A New Direction (Glee and Finchel/Samchel fan fiction)

Chapter 3- Cuts and Slushies

Running down the hall, towards the bathroom with Quinn at my side, I could feel the ice-cold slushie dripping off of my face and making its way down my chest. My cheeks felt wet, but I couldn't tell if it was slushie or tears. I think it was both. When we reached the bathroom, Quinn told me that the guy who slushied me was her boyfriend.

"I can't believe Puck would do that to you. I mean I know that he isn't the nicest guy, but he saw me standing with you! I'm sorry, Rachel." She said with a crease between her brows as she patted my face with paper towel.

"It's fine Quinn." I replied through blue eyes. I knew that something like this would happen. My clothes aren't exactly trendy or revealing, but Puck didn't have to slushie me for simply being me.

"Who was the other boy with Puck? The blonde one?" I asked.

"That was Sam Evans. He's usually a nice guy. I think I'm going to talk to Puck about this now. Find me when you're all cleaned up, okay?"

"Yeah sure, thanks Quinn." I gave Quinn a forced smile before starting to clean the blue dye out of my blouse, and then skirt. It was only lunchtime but I already knew that it would be a struggle to get through this year.

"Get lost, Puckerman!" I heard someone yell as I emerged from the girls bathroom. It was the boy who had accompanied my slushie facial- Sam. I saw Puck flip Sam off before Quinn angrily pulled him around a corner as Sam approached me. I noticed his black eye and cut cheek immediately.

"It's Rachel, right? I am so sorry for what Puck did before. I wasn't there to slushie you, I was trying to stop him. I told him how I thought you were pretty, but he thought I was joking, so he started paying me out and then he slushied you. I am really sorry." Sam stuttered a little as he spoke, which I thought was incredibly cute. I couldn't help but feel for Sam.

"You really think that I'm pretty?" I asked as I studied Sam's eyes; blue, deep, beautiful and bruised.

"You're gorgeous, even with slushie in your hair. I'm Sam, by the way." He smiled as he pulled blue syrup from the ends of my dark, damp hair. I laughed as I pulled him towards my locker.

"Sure, whatever Sam. Anyway, what happened to you?" I reached towards Sam's face and softly touched his left eye. His large lips created a smirk spanning across his smooth skin.

"Oh, my eye? I just got in a little fight with Puck over the slushie thing, but its fine, I'm fine. I was more worried about you. Slushie facials are never fun."

"Thank you." I replied with a grin. A boy had never protected me like that before, and Finn had never even called me gorgeous. I knew that I shouldn't have even been talking to Sam. It was my first day of school for the year and there had already been enough drama. Plus there was Finn, who I was still furious at. I searched through my locker and found a first aid kit that I had placed on the bottom shelf this morning. I reached up and patted Sam's eye with antiseptic cream. He was now leaning against the locker next to mine. I then put a white strip over his cut and smiled at him,

"There, you look brand new."

"Thanks Rachel. How can I make it up to you?"

"Sam, I think you've done more for me than I've done for you. I should be the one repaying you."

"Fine, then you should hang out with me after school today." Sam smirked. He was cute- really cute. In ten minutes, he had almost made me forget about Finn. I grabbed my books for history and geography out of my locker and closed it.

"I can't. Its lame, but I actually have to rehearse for my Glee club audition."

"Since I wear a letterman jacket, it may come as a surprise to you that I am in Glee club. I can even play guitar." Sam gently grazed my hand as he spoke, "So meet me in the auditorium at three, and don't be late. I'll walk you to class."

Sam and I walked to history together, and he didn't complain once about the fact that I smelt of blueberry slushie. For the first time all day, I felt like I actually had a chance at a normal high school life, even if I did wear grandma clothes and wanted to be in Glee club. I knew that I shouldn't have even be with Sam, I didn't want to get my heart broken again, but as we walked down the halls of McKinley together, passing Finn on the way, I forgot about my summer in California.

Author's Note: I really hope you are all enjoying my fanfiction! Finchel is my OTP, but I really enjoy Samchel, so I hope you don't mind me exploring an alternate story. I am also really enjoying writing about Quinn! I would definitely appreciate any comments, and I would really like for you to let me know what other characters, old and new, that you would like me to write about or introduce. Thanks so much everyone!

Alex