face.
Lindsay was surprised at all of the shocked expressions in the room. If anything, she felt like she was copying Samuel and Marissa; they had just done the exact same thing! Everyone knew Marissa and Samuel had chemistry though, so maybe it was more of a shock because Lindsay had never really had any attraction to Cameron in her life, nor him to her.
She had merely done it for showbiz, she tried convincing herself as Glee club ended. She saw Cameron approaching her and groaned, but she felt her heart leap a bit. "Stop it!" she thought as her heart began to pound faster at the guy walking towards her.
"Hey Lindsay," he blushed. Lindsay blushed a little too, but looked over Cameron's shoulder at Damian's disappointed face. "Stop!"
"Hi Cameron. Listen, great duet, but I really gotta go," Lindsay tried pushing past Cameron, but he stopped her dead in her tracks once he spoke.
"Do you wanna hang out sometime?"
Lindsay never felt her face so hot, and she was sure her face was red enough to announce it to the world. Smiling, Lindsay turned around and nodded against her own will. "Of course I would." "Just as friends, just as friends!" But that wasn't how it played out. They had both agreed that later they would meet up at Cameron's house later to hang out. Lindsay had never been so nervous when she was talking to him, but that just must have been the mood Cameron usually set when talking to someone. Walking out of the room, Lindsay never felt so embarrassed.
And so confident.
~oOo~
...and Marissa had never been so happy.
After running out of the room, crying tears of joy that she was too proud to shed in front of everyone, she was surprised to see Samuel running after her. She made mental images of what the others could possibly look like right now.
Lindsay was probably pouting in her chair, thinking "I was gonna do that!" Cameron...oh, Cameron...he was probably sitting in his chair with a smirk on his face. He always teased her about liking Samuel. Hmm...Emily and Bryce were probably laughing hysterically, Ellis and Matheus were sitting with shocked expressions on their face...same with Damian...and Hannah and Alex were probably thinking "About damn time!"
Finally stopping out in the courtyard, knowing she had lost Samuel, she sat down on the steps in deep thought. Everyone was outside because it was already after school, and Marissa knew she wasn't going to get much thinking done with Samuel looking for her.
So she thought quick. "Why would Samuel kiss me? Is it to get back at me for ratting him out that one day and decided to play with my feelings?" Marissa shook her head. "No way. Even Samuel isn't that cruel. Why would he do it then? Did he find out about my crush on him? Or maybe he likes me...no, what are you thinking? Samuel is an ex-football player, he still has the mind of a popular teenage boy."
"Why did he run out to find you then?" another voice in Marissa's head asked, and, strangely, it sounded a lot like Samuel's voice. "Why would Samuel, ex-running back of McKinley's star football team, come out and chase after you, just a Glee loser who joined every club imaginable and was trying to get people to go to the library? What could he possibly see in you?"
Just when Marissa couldn't take anymore, she felt a hand tap on her shoulder. Turning around, already half-suspecting who it was, she looked up and was now face-to-face with Samuel Larsen. He smiled awkwardly. "Hey."
"Hi."
~oOo~
Damian walked home with Hannah later that day. Cameron was hitching a ride with Samuel and the two didn't live too far away from each other. They also found this the perfect time to reminisce about today's events, except they weren't so excited about what had happened earlier.
"I felt...angry," Damian admitted, walking in front of the school. "I don't know why, either..."
"It's because you like Lindsay," Hannah explained. When Damian gave her a "I most absolutely do not" look, Hannah shook her head. "You have to admit it. You looked like you were about to blow a fuse in Glee, and now your complaining to me about it a half hour after it happened," she sighed, thinking of Cameron. Damian noticed.
"What're you thinking about? I saw you kind of upset a li'le back there, too," his Irish accent flowing as he talked.
Hannah shrugged. "It's just Cameron..."
Damian didn't even need to tell her to keep talking.
"It's just...he's never been this crazy about a girl before. I would know, I've known him my entire life. He used to be totally head over heels for Carianne Pesterbone, but that was nothing compared to this. I mean, it's just a phase, right? Hormones? It can't mean anything, can it Damo?" she asked willingly, listening for the answer she hoped for.
Damian sighed, not sure of what to tell her. He looked over Hannah's redhead at Samuel and Marissa, who were sitting on the steps. He pointed towards the pair. "What's with them?"
Hannah turned around and shrugged nonchalantly. "Oh, them. They've been crushing for awhile now, it's nothing new. In fact, they're always kind of on and off...but they've never actually dated. We'll see, though, Samuel's never kissed her before."
Damian nodded. Cameron was supposed to get a ride home from Samuel today, and he wondered where he was now.
He bid goodbye to Hannah as he reached his street. Waiting until she was out of sight, he ran home as quickly as he could. He knew his mother wasn't home yet. Grabbing the phone, he ran upstairs to his room and dialed a foreign number. Pressing the phone to his ear, he waited four rings before she picked up.
"Damian?" a girl answered, her Irish accent sounding very familiar to Damian, and he smiled.
"Hello, Madeline? I need to talk to you about something."
A/N: This chapter was long. I really like this story, though. Some of you are probably going to get mad at me, and I can recap. "Where's the Damsay in this story?", "Why is Lindsay with Cameron, she's supposed to be with Damian!" All very good questions, which will be answered soon.
I hope you all liked the back stories I used for each of these new members of the Glee club, and these will turn into eventual storylines. Also, you'll learn who Madeline is soon enough, because I think I'm going to like her character... *smiles evilly and keeps you waiting until the next chapter * Hope you enjoyed!