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It was 7:29 and Sam Evan was walking up the steps onto Rachel Berry's porch. He looked at his phone, 7:29 still. Sam waited. His phone changed to 7:30 and he rang the doorbell. The door was opened immediately by a tall black man. Sam looked up to the stone cold glare of Leroy Berry. Sam swallowed and opened his mouth to speak, but Leroy beat him to it.

"Why were you standing at the door for fifteen seconds?" The intimidating father figure said.

"Uhh, Rachel told me to be here at 7:30" Sam said looking everywhere but the man in front of him.

Leroy's face seamlessly slipped from frowning intimidation to a big smile. "Oh so you must be Sam! Hiram, come here! Our little princess's date is here!"

Instantly, a short man with glasses appeared at his husband's side, "Hi, nice to meet you Sam, Hiram Berry, and I see you've already met Leroy. I'll go get Rachel." He said before zipping up the stairs. It wasn't difficult to see where Rachel got her energy, it seemed that injected caffeine into every vegan meal they had.

Leroy grabbed Sam by the shoulders, and led him into the house, "You like my daughter, boy?" he said gently.

"Of course, sir." Sam said.

"Good," Leroy Berry started before forcefully pushing Sam against a wall, "Because if you're anything like that last boy, I will end you." He said with a hateful look in his eyes.

Sam's eyes widened, "You can trust me that I'm nothing like Finn. I can spell." He said nervously.

Leroy chuckled, "I like you. But that whole ending thing I said previously? It will still happen." He said awkwardly, he lost his hostility when Sam said that, and he was finding it difficult to get it back. His moment of glory was over when Rachel walked down the steps, and Sam's attention was diverted from him to her. Leroy could see the amazement in Sam's eyes and smiled, letting him walk to her. The boy liked her.

Rachel walked to Sam, and smiled her mega-watt smile at him. He suddenly remembered that he had brought the flowers she had requested and brought them up to his face abruptly.

"I brought these for you Rachel," Sam said, feeling the sweat on his brow making an appearance.

"Well that was nice of the boy, take them Rachel!" Hiram Berry said.

Rachel took the flowers, embarrassed and kissed Sam on the cheek. Sam's legs got the familiar tingle in his knees when her lips brushed against his cheek. It took all of his might to not ravage her right there in the middle or her living room, with her father's watching. So instead, Sam smiled and led her out the door after she gave the flowers to Hiram to put in a vase.

They walked to Sam's car together and he quickened his pace to open the door for her. She giggled and remarked, "How chivalrous of you." Sam smiled and nodded, but made a mental note to look up the definition of that word. He shut the door and ran around the front of the car, stumbling after he hit the tire of the car with his foot. He caught himself on the hood of the car and muttered, "Dammit" before opening his door and settling himself in his seat. Rachel was inspecting the interior of his car, and Sam was relieved that he spent the majority of the afternoon cleaning out the car, throwing away the empty Cool Ranch Doritos bags.

They put on their seatbelts and Sam put the car into reverse and pulled out of the driveway.

"So I assume that we're going to Breadstix?" Rachel queried as she waved at her fathers standing on the porch.

"Is there any other place to eat here?" Sam answered/asked.

"Apparently not," Rachel said smiling. At the stop sign at the end of Rachel's street, Sam picked up his iPod and plugged it into his car, putting it on shuffle. Bruno Mars' Grenade started flowing from his speakers, and he heard Rachel audibly sigh.

"What's wrong?" Sam asked, his eyes still on the road.

"I find this song adorable, the way he can't let go of a past significant other." Rachel said dreamily.

Sam laughed, "Okay then, Rach."

After a few minutes, Sam pulled his car into the parking lot of the restaurant. They found a parking spot close to the entrance. Sam quickly got out of the car and got to the other side of the car, but Rachel was already getting out.

"Rachel, stop!" Sam yelled. Rachel shut the door quickly, with a frightened look on her face. Sam calmly opened the door, and held his hand out. "M'lady?" He said with the best charming smile he had.

Rachel laughed and said, getting out of the vehicle, "Sam Evans, you are unbelievable."

Sam linked their arms together, "Just trying to be chivalrous." He seriously hoped he was using the newest addition to his vocabulary correctly. Apparently it did, as Rachel just smiled at him. They entered the restaurant, and a chirpy young waitress greeted them.

"Do you have a reservation?" She asked.

"Yes, Evans; party of two," Sam said, looking at Rachel. God she looked beautiful tonight. He didn't understand how he didn't see that before. He was always too caught up in football, or working out to impress Quinn. He mentally laughed at that. Obviously a six pack wasn't enough for her. But maybe it will for Rachel. Anything that she would ever want, he would make it his job to get.

The waitress led the couple to a secluded booth in the corner, "I'll be back in a few to get your drink orders."

Sam was snapped from his thoughts of happiness with Rachel, "Huh? Oh yeah, sure. Thank you." He said, barely glancing at the girl before bringing his attention back to Rachel.

"So what are you going to get?" Sam asked.

"That waitress' head on a silver platter if she continues to stare at you." Rachel said glaring at the woman walking away.

Sam laughed, "Calm down there, killer. Why would I go for that," he said gesturing to the waitress, "When I could have this beautiful girl right here?" he finished, taking her hands.

"You'd be surprised at how other people don't seem to think the same way as you." Rachel said, rubbing her thumb on the back of his hands.

Sam hated to see her sad. His heart was thumping in his chest. He willed it to go slower. He kissed her hand and said, "Rachel, baby, those other people must be blind to not see how much of a beautiful, wonderful, nice person you are. Finn was an idiot. He only wanted Quinn to be popular. Finn doesn't see you like I do. Finn…" He started before two familiar people at the door began to walk their way. "is coming this way right now."

A/N: Whooo, I never 1,000 words could take so long. Thank all of you for the kind words, and remember: The more reviews I get, the more motivated I'll be to update!