Pairings: Kurt/Sam
Warnings: No smut.
Author's notes: This is my sloppiest chapter so far. My writing skills seriously needs some polishing up. Hope you guys still like it though. Enjoy!

Sam's POV

"What are you reading?"

I looked up from my book to see Quinn smiling down at me.

"Oh, um…nothing special." I frantically tried to cover the book.

She examined me for a moment before pointing behind me.

"Hey Kurt is over there."

"What? Where?" I turned to look behind me, probably too enthusiastically.

Quinn took the chance to grab my book. "Let's see what you're reading…" She began to stifle a laugh.

"How to flirt for super dummies?"

I flushed furiously.

"Let me guess. Boy troubles?"

"What? I…no I was just…"

"Just trying to learn how to flirt with a boy? Like maybe…Kurt?" She grinned at me.

"How…how do you know?" I was starting to think that rainbows really are shooting out of me.

"First of all, when I said Kurt was here, you looked like a little kid who was just told the ice cream man was here. And besides that, always fixing your eyes on him? Getting jealous when he's intimate with Puck? Those are all dead giveaways showing that you're smitten with him. "

"I didn't know I was being so blatantly obvious…"

"Well you are. But that's not a bad thing. It's actually kind of endearing." She laughed softly. "So you're trying to woo Kurt?"

"Yeah I am. I'm pretty clueless at this sort of stuff though."

"I can tell. I still remember when you first tried to compliment me, you actually used the Na'vi language. At least you didn't try it again on Kurt right?"

"…"

"Oh my god. You did, didn't you?"

"I didn't mean to! I was so nervous that I accidentally blurted them out. He did say he thought it was cute though."

"Wait. He said that you're cute?

"Yeah he did. His exact words were 'cute dork'." I beamed broadly upon remembering that, like the thousand other times I replayed those words in my head before this.

Quinn gave me a warm smile. "Kurt likes you too."

"I don't think so."

"Sam, guys do not call other guys who they only have platonic feelings for cute. They just don't."

"Oh. Yeah I guess not. I didn't really think about that…but…but he's with Puck."

"I don't know what's going on between them but he definitely likes you. After realizing that you like him, I've been paying close attention to him and I noticed that he often gazes at you adoringly as well."

"Really?" My spirits soared to the sky.

"Honestly, you can be quite a ditz sometimes. Just ask him out."

"You really think I should ask him out? He won't think I'm desperate by asking him out so soon will he?"

"It's not like you only met him yesterday."

"Well yeah but I've only started talking more to him recently…"

"Sam. Just ask him out before I smack you on the head."

Kurt's POV

I never thought I'd say this but I shall be eternally grateful to Puck. His plan seems to be working. Sam has started to talk to me more lately and I can tell he's really trying to show interest in me. He notices the little stuff that I do and the things that I like, which most people will not really be aware of unless they really observe me, and he'll mention these things in our conversations. Just the other day, he commented on how I always take a sip of water before eating. He also even guessed which is my favorite scarf by seeing which scarf I wear the most often.

It's really nice being noticed like that. He really makes me feel like I'm special. When he talks to me, he gives me his undivided attention and always looks at me so intently. He often says goofy stuff but somehow it just makes me like him more.

Hey isn't that Sam at my locker? Is he waiting for me? He looks nervous. Goodness, it's ridiculous how adorable someone can be.

He quickly straightened up when he saw me walking towards him. I smiled widely at him. He seemed to relax a little at that.

"Hi Kurt."

"Hi Sam. What brings you to my locker?"

"Oh, um…actually I have something to ask you."

"Ok. What is it that you want to ask me?" Now I'm the one feeling nervous.

"Are you free tomorrow? Do you want to maybe hang out? Like maybe catch a movie or something?"

Oh my god. He just asked me out. The boy who I'm mad about just asked me out. Sam freaking Evans just asked me out. I have just died and gone to heaven.

Ok don't sound too overly eager, you don't want desperado written all over your face.

"Sure, of course! I would love to!" So much for not looking desperate. Whatever. I'm in too much bliss to care.

"Great! I'll pick you up at six?"

"Yeah, six sounds great!"

"Awesome! Well, um I gotta go for football practice now. I'm already late. I'll be looking forward to tomorrow!"

"Yeah see you tomorrow!"

Wow, I'm actually going on a date! This is so exciting! Wait a minute. Is it considered a date? He said he just wants to 'hang out' right? Sounds more like a friends thing. But he did say he's going to pick me up and that sounds more like a date thing. Hmm…now that I think about it, if it's a date won't I seem like a two-timer? I mean. He probably thinks that Puck and I are together. Ok obviously I didn't think this whole plan through properly. Well so I guess it's not meant to be a date. At least I'm still spending more time alone with him. That's good enough for now. I should probably tell him the truth about Puck and me though. Well, I'll think about that later. Now I'm off to find the perfect outfit for tomorrow.