4Prom Night: the gLee Way
Chapter 1: Samchel's Story
Summary: Prom is coming up and love is in the air. Follow the glee clubbers as they navigate the maze that is teenage romance and gain a few a friends along the way.
Note: Just because the couple is in here, doesn't mean I ship it. I'm just writing how I would like the prom episode to go, not that I think it will neccessarily go that way. This contains Samchel, Faberry friendship, Brittana, Kurtofsky friendship, Klaine, Lauren/Puck (dont' know the name for that one), hints of Finchel and St. Berry, and some minor Finn bashing on Sam's part.
"I am not watching that movie. I am not wasting valuable popcorn on this," Rachel protested loudly. Sam ignored her with a smile and popped in the disc. "Samuel! It's nerdy!"
"I could say the exact same thing about all of your musicals," he shot back. Rachel gasped.
"Oh no you could not! My musicals are an important part of history! Did you know a lot of history was passed through theatre? Mm-hm. It's true. And-"
"Rachel, chill. We're watching the movie because you picked last time and forced me to sit through hours of Singing in the Rain. Now it's my turn and we are going to watch Avatar and you are going to like it," Sam said sternly. "Besides...I actually...I..." Sam mumbled something under his breath as he sat down next to the petite brunette. Rachel's billion watt smile flashed across her face.
"What did you say Samuel?" she asked sticky-sweetly.
"I said...I actually kind of liked Singing in the Rain and My Fair Lady so..." Sam shrugged. Rachel grinned triumphantly.
"See? I knew, deep down, you were just as much of a theatre enthusiast as I am!"
"I believe drama nerd is the term you are looking for."
"Do not push your luck Samuel." Sam smiled and played the movie. For the next two hours, the pair watched the blockbuster hit, both deeply rooted to their seats, silently eating their popcorn – well, except Sam, who spoke Na'vi with the characters...
As the credits rolled, Sam sat back, smugly noticing the happy look on Rachel's face.
"You liked it didn't you?"
Rachel rolled her eyes at the quarterback. "Maybe a little...but I've seen better," she added primly. Sam guffawed.
"Well, if you're not going to admit your undying love for the best movie ever made," (he ignored the second roll of her eyes when he said it was the best movie) and with that, Sam snatched the headband off of Rachel's head, and held it high up in the air. Rachel squeaked and got up, trying to get her headband back in vain, as Sam was so much taller than her.
"Samuel! Give me back my headband!"
"Not until you admit how much you liked Avatar," he said stubbornly. Rachel jumped a few more times. On her third jump, Rachel knocked into Sam's chest. With a surprised oomph, Sam fell down, accidentally pulling Rachel with him. They lay on the couch, laughing hard. After a few minutes, Sam put Rachel's headband back on. The act brought him a lot closer to Rachel's than he intended. Sam tentatively ran his hands through Rachel's hair, surprised to find it was extremely soft and sweet-smelling. Rachel's eyes closed happily as she relished the feel of his hands on her head. She opened them slowly and found Sam staring back with intensity. Slowly, ever so slowly and shyly, Sam brought his lips to meet Rachel's.
Rachel loved the feel. She thought back to Santana complaining about how Sam's big lips always got in the way of their kissing. Rachel couldn't disagree more. She wasn't exactly an expert in kissing but from what little she did know, Sam was really quite good. She loved the easy way he kissed her, slowly and unhurried, like he could spend an entire day kissing her and be completely content. She loved the feel of his fingers gliding through her long hair, the pads of his fingers softly grazing her face. The way he raised up his body to meet her, asking for more, but not pushing her beyond what she felt comfortable with.
The door banged open and the pair jumped apart. "Rachel! Sam! We're home!" Leroy called through the house. Rachel quickly fixed her hair as Sam slid back down on the floor. "How was the movie?" Rachel's dad asked.
"Rachel?" Sam asked slyly. Rachel rolled her eyes once again.
"I was pleasantly surprised to find it wasn't totally awful," she grudgingly admitted. It was Sam's turn to roll his eyes.
"Unfortunately, that's about as close as you're going to get to Rachel admitting she liked Avatar," Rachel's papa said. Sam sighed.
"I'll get her one day."
"My turn to pick!" Rachel yelled gleefully. Sam groaned.
"I heard you and Kurt talking about that movie Valentine's Day. Rachel, I'm begging you, anything but. I will be forced to kill myself and do you really want that on your conscience?" Sam pleaded. Rachel shot him a haughty look.
"Samuel, do you really think that I, Rachel Berry, would lower my standards to watch some chick flick?" Sam nodded. "Well, you are mistaken. We're watching Cats." Sam groaned.
"God help me," he mumbled, glaring at Rachel as she sat down next to him. Rachel's dads sat down on the couch and settled in to watch the musical. As the opening scene unfolded on the TV, Sam's hand inched slowly towards Rachel. He almost brought it back – he knew she was still pining over Finn – but suddenly, she grabbed his. He smiled. At least Finn couldn't take this from him.
The next day at school was fairly awkward. Finn and Quinn had been rocky since last week's accusations of unfaithfulness. Quinn had been leaning on Kurt and – surprisingly – Lauren, but Finn had decided to lean on Rachel – which Sam was not pleased with. Rachel, as always, came rushing to Finn's side to help as Sam sat by bitterly, muttering about Finn.
Sam knew liking Rachel was stupid and probably a bit mas...maso...maso-something...masochovinstic? Whatever. He knew it was a dumb idea. Rachel was still hung up on Finn, who was still a bit hung up on her. He couldn't help himself. Her outfits were kind of adorable, and she could be really sweet, and very smart. Not to mention she was pretty hot too. Since he and Quinn had broken up, he had found himself staring at Rachel more and more. He thought she had an amazing voice and he didn't mind that she was a bit – or a lot – full of herself sometimes. She really was probably the most talented person in Glee Club, so why shouldn't she get a few extra solos? Not that he ever told Santana that. Santana despised Rachel...
And then he had moved in with her a week ago. He just couldn't deal anymore. Working a job while trying to go to school, football, glee, and take care of his little brother and sister was just too much. Combined with the fact that he hadn't been able to be upset about his parent's death – he had been so freakin' busy – he had finally broken down and told everyone what was going on. When Rachel offered her house for him and his siblings to live in, he had almost started crying right on the spot. As the week went on, Sam couldn't help but like Rachel. He understood why Finn had been with her...what he couldn't understand was he had broken up with her, especially considering Finn had then done the exact same thing with Quinn (which Sam still hadn't forgotten).
Halfway through the day, Rachel pulled Sam to the side, a serious look on her face.
"Sam, I'm so sorry. I've been practically ignoring you all day. It is unacceptable and I really do apologize. Finn's just been upset and...but no excuses. I am very sorry," Rachel said quickly. Sam smiled as Rachel rambled on. She was very cute when she rambled. And she bit her lip a lot when she did that. That drove him insane. He wondered if he'd be overstepping his bounds by asking if he could bite it for her...probably...it couldn't hurt to ask could it?
"Samuel, I have a very serious question to ask you," Rachel continued. "I was wondering...um..." she got suddenly shy. Sam took her hand. She smiled softly. "Would you go to prom with me?" Rachel asked shyly. "As a date," she clarified.
Joy surged through Sam as he realized exactly what Rachel was asking him. Of course he wanted to go to prom with Rachel. It was all he wanted. A whole night, just him and Rachel, no little siblings to get in between them, no dads randomly walking through the door, no pesky exes...
Exes. Finn. Sam groaned inwardly, and he closed his eyes.
"Samuel? What's wrong?" Rachel asked.
"Rachel..." Sam took a breath. He grasped both her hands in his and looked into her big, chocolate eyes. "I would love to go to prom with you," he began. Rachel straightened up and smiled her gorgeous smile. Sam shook his head, hating what was about to come out of his mouth. "But I can't."
Rachel's face fell. "Why? Is it...are you going with someone else?" she asked quietly, looking at the ground. Sam knew exactly what she was thinking. He had seen it so often on her face when she was dating Finn. Rachel had major self-esteem issues that went beyond a normal teenage girl's. Surrounded by stick-skinny and conventionally pretty girls like Quinn, Brittany, and Santana, Rachel couldn't see how beautiful she was in her own, unconventional way. Sam had picked up on this insecurity after knowing her only a short while and always hated that no one else had ever seen it – most likely because they didn't care enough to ask. The thought made his blood boil.
"No, Rachel, I'm not going with anyone else. I don't want to go with anyone else. But you want to go with someone else," he said. Rachel opened her mouth to protest but Sam kept talking. "Can you honestly say that if Finn broke up with Quinn right now and asked you, that you would be ablest to say no?" Rachel hesitated, contemplating the situation he gave her. Guiltily, she raised her head. Sam felt his heart clench. "I figured. Rachel...I really like you, I do but I don't want to share you with Finn. I'm not going through that all over again."
"I understand," Rachel said sadly.
"Later, when you think you could say no to Finn, I'd be...honored to go on a date with you, but not until," Sam told her. Rachel smiled.
"Really?"
"Absolutely."
Sam was going to walk away, but he couldn't help himself. She looked so beautiful and forlorn standing there and he was only a teenage boy. The quarterback pulled her close to him and brought his lips to meet his. Rachel deepened the kiss within seconds, her tongue coming out to play with his. Sam gently nipped at her lip – he couldn't help himself – and Rachel moaned. Sam smiled into the kiss. He ran his hands through her beautiful hair, and then brought them down to her back, pressing her closer and closer, but never close enough for him. He couldn't get enough of her.
As Rachel walked away, Sam sighed. He was always second best to Finn. Second at football, second for solos, second spot in line, second to Quinn, and second to Rachel. He smiled a bit though.
Maybe, sometime soon, just maybe, Rachel would choose Sam instead and Finn would be able to do nothing but watch as the girl of both their dreams ran into the arms of Sam.
Sam couldn't wait for the day when Rachel would pick him.
So that's the first chapter. The next one may possibly come up tomorrow. That depends on how early my cousin comes over (ILuvNick. is her name. Check her out *shameless promotion*). If it's not up tomorrow, it will be up by Wednesday. This will be about four chapters. I'll try to have the third one up by Friday and the last by Sunday.
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