I am so thankful for all of the reviews and story alerts I have been receiving. It only motivates me to write even more! I'm going to be working all day to get more out so i hope to have a couple chapters by the end of the week. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. I was quite pleased with it. I do not own glee or SAMCEDES but i wish i could clone Amber Riley's vocal chords haha! i only hope that i can sing as good as her!


Chapter Two- First Impressions.

I was about to start my first week at Musical Expressions;Kurt and Blaine's summer music school ; and I had butterflies in my stomach all morning. I was so thankful I was going to be there with them, but I was more nervous about how the kids would react to me. I would be working with kids between the ages of ten and seventeen. At those ages, they can be a pretty tough crowd to please.

After I got dressed and did my hair, I found Blaine and Kurt in the kitchen, making breakfast.

"Oooh, you look good honey." Kurt sang as he stood over the stove, scrambling eggs.

"Thank you, I wasn't sure how casual I could be." I seriously took 20 minutes figuring out what to wear before going with a simple pair of black slacks, a light blue sleeveless blouse and a light blazer.

"Awww is someone nervous?" Blaine teased as he poured three glasses of orange juice.

"Of course I am. I know you guys don't think I should be, but I really want the kids to like me." The two of them looked at me like had a third eye forming on my face.

"Mercy, they're going to love you. They're good kids, I promise." Kurt reassured me. We quickly ate breakfast and headed out.

When we pulled into Musical Expressions, there were already a couple cars parked in front of the building.

"Oh good, Rachel and Puck are already here." Blaine announced as he cut off the car. I followed them as they gave me a quick tour of their school. It was small but a great start. They had just opened a year ago and were already getting great business. When we walked into the office, there was a tall brunette on the phone; while a seemingly tall and muscular built man sat behind a desk on a computer.

"Good morning loves!" Kurt sang loudly. I almost forgot how much of a morning person he was. They both looked up at him and smiled. The brunette looked at me with a wide smile.

"You must be Mercedes!" She just about ran over to me and pulled me into a big hug.

"I feel like I know you already, through Kurt and Blaine. I'm Rachel Berry." Blaine laughed,

"And she's one friendly person. She's also our Advanced Voice and Piano instructor. That animal over there is Noah Puckerman, our percussion instructor." The man stood up and walked over to me holding his hand out.

"Don't worry, I won't hug you. Call me 'Puck'." He definitely looked like a drummer, dressed in ripped jeans and a classic rock t-shirt. He was also donning a Mohawk. It somehow suited him very well.

"It's so nice to meet you both." Rachel continued to smile,

"You're really gorgeous too! Oh it's so great to have another girl around."

"Hey, what about me?" Kurt mockingly whined. Suddenly there was knock on the door and a deep voice speaks out.

"Hey guys." I turned around to see a very tall, lean guy holding a guitar case over his shoulder. To say he was fine would be an understatement. His dirty blonde hair was in a short and simple cut but I could tell there was a lot of it.

"Oh hey Sam." Blaine sang. When he smiled, that's when I noticed it. His mouth was huge and also beautiful at the same time. I quickly looked away, to keep me from staring so hard. I looked at Kurt, who gave me a look that read; "I told you!" Kurt smiled and looked at Sam.

"Sam, this is my best friend and our new voice instructor; Mercedes Jones." I had no choice but to look at him as he continued to smile and walk over to me.

"Hi, Sam Evans." He held out his hand for me to shake. Once my hand was in his, I was a bit shocked at how soft it was. I totally expected to be callused from all the guitar playing. I smiled back at him,

"Nice to meet you." He kept eye contact as we shook hands.

"Likewise, Kurt tells me you've got an amazing set of pipes on ya'." I quickly glanced at Kurt; who looked like he wanted to burst.

"Oh, I can do a little something." He laughed. Shit, even that was cute.

"Ah ha, well I can't wait to hear it hopefully during a jam session." I almost forgot that my hand was still in his until he placed his other one on top of mine briefly and then pulled away.

"Well, I have to go set up. My first class is in about 45 minutes. It was really nice to meet you, Mercedes." He flashed that mile wide smile again.

"Yeah, same here." I had just about squeaked. Everyone else had said goodbye as he left the office. Kurt glanced out the door and then turned back to look at me.

"Holy Shit, talk about chemistry." Blaine gasped once we knew Sam was out of ear shot. Kurt began to fan himself.

"Right, I thought he wasn't going to let your hand go." I rolled my eyes at him.

"You guys are delusional."

"Mercedes, girl; you're the delusional one. We all saw how he couldn't take his eyes off of you." Rachel commented.

"Um, maybe he's just good with keeping eye contact when he's talking to people." The four of them just looked at me and laugh. Blaine threw his arm around my shoulder.

"Come on silly girl; let me show you to your office."

The first half of my day went really well. My first voice lesson was with a thirteen year old girl named Charice. For a girl her age, she had the chops of at twenty-three year old. She could really sing. I knew I was going to have some fun with her. After her lesson, I taught beginners piano. It was mainly a group of elementary school students and they were a joy to teach. By noon, I wasn't scheduled for another lesson for a couple of hours, so I headed to the break room for lunch. I had made a made a salad the night before. I was rinsing off some grapes when I heard someone come in.

"Hey, Mercedes." I quickly turned around to see Sam, holding a McDonald's bag in his hand.

"Hey." He stood by the table I had sat my salad down at.

"Is it okay if I eat with you?"

"Sure, I'm all by myself anyway." I shrugged. He gave me a crooked smile as he sat down and opened his bag. I sat down as he proceeded to pull out the contents inside the bag. What I didn't know was how much was in the bag. A Big Mac, large fries, and a six piece chicken nugget.

"You're seriously going to eat all that in one sitting?" I couldn't believe what I was about to witness.

"Yeah, why?" He chuckled.

"That's a lot of damn food. I don't see how you can eat all that and it doesn't affect you."

"Oh it affects me alright." He teased shaking his head. It took about 5 seconds before I really got what he meant by that.

"Oh my goodness you did not." I laughed.

"Hey I'm just speaking the truth." We both laughed and started eating our lunch.

"So how do you like Houston so far?" Sam asked, finally breaking the silence.

"I like it. I haven't seen much yet. I love the warm weather I can say that much."

"Yeah this weather is pretty awesome." He chimed.

"So you're from Houston originally?" He shook his head,

"I moved here with my folks when I was 12. I'm from Tennessee." I smiled,

"Oh you're still a southern boy."

"Yes ma'am. I'm a country boy at heart." We both laughed as we continued our lunch.

"How long have you been playing the guitar?" He took a sip from his soda before speaking. I tried not to stare as his lips were wrapped around the straw.

"My dad gave me my first guitar when I was 9…haven't put it down since."

"That's amazing."

"Kurt's said you've been singing since you could talk." I had to laugh. That sounded like Kurt spot on.

"Yes that is true, or so my aunt Marie tells me. She's told me so many times that I could sing at the age of 3. Do you remember the song 'I like' by Guy?" He sat there for a second, trying to figure out the tune.

"Oh come on you know "I like the things you do to me. I like it brings out ecstasy. I like it really turns me on. I like the way feelings getting strong." He nodded and gave me a mischievous grin.

"I knew the song. I just wanted to hear you sing." I looked at him in shock.

"Oh my God. You are so dirty." He sat back and began to laugh hard.

"Oh man the look on your face was priceless!" I tried to shoot him a look of death, but he only continued to laugh harder. I wasn't even mad. He did get me. Once his laughter died down, he gave me a sincere look.

"I just wanted to hear you sing. It might have been just a little bit, I liked what I heard."

"Mercy! There you are. I've been looking all over for you." Kurt's voice came out of nowhere. I turned around to see him standing in the door.

"Oh I must have left my phone in my office. I was just having lunch. What's up?" He gave me a bright smile.

"Oh nothing, just seeing how your day has been going? I guess I know my answer." He winked at me. I narrowed my eyes at him, silently telling him not to embarrass me.

"It's going well. Everyone has been oh so nice to me." I said, glancing at Sam; giving him a sarcastic smile.

"I was just giving Mercy here a nice welcome to Houston."

"Aww how sweet! Speaking of welcomes; Blaine and I were thinking about having a little get together at the house Friday. Sort of like a "welcome to Houston' party for you, Mercy. For you to get to know everyone. I hope you can come, Sam."

"Oh without out a doubt I'll be there. Anything I should bring?"

"Just your big ole smile and your guitar. I just wanted to run that by you, Mercy. I'll uh let you finish your lunch." Before I could protest he was out of the room. I had never seen him move so fast. I looked back at Sam, who was now finishing up his nuggets.

"Damn, you really did get all that."

"Told ya."

"Where does it all go? You don't have an ounce of fat on you." He looked down at his stomach and rubbed it. I would bet so much that he had a washing board stomach.

"I have no clue. High metabolism I guess."

"Hmm, must be nice." He gave me a puzzled look.

"What do you mean?" I looked up at the clock on the wall and I noticed I had 35 minutes before my next lesson. Where had the time gone? I quickly covered my salad back up. I had only eaten half of it and I was actually full.

"You know what? I've got a lesson in 35 minutes."

"Oh, well alright. I guess I'll see ya around then?" He said, with what I thought was disappointment, but I wasn't too sure. I put my salad back into fridge and grabbed a water bottle.

"Yeah of course. See ya later Sam."

When I got back to my office, I saw my phone sitting on my desk, where I had left it last. I had two text messages from Kurt. I had sat at my desk, ready to read the texts when I heard Blaine's voice.

"Hey Mercy." I looked up at him.

"Hey!" I took one look at him and I knew Kurt had gone to him as soon as he left the break room. I rolled my eyes.

"What did Kurt tell you?" He smiled shyly.

"Oh nothing….just that you and Sam seemed to hit it off really well."

"Oh my goodness…It's my first day. I'm sure he's just being nice to the new girl." He continued to smile.

"He also said that not once did he look up at him the whole time you were speaking to him. Sam had his eyes on you the whole time." I threw my arms up and my head back.

"Will you tell your over observant boyfriend that it's not that serious? We were just getting to know each other over lunch." Blaine put up his hands in defense.

"Hey I'm just saying what he said, no need to get all diva on me. But, once you think about it. Kurt's pretty right on about these types of things." I didn't want to talk about this anymore.

"Okay Blaine, whatever you say." Blaine sighed, sensing that I didn't want to talk about it anymore.

"Alright, I'll leave you alone. But, I will say this; if he does like you, you should let him in. Sam's not a bad guy at all." He walked out of my office before I could say anything else. I think I'm in big trouble.