Chapter Seven

After their karaoke night on Friday, Sam and Artie had spent all day Saturday having a "Bros Day" while Rachel and Brittany had a "Chicks Day." Sam had actually forgotten how it was to hang out with a dude. They spent their day playing massive amounts of Black Ops, watching Fight Club, and talking about girls. Rachel and Brittany danced, sang, and chatted about boys. Rachel and Sam weren't able to see each other until Glee on Monday morning.

Rachel was greeted at the entrance to the classroom by her boyfriend, and sat down at the front of the class. Sam draped his arm around Rachel before asking how her weekend was.

"It was amazing! I had so much fun with Brittany, and on Sunday my fathers and I watched plays at the community theater in Dayton! I just wished we had more time to see each other," She said with a pout.

Sam smiled, "Baby me too, but I'm happy you had a great weekend," he said, kissing her softly. Sam's fear of not being able to control himself and his hormones was relieved as Mr. Schue walked in. He had one arm behind his back and Sam was curious as to what it was exactly.

Mr. Schue looked at his New Directions before starting in a serious tone, "Alright guys, two and a half more weeks until we get on that airplane to New York. We have worked so hard for this moment, and I have found the best way to choose who sings lead at Nationals," he said, pulling out from behind his back to unveil the top hat. He waited for the whooping to subside before continuing, "What we are going to do is have a duet assignment due next week on Monday, but this time boys will be paired with boys, and likewise for the girls. A boy team and a girl team will be chosen as winners by Ms. Pillsbury and myself. Out of those two teams, I will pair up whatever I think will have the better chemistry. Earlier today I put all six of the guys' names in the hat and drew three to be a team captain, so if you would, Finn," He motioned to the boy sitting at the drum set to start a drum roll. At the climax he announced, "Kurt, Mike, and Sam. Please join me up here."

Sam gave a quick kiss to his girlfriend's cheek before following the two others to the front of the room.

Mr. Schue waited for the cheering to quiet down, "I also did the same for the girls, Finn, help me out." Finn gave another quick drum roll, "Mercedes, Santana, and Quinn."

Sam noticed the pout that his girlfriend made at not being chosen as captain and flashed her a quick smile and winked. Rachel blushed in embarrassment as she looked to see if anyone noticed the expression, unfortunately for her, they did, as Brittany and Tina snickered at her embarrassment.

"Alright, when you pick a name, I want you to spend every waking moment with your partner. You need this to be perfect, because whichever team wins will be one fourth of the lead singers at Nationals," Mr. Schue said as he held the hat out in front of Quinn as she picked a name out of the hat.

"Tina" She said in a flat tone. She had been like that since Finn let her know that she wasn't that important in his life at Breadstix a week prior. She somehow managed to be bitchier and snap at people more often. Tina rolled her eyes and allowed Quinn to sit next to her when she made her way back to the non-captains.

Santana was next and drew Rachel, much to both of their disapproval. "Mr. Schue, I don't think partnering me up with Santana will be the best course of action," Rachel said, standing up.

"Sorry Rachel, the hat has made its choice," Mr. Schue said, causing Sam to question his teacher's mental stability. Sam chuckled a little, thinking that the top hat as Mr. Schue's very own Companion Cube.

"hijo de puta," Santana muttered, getting a half-hearted warning from Mr. Schuester. She raised her arms in defense as she walked to a seat by Rachel, who crossed her arms and let out a huff. Sam smiled at his girlfriends gesture and watched as Kurt walked to the hat, with Mercedes being with Brittany by default. Kurt reached in the hat and pulled a slip of paper out, "Artie," Kurt read aloud, and Sam cursed quietly. The one person he could actually call a friend in this class.

Sam went next and walked to the front of the room, he saw Rachel give him a thumbs up. Sam reached in the hat. He did a quiet eenie meenie minie moe in his head, ignoring Puck yell "Hurry the hell up, Bieber!" Sam grimaced and wished he wouldn't get Puck's name in the partnership, he pulled the paper out and looked at the name. Fuck, I guess I better be careful what I wish for, Sam thought as he took a deep breath and read the name aloud, "Finn."

A/N: Sorry that this chapter isn't as long as the others, and that I left you on another cliff hanger. I have the next two chapters already worked out, but I will still gladly take ideas. Also, I'd like to take this time out to say that I am a dude! I'm not a writing goddess! AHHHHH! Oh well, on a lighter note, I will gladly take any praises, criticisms, or requests. Song requests are greatly appreciated. Oh and REVIEW REVIEW RE – wait for it – VIEW! Signing off, Much love!