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"Ladies and Gentlemen…your new prom king is Sam Evans." Coach Bieste announced.
Sam's eyes widened as he looked over at Rachel. Rachel sat with her mouth agape, unable to wrap her head around what was happening. Cheers went up from the Glee table, as Coach Bieste scanned the room for Sam. Mike slapped him on the back and practically pushed him out of his seat. Sam reluctantly got up and made his way up to the stage. Coach Bieste shook his hand and proudly placed a crown on his head.
"Don't go anywhere folks. We still have a queen to crown." Coach Bieste spoke into the microphone, as she waved a second gold envelope that had been passed to her. Sam shuffled awkwardly to her left. He could feel the burning stares of his fellow classmates. Most were looks of confusion, probably wondering why the blond was even up there. He had heard some of the whispers as he walked towards the stage.
"And your new prom queen is…" Coach Bieste read from the paper she had retrieved from the envelope. "Rachel Berry."
Several seconds of complete silence were followed by a few gasps and even more groans. Rachel looked around the room in confusion. Kurt bounced up and down in his seat next to her, clapping like a seal. Rachel glanced over to Puck, who was giving her a thumb's up.
"Come on up, Rachel." Coach Bieste bellowed from the stage.
Rachel took a deep breath, before walking to the stage. She hung her head, avoiding eye contact with everyone. Usually Rachel enjoyed the attention of being in the spotlight, but tonight was different. Tonight must be a fluke or accident or worse, a hoax, she thought, as she climbed the steps to the stage. She had watched that Sissy Spacek movie Carrie and images of it flashed through her mind as she stood reluctantly at the center of the stage. Sam stood behind Coach Bieste, grinning , as a crown was placed on Rachel's head. A few cheers erupted from the crowd, including a loud whistle from Puck. This was followed by the screeching of a chair across the floor. Rachel turned her head towards the sound, only to catch a glimpse of Quinn stomping out of the gym. Rachel smiled nervously, adjusting the crown that was adorning her head. Coach Bieste stepped back, gently pushing Sam forward to stand next to Rachel.
"How did this happen?" Sam leaned over and whispered in Rachel's ear.
"I'm not really sure. I don't recall either of our names being on the ballet." Rachel shook her head. "I'm really confused." Coach Bieste leaned in behind the two of them and directed them to the dance floor. Sam grasped Rachel's hand and she followed him off the stage. They weaved through the crowd to the dance floor, as music began drifting from the speakers. Sam slipped his hands around Rachel's waist and pulled her close to his body.
We'll do it all
Everything
On our own
We don't need
Anything
Or anyone
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?
Rachel felt her crown wobble slightly as she leaned her head closer to Sam's. She felt a slight twinge in her stomach. All eyes were on her and Sam, as they twirled around the dance floor.
I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel
Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?
Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden
That's bursting into life
Sam readjusted his hands once he realized he was rubbing the small of her back with his thumb. He could feel her warm breath on his shoulder through his jacket and shirt. It made his whole body feel numb.
Let's waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads
I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?
Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden
That's bursting into life
Finn watched as Sam and Rachel moved around the dance floor. A smug grin had formed on his mouth after Rachel's name had been announced. Frankly, he was glad that Sam had won. He hadn't really wanted to wear that ridiculous crown anyway. Quinn, on the other hand, had slammed her cup full of punch on the table in protest. Her face had turned bright red and she screamed something about it being unfair and demanding a recount. She had disappeared and Finn realized he hadn't even gone after her.
All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes
They're all I can see
I don't know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things
Will never change for us at all
Sam smiled when he realized Rachel was singing along. The words were beautiful, but even more coming from her mouth. She wasn't singing loud enough for anyone to hear, only him.
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?
A few claps could be heard as the song ended. Rachel and Sam broke apart, but still stood frozen on the dance floor. Sam reached up and plucked the crown from his head.
"I bet Quinn's mad." Sam chuckled, as he poked at the points of the crown with his finger.
"I still don't understand how this is even possible, since neither of us were in the running." Rachel sighed, pushing any thoughts of Quinn out of her mind. She slowly reached up, gently taking the crown from her head, as they both made their way back to their table. A single run-in with Quinn Fabray was enough for one night.
"How in the world did you pull that off, diva?" Kurt exclaimed, as Rachel took her seat next to him. "I didn't even see your name on my ballet. Or Sam's now that I think about it"
"I…I'm not sure." Rachel glanced at Kurt. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Puck whispering to Lauren. Rachel tilted her head to get a better view. She could plainly see an arrogant smirk plastered across his face. Kurt was still absentmindedly chattering about the prom coup that had just taken place, but Rachel wasn't paying attention. She was too busy trying to concentrate on reading Puck's lips. This was a game she was never really good at. Puck finally turned his head towards her just slightly, allowing her a better view of his mouth. That was all it took for her to recognize two words.
A small, almost unrecognizable, noise escaped Rachel's lips. She stomped her foot and stood up abruptly.
"Noah, what have you done?" Rachel shrieked, planting her hands on her hips.
Wow, to be honest I wasn't 100% sure how this chapter would go or who would even win before I started writing…see, I wasn't kidding when I said my characters pretty much write the story for me. The song Rachel and Sam danced to is "Chasing Cars" by Snow Patrol. If you haven't heard it, go check it out! I pretty much put this on repeat while I wrote this chapter. More to come…