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80 Cents: Lying

He smiled at me. It wasn't like the smile he had when he was talking to Mike. It was a, how do I put it? I don't know but I sure do know that no guy has ever given me a smile like that before. It was like his whole face changed. His green eyes soften; his cheeks turned a little red; his body leaned more towards me. It was like some unknown force was pulling him towards me and I could honestly say that I don't have the slightest clue on how to respond.

Sam and I became friends after Prom. Sure after we got to know each other through Glee Club did we start sitting next to each other in Spanish, but we became true friends after we went to Prom together. We started to hang out wither it was baby-sitting his cute siblings or doing homework over my house. Before I even realized it, we were spending a lot more time together. It was almost like the times I had with Kurt except something felt a little bit more different with Sam than it did with Kurt.

As he did one of his James Earl Jones impressions, I started to crack up. Not only was he hot, but also he was funny and truthful. You could probably ask him anything, and he would tell you the truth.

"Stop making me laugh Sam, I'm going to snort!" I told him as I placed my coffee on the table in front of us. We were in New York for Nationals, but like everyone else we were taking a break from song writing. No one would miss us since everyone was in their own little world.

"But when you laugh, it's so cute. Your face wrinkles just enough right here." He said touching a spot near my nose, making me laugh even more.

"Seriously, I hate when I laugh like this." I said, trying to catch my breath but he got me again by making a face at me.

"You hate it? I think it's a beautiful sound." He told me as his green eyes started to change shades just a little. It was the smile again. This made me stop laughing.

"You're just lying." I pushed the comment aside and took a sip of my coffee. Mint Mocha was my favorite.

"Does it look like I'm lying?" It took me a minute to look over his face to search for answers. I was a good student who mostly got As and Bs, so I could safely say that I could not find the answer I was looking for when it comes to Sam like when you are doing a math formula.

"I don't know since I'm not really good at guessing like this." Was I just flirting with him? Sure he was hot, but he was just a friend. He would never go any further than the friend zone as far as I know.

"Well Miss Jones, I think it's time to start your lesson for the day." He scooted closer to me.

"First," he started. "When I ask if it looks like I'm lying, you can tell if I am or not. My eyes tell everything."

"So they turned a shade lighter than usual. What does that mean?" I asked him.

"That means I am interested in you. "

"Ha ha, very funny."

"Second thing to notice if I was lying was to feel my heart beat." He grabbed my hand and placed it on his chest. I felt the fast pace his heart was going and wondered if he was okay.

"Are you okay Sam? That was going pretty fast."

"Well it's not every day you have to spell out to a wonderful girl that you like them." He said to me while blush started to spread across his face.

"Wait, you like me? For how long?"

"For a long time actually. It started out as a crush when I was dating Quinn. It was like I was interested in you. But then when I started dating Santana, I realized that the crush I had on you never left. It's very hard to miss a very beautiful girl. And believe me, if it wasn't for the group date to Prom, it would have probably taken me longer to actually hang out and talk to you because I didn't know what to say."

"That's not true."

"I will do anything to show you that I like you." Sam was very determined to show me how much he "liked" me. This should be interesting.

"Fine," I said to him. "Show me or tell me because I really have nothing to lose here." Sam leaned closer to me and placed his big, strong lips on mine. It was not like the first kiss that I ever shared with Puck, who just did it for show. This kiss was different. After a few seconds, he pulled back and looked me straight in the eye and said, "And that Miss Jones is how you tell if I am lying or not."