"Your little siblings are so cute!" Christopher stated while playing with Stacy.

"You say that now, but you don't have to live with them!" Sam replied with a laugh. He picked the two up and tossed them onto the bed that was against the left wall of his "house." Also known as the one room apartment that his whole family occupies.

"Yeah, that's true!" Christopher said with a laugh.

"You guys wanna watch tv for a bit?" Sam asked his siblings.

"Yeah!" they replied enthusiastically.

"Okay, just don't be too loud. You know our neighbor has to get up early for work."

"We know!"

"Okay. Keep it down, we'll be back inside in a few minutes."

"Okay Sammy, we will!" Stacy replied with a smile.

Sam smiled at them, and then Christopher and him walked outside and sat in a couple of chairs outside of the apartment. They scooted the chairs together so that they were touching. Christopher rested his head on Sam's shoulder and held his hand in his own.

"Your family is really nice Sam," Christopher said, making conversation.

"Yeah, well they really like you," Sam replied with a smile.

"Well yeah, but they don't know. Right?"

"Yeah. Not yet anyway."

"Well I understand. Your family has been through a really rough time for awhile, and this would just add more stress on them. It'd be different if I wasn't… you know, a boy."

"Yeah. I mean, I do want to tell them, but, like you said, I don't wanna stress them out any more. I really like you Christopher. If you wanted me to, I'd tell them in a heartbeat. You're so important to me, and I never want to lose you. I hope that you would never hurt me like Quinn or Santana, because I would never do anything like that to you."

"Aww, Sam, I know. You don't have to worry about anything. I feel the same way about you. I love you so much, and I would never want to hurt you like that. I don't think I ever could. You know, you're my first love Sam."

"Really?" Sam asked with a smile.

"Really," Christopher replied as he looked right into Sam's eyes, "I love you Sam Evans."

"I love you too Christopher Jones." The two began kissing, and then they both sat there in each other's arms. Talking, laughing, kissing. They sat out there for what seemed like hours before returning inside to find the kids fast asleep.

"Hey, um… you wanna spend the night?" Sam asked, hopeful.

"I'd love to. Sure it's okay with your parents?" Christopher replied.

"Yeah, they won't mind." Sam reassured him.

"Okay, then I'm staying." Christopher said.

Ring! Brooke's phone rang.

"Hello?" she answered.

"Omg guess what?" Christopher's voice said.

"What?"

"I spent the night at Sam's house last night!"

"Omg, that's great Christopher! Wait… you didn't?"

"No. No! His siblings were there! We didn't even do any kissing or hugging or anything until we went outside for a bit."

"Oh, okay. Just checking!"

"Hey, didn't you and Kurt hang out yesterday?" Christopher said in a suggestive tone.

"Yeah, but nothing happened obviously! You know he's gay!" she replied, blushing a little.

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean you didn't WANT anything to happen!"

"Shut up!"

"Okay, okay. I'll quit teasing you… for now anyway!" Christopher said playfully.

"You're such a nice friend Christopher," she replied in a sarcastic tone.

"I know! What would you do without me?" They both laugh.

"So, you and Sam have any big plans coming up soon?"

"Yes! Our first official date, it's Friday. Guess where!"

"Umm, Breadsticks?"

"No, Color Me Mine!"

"Really? Color… Me Mine?"

"It's paint and coasters time Brookey!"

"Okay, if you say so" she replies with a laugh.

"Shut up, don't make fun of my boyfriend! You know, that felt good to say, "my boyfriend," Christopher said, smiling and then laughing a little.

"Aww! You guys are just so cute!"

"Yeahh. I know!" Christopher replies, smiling again.

"Hey, sorry Christopher but I have to go! See you at school tomorrow?"

"Yeah, see you tomorrow. Bye!"

Click.

Good morning sunshine! :) the text from Sam read the next morning. Good morning to you to! :) Christopher's reply said. We still on for Friday? the next text asked. I wouldn't miss it :) Christopher's reply came. After which, Christopher proceeded to turn off his phone and head off to school.

"Okay guys, so Sectionals is approaching fast, and I know we can win it. Especially with our two new 'secret weapons,' Christopher and Brooke!" Mr. Schue stated as he began the meeting. Everyone clapped as Christopher and Brooke stood up for a minute and then sat back down, "So, song ideas?"

"Mr. Schue, I think since I did so well writing that song last year at Regionals, that I should write another original song for us to perform at Sectionals," Rachel Berry, who most people either couldn't stand or still didn't know existed, said.

"Yeah, the song you wrote about MY boyfriend at the time…" Quinn mumbled.

"Okay, okay. Rachel, I do agree that we did a wonderful job writing original songs last year, and I agree that it would be an excellent idea to do them again," Mr. Schue began, "But, I think we should let Christopher and Brooke have their shot at songwriting. I propose that we let them write our opening number at Sectionals!"

"But Mr. Schue, why should THEY get to write it when I've all ready proven that I'm capable of writing a winning song. Just because they're new here, doesn't mean they should get special treatment," Rachel objected.

"Look guys, it's just a suggestion. Everyone will get a shot at songwriting again, I promise. But let's give our new members a shot at it first, okay? And if they don't pull it off, you guys can have another shot."

"Fair enough," Rachel replied, not sounding very happy about it.

"Wait Mr. Schue, who exactly is getting the solo this time? Berry and her terrible fashion sense always gets the solo. I think I should get it this time. After all, I rocked it in my audition for the Nationals one, and that loser guy Jessie insulted my talent. I think that I deserve this," Santana interjected.

"Actually, I was just getting to that Santana. We're going to try auditions once again," Mr Schue began, and Rachel, Santana, Mercedes, and Kurt all sat up straighter in their seats, "BUT, if there is any more of the 'me first' attitude I saw last time, nobody will be doing a solo. Got it?"

"Yes Mr. Schue," Santana replied in an unhappy tone.

"Sign-ups will start next week, so everybody get ready!" Mr. Schue finished.

Sam is standing in front of Color Me Mine. It's Friday after school, and Christopher is supposed to meet him there for their date. He checks his watch, it's all ready 5:23. Christopher was supposed to be there at about 5.

Sam begins to worry that Christopher blew him off. 5:30. 5:45. Sam finally begins to walk back towards his car at 5:53, very disappointed and very hurt. He's about 20 feet from his car when he suddenly gets glomped by somebody! He falls to the ground, and quickly turns over, throwing the person off of him.

Sam doesn't know who it is at first, and then he hears Christopher's voice say "Ow! Well hello to you too babe!" and hears him laugh.

"Christopher! You're late! Like very late! You scared me, I thought you blew me off…" Sam said.

"I'm so sorry Sam! When I got home my mom was on the floor in the kitchen, knocked out cold. I had to rush her to the ER, but I came as soon as I could…" Christopher replied in a sad voice.

"Oh my God. What happened?"

"She's fine, she just tripped over something and hurt her head on the counter, hard. It caused a minor concussion, she'll be good as new in a couple days. She's awake now too, so she told me to come. I… I told her about us dating. She was really happy for me. For us, I mean."

"Wow, I'm really sorry man, and that's awesome that she's so supportive of you. You must have a really great mom."

"I do, and thanks. But let's quit standing around in the parking lot being all sad and stuff! Color Me Mine?"

"I'll color you yours any day," Sam replied with a big smile. Saying that reminded him of Quinn for a moment though, because he had said the very same thing to her right before they broke up.

Sam and Christopher went in and had a great time on their first "official" date. They painted, talked, laughed, and joked around. Sam told some bad jokes and did some of his "famous" terrible impressions, and Christopher laughed at every one of them. Not because he actually thought they were funny, but because Sam saying them was so cute he couldn't help himself.

A couple of times, when they were messing around, Christopher brushed Sam's face with paint, so Sam went home with his face stained with random colors. He couldn't quite wash all of the paint off.

When Sam got home it was very late, so he had to sneak in quietly. He didn't want to wake up his siblings or anybody else in the apartments nearby. Everyone was fast asleep, so Sam just laid down and thought about the date.

He thought about Christopher and how cute he was. He thought about how they first met. He thought about those few weeks where Christopher spent a lot of time with Brooke. He thought about how she called him on the phone that night.

He thought about how he sang to Christopher when he thought he was losing him. He thought about the other night when they sat outside of this very room. He thought about how scared he was of ever losing Christopher. He thought and he thought, and before he knew it, morning came.

I hope you guys really like this part, it's where Samstopher (Sam/Christopher) really starts! I know it's probably out of character some, I apologize, I tried! I don't think I did too bad for my first try though, and I hope you guys agree! Thanks for the reviews and reading my story! I really appreciate it.

I do not own anything from Glee in my story, nor do I own any of the music lyrics in it thus far.