Kurt and Sam walked in through the double doors of the high school together. Kurt felt for some reason that he needed to protect Sam, but at the same time he knew that Sam wasn't afraid of anything, and if anyone gave her any crap, she would "beat their ass", as she explained last night. Kurt had noticed that Sam got a bit of a colorful language since he had last seen her. Kurt wasn't sure how to describe why he had been staring at Sam the day before. For some reason he felt kind of funny when he looked at her. Like he was almost…attracted to her. But Kurt hadn't spent years of his life harassed because of his sexuality to be attracted to a girl, finally. Kurt spotted Puck and Santana in a corner, making out.
"Oh yeah, that's Santana, the slut of the school, and captain of the Cheerios. Don't get on her bad side."
"What do you mean?" Sam asked.
"As in, don't steal her man – er – men."
"Wasn't planning on it," Sam grimaced.
Kurt and Sam approached the junior hallway, and made their way to their lockers. Mercedes stopped them on the way.
"Um, who are you?" Mercedes' question was directed at Sam.
"I'm Sam…I'm…an old friend of Kurt's," Sam introduced herself.
"Just don't be tryin' to take my place as his best friend, you got it, girl?" Mercedes threatened.
"I'll do whatever I want," Sam retorted.
"Girl! I was just kidding! Take a chill pill!" Mercedes backed up, looking afraid.
"What?" Sam said.
"Sam, you look like you're about to punch her," Kurt said.
"Oh," Sam looked at her fists and unclenched them. "I'm sorry. I'm still adjusting," she chuckled.
Mercedes laughed a genuine, big laugh. "It's alright. So hey, do you sing?"
"Don't ask," Kurt replied.
Kurt and Sam were carpooling, so Sam had to wait around at school while Kurt went to glee club rehearsal. She refused to go inside the choir room, to even be in the same room as a show choir, so she went to the gym to work out. She changed into her sports bra and shorts and headed to the weight room, where the football players were lifting. She ignored them and headed straight for the bench press. The football players were rowdy and listening to loud rock music on their tiny radio, so no one really noticed when Sam had walked in. Once Sam started lifting, though, all of a sudden everyone was silent.
There were whispers all around her, of "Are you seeing what I'm seeing?", "Check out the butch girl", and "She's hot". Okay, so I'm lifting a little more than an average girl would. So what? Sam thought.
"Man, I call dibs," a guy said, "it's a good thing Puck is in glee club right now, or he would've beat me to it; am I right?" The guys chuckled and gave each other high fives.
A football player? In glee club? Back in Sam's town, it wasn't such a weird thing, but Sam already knew how this small town was wired, and she knew it was supposed to be outlandish. But there is no way on earth that I'm giving glee club a chance, she thought. All of a sudden the guy who had "called dibs" on Sam walked casually over to her. She saw him out of the corner of her eye and immediately got up from the bench and walked over to the shoulder press. He, of course, followed her.
"Hey," he said seductively.
Sam ignored him.
He cleared his throat, nervously, trying not to strike out in front of his football buddies. "So, anyway, you've got some pretty nice abs there. They'd look real good next to mine."
Sam turned around. "That is one of the stupidest pick up lines I have EVER heard."
"Um, I meant, you'd look good with me. Being the new kid and all, I'd give you a good image."
"Do you think I look like I want a good damn image?" Sam said, irritated.
"Well, no, but I could change you. I could probably get you a spot on the Cheerios, because you're hot and athletic, you know?"
"Shut your freaking trap and buzz off, douchebag," Sam replied and stormed out of the gym. Kurt met her as soon as she stalked out.
"What happened to you?" Kurt asked and touched her shoulder. "Ew, you're all sweaty and you smell terrible. You better take a shower before you even step foot into my room."
"Don't. Talk. To. Me."
The next day at school Sam walked in determined not to make eye contact with anyone, especially the football jerks who were whistling at her in the hallway.
"Okay, I don't see why they're attracted to you," Kurt stated at lunch. "You've got such a freakish amount of testosterone. "
"Maybe they're attracted to guys," Sam said, and gave Kurt a playful nudge when she saw him staring at Finn and Rachel and their obvious P.D.A.
"I'm totally over him, " Kurt said defensively.
"Yeah, right," Sam said, and as soon as the words came out of her mouth, she was grabbed by the back of her shirt by a tall, menacing looking woman in red matching track pants and jacket.
"Samantha, my office, now," said Sue Sylvester.