Sam Evans

It had actually taken Sam the whole night to figure out what the hell happened to him at Breadstix. Debating to himself that what he's feeling wasn't jealousy at all but probably just…just getting a bit suspicious with this Blaine guy. I mean, the looks of him…he definitely CANNOT be trusted. I guess, this explains why he hated him so much now, is it? See? I'm NOT JEALOUS! Hah!

But what's making me curious is that, why did Kurt made it a secret? According to Santana, no one knew about it. Was he ashamed of him? I mean, Kurt was even taller than him! Heh. That made sense.

Remembering how happy he felt when he and Santana messed up their date made him smile stupidly on his bed. But man, he can still basically feel his blood boiling on the way Blaine gives flirty looks at Kurt this afternoon. He can't help but wonder if he really is Kurt's type. Does he like gelled hair? I mean, I can definitely wear it for him if he wants to…

He blinked. Wait a minute. What? Where the heck is this going?

Oh, crap. No. Why the hell would I do that for him? He's…he's a freakin' guy, Sam! He's got a dick, for cryin' out loud!

Blaine Anderson

Blaine rolled over his sheets for like the hundredth time already. Still trying to shut down his mind to be able to sleep. His date with Kurt was amazing and all that, but there's something that really bugs him a lot. It disturbs him, you know? He admits that when Kurt told him that he likes that trouty mouth of a Sam on the first day they talked to each other…it didn't bother him much; having Kurt say that Sam's straight and everything…

But what he saw at Breadstix this afternoon? Sam kept doing things that can make people misunderstand…like on the way he looks at Kurt. The way he talks to him. The way he tries to make him laugh during our conversation. Oh, and I'm in no doubt that he had glared at me all throughout the afternoon too.

He heaved a sigh, rolling all over again. Or am I just getting paranoid? That I'm just over-looking every move that Sam makes?

Then a flashback came to him when Sam caressed Kurt's delicate skin slowly all the way down, and eventually held Kurt's hand…

Oh, great. Just great.

Kurt has a crush on Sam. And most likely, Sam likes Kurt too. Then that leaves ME…being just an OBSTACLE for both of them, huh?

Kurt Hummel

Kurt was ecstatic. He sighed dreamily on his bed, reminiscing over and over his date with Blaine this afternoon. But excluding with the Santana part, of course! Oh, Gaga, why did it have to be her in the first place? And to make matters worse, she was even with Sam! How can his life become so utterly perfect one minute then only to turn out to be a total horror the next moment?

He grumbled and covered his head with a pillow. Enough with this. Think happy thoughts, Kurt. Happy thoughts. And it's getting late anyways, might as well have a good night sleep and dream sweet dreams with Blaine on it, rather than to ramble things about how his life really sucks.

And not to mention, I still have to find a partner for our assignment in glee club…which is kindda impossible, now that I think about it.

Then a brilliant thought suddenly came up. Kurt abruptly sprang up on his bed, sitting wide eyed. Then he scrambled on his bedside table, looking for his phone. I have to call Blaine!

Sam Evans

This is ridiculous! Sam was trying so hard not to scowl at everyone for the ridiculousness of it all. Excitement relentlessly filled the air and he won't be able to take it much longer if they continued to keep this up. Why are they getting too enthused over this Blaine guy anyway?

As Santana rambles on and on about him, Sam suppresses a groan every time the girls squealed in delight, saying that they have to meet this super freakin' hot and handsome Blaine, like right now! Argh. I think I'm gonna puke. He even had to restrain himself in covering Mercedes mouth because dammit! She was totally getting on his nerves!

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"He's not even my boyfriend yet!" Kurt rolled his eyes like it was no big deal. And you'd think that Sam would jump for joy because of this, if not for the the word "yet" ringing in his head. It just doesn't seem too right for him to hear that from Kurt.

"Now who would believe that?" Santana snorted. Kurt groaned at that while the girls continued giving him hugs and kept giggling around him.

Sam clenched his fist. He can see through Kurt's façade that he was practically enjoying this. The word "boyfriend" seemed to thrill him. How f*ckin' crazy it that?

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"Mr. Schue, if I may?" Kurt interjected, raising his hands in the air.

"Oh, sure, Kurt." Mr. Schuester gestured a hand to the floor, curiously intrigued by what Kurt's going to say, and moved from it for Kurt to take.

Kurt gracefully walked down and took the spotlight confidently, earning everyone's attention.

"Ok, after seeing a very inspiring performance from Quin and Mercedes and a hot and sexy duet from Santana and Sam, you've all probably guessed by now that I'm the one who's left without a partner for our duet assignment…since Mr. Schue have failed to realize that our glee club has an odd number—."

"What?" Mr. Schue looked mortified as the realization hit him. "Kurt, I—."

"No, it's ok, Mr. Schue. Really," Kurt smiled warmly at him. "I should thank YOU, actually."

Sam gulped, already sensing that he won't like what Kurt will say. Mr. Schuester gave him a questioning look, not getting if it was sarcasm or not. "Why?"

Kurt grinned wildly at that and clasped his hands, rocking his feet on the ground as his eyes glinted in enthusiasm. "Guys, may I ask for all of your approval in having an outsider to be my duet partner tomorrow."

Sam stared at Kurt in disbelief while everyone started cat-calling and whistling at him, having guessed who exactly this guy would be. Well, except for Finn and Brit who eyed everyone uncertainly, not getting what it meant.

"Does this mean that we're finally going to meet your supermegafoxyawesomehot boyfriend tomorrow?" the girls squealed in anticipation, all eyes are twinkling. Sam grunted, good thing the boys are also pissed off with the way the girls are acting right now. Puck looked like he was going to punch that Blaine as soon as he'll see him, just to prove that he's much more than this stupid Blaine.

Kurt giggled, blushing furiously on the way the girls had described him. He obviously doesn't oppose to that. "Again. I told you, he's not my boyfriend!"

"Yet." Mercedes reminded, wriggling her eyebrows.

"Yeah, because eventually, he will be." Everyone nodded in agreement, smiling mischievously at Kurt.

"Soon enough, I'm sure." Santana scoffed while checking out her nails.

"Alright, you guys," Mr. Schuester snapped his fingers twice to get their attention. "Think about your decisions carefully."

"Oh common', Mr. Schue. We know that you're just as curious as we are right now." Mercedes beamed naughtily.

He sighed with a smile. "Well, since I think no one objects about this and I have to say that I'm truly not against with this idea, as Kurt has pointed out earlier that we clearly have an odd number here and I don't think we could have had other ways to solve this…so, I guess you have our permission, Kurt, to take your boyfriend as your duet partner."

Oh. Holy. Crap.