Okay, I'll admit it. This is my first time actually writing something like this, but with rumors of some Blaine kid being Kurt's boyfriend instead of Sam (which I refuse to believe), I just needed to fulfill my Kurt/Sam cravings. That being said, I probably don't have the intricacies of fanfiction writing down, so read this with a grain of salt.

And I do not own Glee.

Sam Evans was content with how much progress he had made in the first week of the school year. As a transfer student, he expected to be on the bottom rung of the social ladder; however, McKinley High was different than any school he had previously attended. For one, the bottom spot on the ladder was reserved for the Glee Club. Even transfers ranked above them, Sam quickly noticed. So when one Finn Hudson approached him about joining Glee, he had quite a few reservations. He decided to wait a few days and see if auditioning really would be the equivalent of social suicide. After all, three members of the football team had been able to maintain their reputations and be in Glee simultaneously. Surely he would be able to follow in their footsteps.

However, the next day, Finn Hudson was kicked off the football team and Sam was offered the position of quarterback. Though he felt bad for Finn, Sam decided that the opportunity to rise to the top was just too valuable to pass up. If that meant taking Finn's place, then Sam would just have to accept it. And if that also meant not auditioning for Glee Club, he could handle it. Even though everyone had been so nice and welcoming, Sam had a reputation to create. Glee Club would surely understand that it really was nothing personal; it was just how things worked. In the end, Sam reasoned, Finn would do the exact same thing to maintain his popularity, right?

Soon after the football tryouts, Sam began noticing changes in how the other students viewed him. People would part for him in the hallways, half the Cheerios squad was asking him out, and even the teachers were treating him as if he were royalty. He could definitely get used to this.

However, Sam quickly learned that being the quarterback also came with perks that he was less willing to accept.

"Here, take this," Karofsky, another new addition to the football team, said to Sam one day during lunch, handing him what looked to be a slushie.

"Hey, thanks," Sam said, taking a sip of the sugary beverage. This was new to him. Not only were people worshiping the ground he walked on but now free food?

"What are you doing?" Karofsky practically yelled. Sam noticed that the burly ex-hockey player had a problem with volume control. "You're not actually supposed to drink that shit! That's nasty!"

"I'm not?" the blond jock asked, taking another sip. He actually found the taste to be kind of addictive.

"No. It's Thursday. On Thursday, we each slushie a member of the Freak Club. And since you're quarterback, we feel it's only fitting that you get first choice."

"Slushie...them?"

"Evans, you can be so dense sometimes. Here, watch." Karofsky walked into the hallway with a bright blue slushie of his own and approached a girl wearing an awful sweater with puppies on it. Sam halfway recognized her from that weird Glee performance a few days prior, but couldn't remember her name. When she noticed Karofsky approaching her, her eyes widened slightly, and she began to turn away, but it was too late. To Sam's horror, Karofsky dumped the entire contents of his cup on the girl's head, drenching her in corn syrup-laden chunks of ice. Sam was even more surprised that she took it in stride, tossing her hair and heading to the nearest ladies' room. Could it be that the girl was used to this sort of treatment?

"And that," Karofsky said, giving Sam a high five, "is how we keep the freaks from running the school."

Sam gave a weak smile. So he was expected to throw this cup of slushie at someone? Someone in Glee? Though he would never voice such a thought, Sam was disheartened. After all, the Glee guys had treated him so well when he interviewed with them. However, things were really good right now, and if he didn't slushie someone, then would he be the one on the receiving end of said slushie? Sam decided that he would need to discuss the whole slushie thing with Finn, to find out how the ex-quarterback was able to maintain some degree of dignity without becoming a complete ass. But there wasn't time for that now, as Karofsky stared at him expectantly.

"Umm... Karofsky?"

"What's the matter; you got cold feet? You another Glee-loving homo, like Finn?"

"No!" Sam quickly retorted, "I just don't know who is in the Glee Club. I mean, I'm new here, as you know, so I haven't gotten a chance to find out who to avoid yet."

"Oh," Karofsky stated simply, thinking it over. "Well then," he said, smiling wickedly. "Let me introduce you to the most prime piece of slushie real estate on campus."

So that's the first chapter. Ever.

I know it's on the short side, but it feels good to have actually completed something. Anyway, let me know what you think in the reviews. Oh, and constructive criticism is especially welcome. After all, I need the help of all those astute readers out there to actually improve my writing. Thanks for reading!

Update: I have a beta now, which means better chapters for everyone! I'm going through what I've written already, making corrections, so that this story can be even more fantastic.