Welcome to the whole new Sam Evans!

The boy decided enough is enough. Why whine about the boy he doesn't have while he should focus on the girl he does? Before he ends up losing her too.

What better way to win over his girl by performing a song from the ultimate teen girl God…

Justin Bieber…

Not that Sam is a fan of Bieber… well, he did kind of idolize him but he won't tell a living soul. He had his poster above his bed once but that's a different story.

Already, the girls were swooning. He had the classic Bieber flip, the purple jacket, the guitar.

Welcome to the Justin Bieber experience.

"I know you love me, I know you care, to shout whenever, and I'll be there."

He started off. Lots of guys think this song is annoying, but he thinks it's art. But he has come to realize, he isn't like most guys.

"It's actually a really good song." Tina muttered and Sam couldn't help but smile. Someone gets it.

He went from dancing on the piano, to sliding to the floor, He made sure to throw in a couple of hair flips while he was at it.

He could see Quinn blush as he held her hand and sang directly to her. Her smile seems genuine and loving.

As the song ended, he knew he won over Quinn's heart.

The bell rang to indicate the end of Glee, but he was stopped by mainly all the Glee girls, who were still swooning over him. Even Santana, who doesn't seem impressed by anything. Brittany even came over to pet his hair.

Over his shoulder, he saw the fascinated and rather jealous looks of the Glee boys. His thoughts were interrupted when Quinn came over to kiss him firmly on the lips. Getting a few catcalls from the Glee kids. Sam would admit, the kiss was deep. Deeper than any kiss he shared with her in public.

He knows things have been off since the kissing both. Ever since she got mono. She wasn't even excited when Sam invited her to Color Me Mine. Who wouldn't be? But the boy believed her when she told him she actually saved Finn's life, but was that a mistake? Was that really what happened?

Sam still has a strong feeling that she is definitely into him, but feels like he may be losing her to the Quarterback.

He couldn't help but look at Finn from the corner. Who had an unreadable expression on his face. Arms crossed in dismay.

He's just mad that Sam has won her over.

"Hey, trouty."

Sam looked up from a sports magazine he was reading in the library. It was the familiar Latina from glee. Who else would call him trouty?

"Santana?" Sam questions, to let her know her acknowledgement.

"That's my name. I also go by Ms. Devil, Dr. Satan, and the bride of Chucky. Choose your pick." She said under one breath as she dropped her book bag on a random chair next to her with a loud thud and plopped herself down across from him.

He doesn't know the girl that well, but he has heard stories, and the stories he hears scares him.

He hears she makes babies cry before they leave the womb.

"I know we don't know each other that well, but one thing you have to know about me is that I'm very blunt. I sugarcoat nothing." She says as she taps her nails on the hard wood surface of the table and smirks. Sam was getting scared now.

"Okay?" He questioned once more.

He got even more scared when he felt her hands caress his. Her hands started to travel up his arm, but at that point he pulled his hands back.

"You're hot, Sam." She spoke as if it was the most casual thing in the world. Sam hated that this made him blush.

Damn, he knew she liked his Justin Bieber performance but not THIS much.

"Thank you?" Sam responds, trying to be as polite as possible, but still getting creeped out.

"I'm hot. Doesn't that mean we should be together?"

She was right about her bluntness. She doesn't sugarcoat anything.

He has never been asked out this straightforward before. Is this what a normal high school is like? A high school with girls?

"I'm with Quinn–"

"Oh, please. I know that won't last long." The girl chuckled, as she looked at her nails, as if it distracted her, but Sam wasn't lost on this.

"What do you mean?" The boy asked, as Santana turned back to him fully, attempting to grab his hands again.

"Two reasons." She held up two fingers to emphasize her point.

"Okay…" Sam responded after the pause.

"Your girlfriend is a cheater."

Her bluntness doesn't stop.

Sam almost had to laugh at this. If this was told to him by anyone else then maybe he'll consider believing them. But Santana? Not a chance.

"She's not–"

"Sam… She is an infamous cheater. You know she got pregnant last year by sleeping with Puck. While she was dating Finn. Not a good look."

Sam held his breath. He has heard about this but he tries not to think about it too much. He knows accidents happen and for her to have a baby is one thing, but picturing her having a baby with Finn or Puck makes him sick.

"People change." Sam sighed as he looked back at the surface of the table.

The girl then leaned her head close to the boy. Conducting a whisper.

"People like Quinn don't change."

It was a quick response but Sam knew it was coming. He just knew it.

He could see the way Finn and Quinn are together. He never had that. Even though he heard that Santana could be a heartless bitch at times, maybe it's good she's so blunt. She told him something no one else would. Maybe he should thank her. It's probably for the best.

"I also know you're gay."

Sam's air left his body and his skin went cold. His first instinct was to look around to see if anyone was listening, luckily, no one was.

"What?" Sam whispered. All his gratitude for her leaving his body.

"You heard me, and you have a thing for that little lady boy, Kurt. I have my way of knowing."

Sam hated having this conversation. It's been consuming his mind recently. He just doesn't know. All he knows is that he likes kurt. Kurt is his one exception.

"I like girls…" Sam muttered. He has liked girls all his life, but then Kurt showed up.

Damn it, kurt…

"So you're bi. Still means you're into Kurt." Santana shrugged as she started to look bored. Not liking how dramatic this conversation seemed to be getting.

"What are you saying?" Sam muttered under his breath. "You're going to black mail me into dating you or you'll out me?"

The girl smiled and leaned back in her chair. Her arms now crossed over her chest.

"You're not as dumb as I thought." She smirked. Confirming his accusation.

"I'll either out you to the whole school, or tell Kurt you have feelings for him. Anything that'll hurt you worse. You remember how badly Kurt was treated for being his own gay self. Imagine how jealous it would make Kurt if he saw us together…" Santana smiled once more and slowly grabbed Sam's hand firmly. Her fingers playing with his.

"Why do you want to date me so badly?" He scooted away again and started to get impatient. Hated this game she was playing.

Santana didn't respond at first. For the first time ever, Santana looked insecure and she was doing a bad job at hiding it. She briefly looked up over the boy's shoulders, before looking down once more.

Sam didn't miss her eyes light up as she looked up. He quickly looked behind her and saw a familiar blonde cheerleader that Santana always sat next to in Glee. Brittany.

It's finally all starting to click.

No wonder Santana knows how to get under his skin.

"Brittany?" Sam questioned. Santana didn't respond as she bit her lips. He even saw fear in her eyes.

Santana Lopez never gets scared.

"You like Britt–"

"Is it a deal?" The sourness was back in her voice. As well as her intimidating stature. She ignored his comment completely.

This is another chance to be normal. To be like everyone else. To be popular. If that is what he wants anymore…

Is it?

"Deal." He said, quietly as she shook his hand. It felt like he made a deal with the devil. But didn't he, though?

The girl smiled and leaned down to kiss him firmly on the lips. As if the hand shake wasn't enough to seal the deal.

His eyes were open the whole time. He couldn't say he's ever done that. Even with his worse kisses. But he felt even less of a spark with her then he did with Quinn. This kiss meant nothing.

"To my new beard." She smiled and gave him a small slap on the cheek as she grabbed her bookbag and then model walked out of the library, as if it was a catwalk.

He sighed. He was already regretting his choices.

"You can't look me in the eyes and tell me that you didn't make out with Finn."

Sam and Quinn, face to face in the hallway. He always heard you can tell from someone's eyes if they are lying or not. He could tell from her hesitation, he already has his answer…

"I want to be with you, Sam." Was all she said. Her eyes glistened but not truthful. He sighed.

"Forget it, okay. No harm no foul–" Sam managed to break into one of his impressions. "Crap, Santana told me to stop speaking Na'vi…" He muttered to himself.

"When does Santana start telling you what to do?" Anger was in her voice. As if she had the right to be angry. He was angry.

"Since we started going out…" He casually said as he walked back down the hall. Leaving the girl alone, standing there. Looking like a lost puppy.

He hated the smile he was wearing, it just felt nice to be the bigger man.

"So I broke up with Quinn, and started dating Santana."

Sam was met again with his therapist. He still gets nervous seeing her. Not wanting to be judged. He didn't know how to go from here, but he had to give her a life update.

"Sam…" Dr. Delmira sighed as she took off her glasses. "I think what Santana was doing was manipulating you." She imputed. Sam knew it was coming.

"No, she made me wake up to Quinn cheating on me." He smiled as if everything was okay but he knew it wasn't, nothing was okay…

"But you knew she was before." The doctor said simply. Jotting down more mysterious notes. What could she be writing?

Sam tried to think of something more to say back. Anything.

"But Santana made it obvious she wanted to be with me, so I took it." He laughed, as if he was telling a joke but he was the only one.

He hates the sad look in his doctor's eyes. He felt guilty. Sam has been working with Dr. Delmira about his sexuality issue, yet, here he is, not even trying. Trying to hide it more than ever..

"Are you mad at me?" Sam sighed as he looked down. His lips between his teeth once more.

"I'm not mad, Sam. I'm just.--"

"Disappointed?" That's usually what people say at times like this. Sam knew she would be.

Dr. Delmira opened and closed her mouth, as she wanted to speak, but just sighed after deciding her answer.

"Yes…" She spoke. "Disappointed."

Sam hates hearing that. He hates to be a disappointment. He truly does. Even if it's from this woman he barely knows. He used to be a golden boy, but now, he feels like he doesn't fit in anywhere.

"You're better than this, Sam. You don't need a girl to feel validated. Its okay to be single–"

"No it's not." Sam's voice cracked. His eyes became glossy again. Not by choice.

"Why not?" she asked in general, curiosity.

"I have a question?" Sam spoke, catching Dr. Delmira off guard. She blinked at the sudden change of pace.

"Okay?" She questioned.

"Can guys be bisexual?" This was the first time Sam actually started first with the topic of sexuality.

Seeing Santana confirm it towards him makes him feel like his problems are so little. That it's not as big of a deal as he's making it.

"I believe they can." She smiled for the first time this session. Her pen halted on the paper. "Why?"

Santana just…" The voice stopped and realized that it wasn't worth any of their time how he came to this conclusion.

"Nothing. I'll see you next week."

"Guess who got an A on his latest Humanities Exam?" Blaine exclaimed as he burst through the door to his and Kurt's dorm room, making Kurt jump.

"You?" Kurt confirmed.

"Me!" Blaine pointed to himself with both his thumbs and jumped on the bed with Kurt, making him bounce slightly.

Without warning, Blaine gripped Kurt's face and started pressing his lips to his. It almost made Kurt yelp. Not from pleasure but from surprise. He sort of hates when Blaine does that. It freaks him out. It's nice, but scary all at once.

Without saying another word, Blaine gets up from the bed and heads to the bathroom, still having a pep in this step, indicating he wasn't in a bad mood or anything.

Kurt decided it was enough studying for tonight and his hands traveled to his phone. He has a new habit of scrolling on instagram. It made him smile. He follows the whole New Directions there and some Warblers. He couldn't hold back his grin as he saw Tina post a picture of her and Mike on Valentines day and Mercedes posted an off guard picture of Rachel stirring up a storm.

She may be a lot to handle but he misses her.

He then scrolled to see a picture from Santana. It was hard to tell at first but it was her lips pressed against Sam's…

It was a deep, hard kiss. Something that probably shouldn't be on instagram. That's why santana posted it. Sam would never.

He was shook out of his thoughts when Blaine came back out. He didn't even notice till he was being touched by him, and he kissed him once more.

"Do I deserve a prize?" Blaine smiled. Still going on about his passing grade. Kurt looked away from his phone so it wouldn't be rude.

"What prize do you have in mind?" Kurt smirked. Trying to be as cool as Blaine.

"Surprise me."

Next thing he knew, Blaine was attacking his lips once more. It was rougher than Kurt would have liked but he didn't know how to confront him about it. It sometimes felt like Blaine was gnawing on his lower lip.

Sometimes it wasn't as pleasant as he imagined, but this is what he always wanted, right?