This story takes place right after Nationals.

Rachel and Finn ARE NOT together in this story.

Finn's POV

Summer was just around the corner, well, actually, summer was already here. The last days of school were coming, and Mr. Schuester was full of excitement. Since the first day of school, we've been saving up money to go on a trip to Rome, Italy. The Glee Club held fundraisers, Car Washes, and even though Santana called this bougie, we had Bake Sales. Money kept on flying in throughout the year. And eventually we saved up a ton of money.

Mr. Schue wanted us to see some Choirs from a different country, and hopefully get the chance to do some songs in different language for competitions next year. That was pretty much the whole plan for the trip. But Mr. Schue wanted us to bond with each other more.

Even if we didn't win nationals, it didn't matter, because we are getting the chance to go to somewhere kids in this town dream about in their sleep.

Mr. Schue walked in carrying a beige box. "Do you guys know what this is?" he asked us.

"It's a box", Brittany said.

"Yes Brittany, it's a box, but this box holds, our plans for Rome", Mr. Schuester was filled with excitement.

Everyone started shrieking in excitement. We were excited. I mean we got to go to New York, but Rome. This is a dream that we get to live in reality.

Mr. Schuester grabbed a chair and sat in the middle of the choir room, he sat the box on the floor, "Alright you guys, I know you guys are excited, but I need you guys to listen to me, and I mean really listen to me. I need everyone to focus", his voice was stern but the whole room got quiet. "So next Monday we will meet up here, in front of the school and then we will drive off to the airport and then we will fly to New York and then from there we will get on a plane to Rome." He said.

"What time do you want us at the school?" Mike said.

"Well our flight to New York is at 12:25 so plan on being here around 10." Mr. Schue said has he bent down to get the box. "In this box I have your room assignments, your itinerary's and a list of what you should bring." Mr. Schue got up and started handing out the itinerary's around. "It's two to a room for some people, and 3 people will share, but for Kurt, he demanded he'd have his own room."

Kurt smiled

"Okay, let's start with the girls, Tina you're rooming with Mercedes and Lauren, Brittany, you're with Quinn and Santana, you're with Rachel", he told them.

"Hold Up. I wants to swap with Q. Brit is my best friend. I want to room with her, not Berry", Santana proclaimed.

Mr. Schue sighed, "I want everyone to get a chance to bond with one another. Who knows, maybe you and Rachel will get along". Santana just rolled her eyes and folded her arms. Mr. Schue continued on, "And for the guys. Artie, you are rooming with Puck and Mike, and Sam you are rooming with Finn".

We spent the rest of the class talking about what we would be doing. We'd be site seeing for most of the time. And at night, we'd see a choir perform. And Mr. Schue informed us that we would get some personal time to go around the city. Everyone was excited. The bell rang, everyone pretty much ran out the door. I caught up to Sam. He was emptying out his locker.

"Hey", I said. He turned and smiled at me and then turned back to his locker and kept putting stuff in his back-pack. "You excited for the trip!" I asked him.

"Uh. I can't go", he said to him. The expression on his told me he was sad.

"Of course you can go, I mean how can you not go", I said that in a stupid way. But I didn't care.

"I don't have the money. I mean. I've been working every day after school since April. This trip costs a fortune. My parents helped me enough to get a plane ticket, and I got about a hundred and sixty dollars saved up for the hotel. But I can't get money for food and other shit", Sam only swears when he's upset. "I live in a freaking run down hotel. I can't afford a trip to Rome", he exclaimed.

"I can lend you some money, how much do you need?" I asked him.

"No Finn, I don't need you to give me money. I don't want you to do that." He told me.

"Sam, you're my best friend. I want you to go to Rome with me. Even if I have to lend you money. I don't want you to miss out on this trip. You almost missed out on New York. I don't want you to miss out on Rome." I told him.

"But I won't be able to pay you back for like, the longest time", he told me.

"The only way you'd be paying me back is if you go to Rome", I said with a smile.

He just looked at me. I knew he was thinking about this Rome is a once in a lifetime opportunity. He looked at me, "I feel terrible about taking money from you", and he shut his locker door.

I didn't care, money is money, and you can get it back one way or another. But I've been told to seize the day and take risks and other crap. Sam should do the same. "Don't feel terrible. I'm just glad you're going", I could tell I was smiling like a dork. "Do you want a ride home?" I asked him.

"Sure", Sam said. "A car ride beats the fact of me walking out in 95 degree weather", he laughed.

Sam was a cool guy. I can't wait for this vacation or trip, or whatever you want to call it. I get to spend two weeks with my best friend that sounds like a good trip to me.

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