Sam Daniels
Sam Daniels knew Jamie Carter better then anyone he knew her since her first day of freshman year when she came into the coffee house and ordered a Caramel Macchiato and a rose cupcake, her silver blond hair swinging down to her hips a smile planted across her face. He knew her when she was a sophomore and she swapped her Caramel Macchiato for a black coffee her now cherry red hair swinging around her shoulders in tight braids. He knew her when she was a junior and she came in with a dark haired boy draped over her. He even knew her while her parents were going through a divorce and she stopped ordering a rose cupcake in favor of a piece of chocolate cake. Sam Daniels knew Jamie Carter better then anyone and he loved her more then anyone he showed her with his gifts and she showed him her love with secret smiles and unsaid words but now someone was moving in on his territory. His Jamie. A tall dark haired man a bumbling, foolish boy in a letterman jacket. Sam had scared away the last unworthy boy, Dan, and he planned on showing her new toy who she really belonged to.
Dave left the choir room with Demon safely in the hands of the glee club. Once they had explained everything to them and Mister Schue Demon had been hugged by Kurt and Quinn, for some reason they were the people she was closest to, and reassured that no one would get near her. He felt that was the time to depart as the gleeks weren't exactly keen on him being there or friends with Demon. He had left Demons last night when her parents had irrupted into their fourth row in an hour, he could listen to parents argue at home, he had paused just outside the house it felt like he was being watched. He probably was. He snapped back into the now when a locked slammed closed next to him to reveal Azimo,
"Hey,"
The other jock stared at him for a moment, "Hey,"
"You think we can talk,"
"What so now were girls now? We going to talk about our feelings?"
"I'd rather not,"
"So friends,"
"Friends,"
"But if I ever catch you taking a look at my junk-"
The threat was cut off, "Trust me you wont,"
"Right. So what's up with this Demon girl because without the weird hair she'd be kind of hot,"
Karofsky grinned, "Mate don't go there."
Sam watched intently as the two jocks walked out of the school and into the parking lot he watched to two boys chat for a while before one left leaving him with his new target. It was pretty easy for Sam to sneak up on the jock pressing a tazer to the boys neck he hit the ground like a ton of bricks. Sam grabbed hold of the larger boy using all the strength he could muster to drag him out of view of the parking lot where Sams jeep sat, he braced himself for a moment before hauling the big jock up and into the car. It was time for him final plan.
"I don't get why you just didn't tell us all what was going on Dee," Kurt commented again as they discussed her situation,
"I just didn't want you all to worry. Simple as that,"
Finn snorted behind her, "You told Karofsky,"
"He didn't really give me a choice. He knew something was wrong,"
"Seriously?"
"Yeah seriously, you act like he hasn't got a brain,"
Before Finn had a chance to put his other foot in his mouth Demons cell chimed,
From: Dave
Hey Dee meet me at the park 3pm.
To: Dave
Sure what's up?
From: Dave
Nothing to worry about just be there.
She frowned at her phone for a moment before stuffing it back in her jeans pocket,
"I should go guys. I want to change before I go out later,"
Kurt smiled at her, "I've got to get off to walk you to your car?"
Demon hooked her arm through Kurts as soon as they were outside the glee club,
"You didn't have to walk me you know,"
"I know I just needed an excuse to get out of glee early. I'm meeting Blaine and I want to change first,"
"Fair enough I just wanted out before everyone started hating on my best friend,"
"Right so your meeting Dave?"
"Yeah,"
"And you two are just friends?"
"Yeah he's gay remember?"
"Oh trust me I remember I was just checking. So is there anyone?"
"What? No I have some more important things to think about then dating but while we're on that subject are you getting laid?"
Kurt turned a color that could only be described as beetroot, "I think we should change the subject,"
"Oh my god you are aren't you?"
"Demon change the subject?"
"Alright, alright, lets just say hypothetically if one was getting laid by mister Blaine Anderson out of ten-"
"Eleven," he cut her off,
She coughed a laugh, "Well, well, well Kurt maybe you aren't as sweet as apple pie as you look."
A/N Sorry this took so long I have been away in the land of no internet AKA my own personal hell. Please, please review thanks.