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Sam Evans

so can you sing with that big mouth?

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y/n pov:

I had been friends with Finn Hudson since preschool, so naturally, we have stayed as friends all these years. Now, were both juniors. I'm the captain of the girls soccer team and recently I have also joined the glee club. I mainly dance in there but I don't mind carrying a little tune every now and then.

We were looking for new singers for the glee club. We were a few students short from the twelve members we needed to compete. Finn had discovered a boy from the soccer team, and quoting him, "he had a killer voice." He had told him to come and audition if he'd like. Now, we were all just waiting for this mystery guy to show up.

Artie, Finn, Mike, Puck and I were sitting around the classroom, chatting along, as we heard the door click. There stood a tall boy, his blonde hair styled like the bieber cut, wearing a dark blue shirt and grey jeans. His eyes were green, he was probably around 6'0 tall and his lips looked soft. Pretty huge, if I do say so myself.

"I'm here to audition?" he said, stepping a little more into the room as all eyes were on him.

"Great, come on in!" Finn gestured to him. Sam showed me a little smile as he walked to in front of the class, hands in the front pockets of his jeans.

He looked around the room and back at us before starting. "My name is Sam Evans. I like comic books, sports. I'm dyslexic so my grades aren't that good but I'm working on it."

Puck looked at Sam with wide eyes, staring at his mouth. "Dude your mouth is huge. How many tennis balls can you fit in there?" he said, dead serious. 

I looked at him and showed his arm a little bit, snapping him out of his trance. He looked at me and shook his head before looking back at Sam.

"Uh, I don't know. I've never had any balls on my mouth. Have you?" Sam shrugged, which caused us all go wide eyed. I heard Mike snicker a little as he looked down.

Finn leaned over to Artie. "I like this kid" I heard him whisper.

"I like his confidence. But the bieber cut's gotta go" Artie answered.

Puck got up from his chair and went to grab a guitar as Finn walked over to the drum-set. "So can you sing with that big mouth?" Puck said, clearly still mocking Sam.

Sam shook his head as he grew a little more nervous. "I've never really sung in front of anybody before"

Before Sam could continue, Puck cut him off again. "Dude, let me tell ya. Chicks dig singers"

"It's true" I said, causing Sam to look at me. He smiled at me and I shrugged my shoulders, confirming Puck's statement. I got up from my chair and walked next to Mike. "But Puck, maybe not use the c word?" I said as I swung my hair over my shoulder.

Finn chuckled as he saw my attitude before making his way to Sam and handing him a guitar. "Well, give it a shot. We'll back you up. I promise" he said, like a true friend. "What song do you got in your back pocket?"

"Uh...billionaire?" he said, looking around at us as if he was asking if the song choice was okay. Finn snapped his fingers, looking at Sam with a smile as he made his way back to the drum-set.

Sam chuckled and he looked down at the guitar in his hands. After a moment, he began to strum the chords and sing softly, everyone else quickly backing him up.

Bold: Sam

Italics: Artie

I wanna be a billionaire so freaking bad
Buy all of the things I never had
I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine
Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen