Ok, so people want me to continue with the glee thing, so I will. Surprise ending I think, then I'll do reviewer of the week. Here is glee again.

Sabrina POV

It was Friday. FINALLY! Yesterday had been epic. Everyone thought I had rocked the song. Everyone, except for Puck and Hannah. I walked into glee. I took my seat next to Sammy, as I usually did. But he looked worried.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I have my solo today." he whispered back. Then I remembered Puck's dare.

"You don't have to sing." I said.

"And if I don't he'll make fun of me until I graduate to the after life. Which could take a looooong time." he pointed out. I shrugged in agreement.

"Alright, I believe we had a challenge yesterday. Sam, your up. Unless you don't feel like it." Mr. Watson smiled kindly.

"I'll go." Sammy said. He stood up.

"Alright. What did you sing?" Mr. Watson asked.

"I think it was I'll Be by Edwin McCain." Sammy answered. It was his favorite song.

"Alright, let's do this. Hit it, Jack." Mr. Watson. Jack nodded. Soon the music started and Sammy began to sing.

"The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful, stop me and steal my breath. Emeralds from mountains and thrust toward the sky, never reviling their depth. Tell me that we belong together. Dress it up with the trappings of love. I'll be captivated. I'll hang from your lips, instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above." he sang. He had a deep voice, pretty. Just then, Sammy came over to me and held out his hand.

"No. No no no no no. I told you I don't dance." I whispered. Which was true. I don't slow dance.

"Please? Just this once?' Sammy pleaded.

"Fine." I said, standing up. Sammy smiled and we got into the dancing stance most do: his hand on the middle of my back, hands clasped together. It felt weird. I'm not used to ballroom dancing. Sammy continued to sing.

"I'll be your crying shoulder. I'll be love suicide. I'll be better when I'm older. I'll be the greatest fan of your life."

I laughed. Everyone now was dancing like us. Daisy was dancing with Grant, Lisa was dancing with Jack who had ditched the guitar, and even Puck and Hannah were dancing in an awkward position. And every time one was looking at me and Sammy, they were glaring.

"And I've dropped out, burned up, fought my way back from the dead. Turned in, turned on, remembered the thing you said. I'll be your crying shoulder. I'll be love suicide. I'll be better when I'm older. I'll be the greatest fan of your life. I'll be the greatest fan of your life. I'll be the greatest fan of your life." he finished, sending me into a twirl. I laughed and everyone applauded.

"nicely done, Sam." Mr. Watson congratulated. "Now, tomorrow assignment is duets. Find a partner, pick a song, have it ready! See ya guys."

The bell rang and I grabbed my things and hurried out with Sammy.

"That was fun." I exaggerated once I had opened my locker.

"Yea. It was." a voice said from behind my head.

"What do you want, Puck?" I sighed, slamming my locker.

"I was wondering if you would want to do a duet?" Puck asked.

"Why not. No one else has asked." I sighed.

"What? Really?" Puck sounded shocked.

"Yea. See you at home." I waved. This would be fun.