Chapter 11: Approaching Sam

The next afternoon, Finn walked into the locker room and found Sam.

"Hey man, uh, why didn't you show at the audition?" Finn asked, as he approached the blond.

"I wanted to. I did." Sam said, looking at Finn. "But after what Coach Beiste did to you...do you know how everyone talks about you Glee guys?

"Oh, yeah. You get used to all that." Finn shrugged it off.

"Finn, I'm the new guy. That means I'm already on the outside looking in. I don't want to start off three touchdowns behind." Sam tried to make the larger teen understand.

Finn nodded.

"I gotta go." Sam broke the silence. "Coach Beiste makes you do a hundred push ups for every minute we're late, so..."

"Yeah, you made the team. That's cool." Finn gave a smile. "What position?"

Sam dreaded telling Finn, but he did anyways.

"Quarterback." Sam pulled open the locker room door and left, leaving Finn in shock.


A few days passed before Mr. Schue approached Sam himself.

He explained to Sam why they needed him, more then ever.

"We could really use you on the team, Sam." Sam made a face as Mr. Schue continued. "From what Finn and the guys told me, you're a really good singer. We could use your talent."

Sam thought for a moment.

'This would be my chance to meet that hottie. I'm Quarterback now, so I'm pretty much popular. It couldn't hurt to join now, could it?'

"Okay, Mr. Schue. I'll join the team." Sam said, giving his word.

"That's great, Sam!" Mr. Schue said, clapping Sam on the back. "We're meeting in the Choir room tomorrow morning at ten. You'll need to get your schedule changed."

"I'll be there." Sam promised.

He was jumping for joy in his mind though, with his fist in the air.


Everyone was talking in the Choir room when Mr. Schue walked in.

"Alright, let's, uh, let's gather 'round." Mr. Schue sighed as everyone took their seats. "Sorry I'm late. I was with Principle Figgins. Bad news, guys. Puckerman's in Juvie."

"It was really just a matter of time." Said Tina.

"What did he do?" Asked Quinn, getting outraged.

"He drove his Mom's Volvo through the front of a convenience store and drove off with the ATM." Mr. Schue said.

Everyone but Finn and Rachel broke out in laughter.

"A-and when is he getting out?" Rachel questioned.

"Unknown." Said Mr. Schue, glaring at the laughing students.

"He's really the dumbest person on this planet." Brittany spoke out. "And that's coming from me."

"GUYS." Mr. Schue said loudly. "Let's have some sympathy-"

"For a guy who put his needs before the team's?" Finn interrupted. "We need his voice, and his Bad Boy stage presence!"

"We can't look at this as-as a crisis." Mr. Schue tried to calm Finn down. "It's an opportunity-"

"For what?" This time Quinn interrupted. "Further embarrassment and humiliation?"

"For welcoming our new member, Sam Evans!" Mr. Schue pointed to the door. Everyone turned, half the room in shock, while the other half was happy.

Kurt sat up straighter in his chair as the blond, Sam, came trotting into the room.

"There he is!" Mr. Schue said.

Sam shook Mr. Schue's hand as he spoke.

"Hey, everybody, uh, I'm Sam. Sam, I am. And I don't like Green Eggs and Ham."

There was a pregnant pause in the room before anyone dared to speak.

"Oh, wow. He has no game." Santana scoffs.

Sam subtly looks up at the hot guy that he was crushing on when Finn jumped up out of his chair.

"Alright, this is going to be great." Finn shook Sam's hand as Mr. Schue walked to the piano. "Here, you can sit over there."

Finn pointed to a seat next to his.

"Alright, question for the group!" Came from Mr. Schue as he stood at the whiteboard.

Mr. Schue started the lesson as Kurt checked out Sam as he sat down.

"Psst." Kurt says to Mercedes as Mr. Schue continues. "He's on Team Gay. No straight boy dyes his hair to look like Linda Evangelista, circa 1993."

"You're crazy, circa 2010." Mercedes said, her head tilted while looking at the gay boy that was her best friend.

"And that is what duets are all about." Mr. Schue finished. "So. This week, I want you to pair up, and sing a duet. And since you all seemed to love out 'Defying Gravity' Diva-Off, I'm making this a competition."

"What's the winner get?" Asked Mike.

"Dinner for two, on me...at Breadstix!"

Everyone gasped and started talking at once, everyone saying they just had to win.

"Who you gonna sing with, Kurt?" Mercedes asked her best friend softly.

Kurt looked at Mercedes, before letting his eyes drift to Sam, allowing a smile to form on his face.


Sam opened his locker, his mind wandering back to Glee class. His mind had been preoccupied the whole time, thinking of the sexy brunette that had been sitting not far behind him. He could feel the boys' eyes watching him the entire period.

And it was to his surprise that the boy came up to him at his locker. Sam turned to the boy, barely controlling his heartbeat when the boy spoke, a smile lighting up his face.

"Hi. I'm Kurt Hummel." The boy reached out his hand to shake Sam's.

'Finally, a name to that pretty face.' Sam thought, shaking Kurt's hand. 'Wow, his hand is so soft.'

"Hey," Sam said, trying to be nonchalant.

"I just wanted to personally welcome you to the Glee Club." Kurt said, hoping he wasn't blushing.

"Thanks." Sam gave a small smile. There was a brief silence before Sam looked back at a grinning Kurt.

"Just tell me." Kurt said.

Sam was confused.

"Look," Kurt said, stepping closer to Sam. "Maybe at your old school, you could get away with the 'I just stayed in the sun all summer' excuse, but I have three gifts: My voice, my ability to spot trends in men's fashion, and my ability to know when it comes from a bottle."

Kurt looks up at Sam's shaggy blond hair. Sam was taken aback at Kurt's words.

"I don't dye my hair, Dude." Sam said. And it was the truth. He didn't dye his hair blond. He got it blond another way.

"Yes, you do." Kurt contradicted. "But it's just between friends."

Sam didn't know what to say. Kurt was even more amazing then he thought. No one else had ever suspected him to have colored his hair.

'Only a gay person could have guessed that.' He thought.

"That's not natural." Kurt continued before Sam interrupted.

"I'm gonna go...'cause you're kinda freaking me out." It was a total lie. Sam just didn't want to pop a boner in front of Kurt.

Sam went to walk away, but Kurt followed.

"Wait, wait..." Kurt said. "Maybe my instincts were a little off."

Kurt paused before continuing.

"Let me make it up to you." Sam looked at Kurt. "Team up with me for the duet competition."

"Uh..."

"Listen, unless you team up with Rachel, I'm your best bet at winning." Kurt explained.

The pair rounded a corner.

"Aren't duets supposed to be, like, between a girl and guy?" Sam says, surprised Kurt propositioned him about being partners, even though it filled him with happiness inside.

"Well, Gene Kelly and Donald O'Connor would protest." Kurt said.

"Who?" Sam asked.

"Make'em Laugh? Singing in the Rain?" Kurt said.

"Sorry." Sam said, looking confused.

"1952? Nothing? Okayyyyyyy, maybe you are straight." Kurt said, giving up.

"What?" Sam gave a nervous laugh.

That's when Sam knew for sure Kurt played for the guys team.

'He's gay, and trying to flirt with me!' Sam thought, his heart beginning to race. 'I have a chance here!'

"Nothing. Listen, rent it and look up the menu for Breadstix online and call me, because we are gonna WIN this." Kurt said, walking backwards in the opposite direction to his next class.

He passed Finn, who glanced at him and then over to where Sam was standing and watching Kurt walk away.