It turned out that Rachel was not the only one who feared Quinn Fabray. Almost all of the students felt the same way about her, except for Sue Sylvester, who was a tough coach who couldn't care less about her head cheerleader's personal life, Tina Cohen-Chang, who was Quinn's close friend and was also rumored to be "not normal," Brittany Pierce and Santana Lopez, Quinn's BFFs and part of the so-called "Three Musketeers," (the nickname that the school gave to the three most popular Cheerios) and of course, Sam Evans.
Everyone began talking about him, and not all of them were positive. Some began hating the poor new kid. Some grew worried, but were still too afraid of Quinn. Some were indifferent. Some were persistent.
But Sam didn't care. He walked up to Quinn, who was arranging things in her locker. "Hey Quinn," he said nervously. She flipped her hair and smiled widely. "Hi, Sam. What a beautiful morning, isn't it?" "Uh, yeah, sure," he replied. "But not as beautiful as you." Quinn giggled. Sam sighed. "Will you go out with me tomorrow?"
Quinn was surprised. "Sam, it's just the third day of school and you want to go on a date with me?" "Yes," he answered firmly. "That's what I truly want, Quinn. And though it's just been the third day I already like you." "You don't know that," she told him. "A lot of boys tell me that but in the end they just leave me for another girl or something." "I'm not like that," Sam assured her. "Please." Quinn laughed. "I've never seen a boy so determined to eat dinner with me." "It's not dinner," he informed her. "Lunch is the only time I'm free. We're going to Breadstix." "Okay," she said. "On one condition." "What?" "It'll be next week. If you're still sure you want to go out with me next week, I'll say yes." She then flashed him a smile before walking away. Sam chanted, "Yes! Yes! Yes!" He then walked away very happily.
"Sam!" Rachel screamed. Sam stopped walking. "What is it this time, Rachel?" "Oh, he remembers your name," a friend of hers excitedly whispered. Rachel couldn't help blushing. "Shut up, Mercedes." Sam half-smiled. "Look, we know you're not taking us very seriously, Sam," she continued. "But we take you very seriously. And if you don't listen to us, there's nothing we can do." "You're right, there's nothing you can do," he said. "Quinn and I are going on a date, and there's nothing you can do to stop us."
Rachel felt as if a thousand bricks fell on her. A tear trickled down her face. "Rachel... are you like... crying?" "No, Mercedes," she firmly said. "I'm not like that." As she walked away, Finn Hudson couldn't help looking at the sad Rachel. "What are you looking at, man?" Noah "Puck" Puckerman asked. "Nothing," he smiled.
I figured that Samchel is better than Samcedes. So yeah, the next chapter will contain Quamchelinn. Lots of it. But you know the endgame ships: Fabrevans and Finchel.