𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 • 𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚎

𝚅𝙸𝙸𝙸

For the next two weeks, I had been avoiding Sam. I didn't want to have to talk about it. "Can we talk about what happened?" I sighed as I walked. "There is nothing to talk about. What there is to talk about is where you're going after we graduate." 

He sighed and walked a little faster to catch up with me. "Well, when we went to New York with Blaine, I got an agent to do modeling." I smiled a little. "That's great, Sam. I'm going to NYU. I got in a few weeks ago. Finn was the first person I told. So, we're both gonna be in New York...that's fun." 

It was quiet for a minute as we both walked to our classes. "So, we really aren't gonna talk about it?" I glanced over at him. "We can talk about it, if you want to talk about it." He stopped and stood in front of me. "I want to." 

"Okay, so what part?" 

"The whole part...?" 

I sighed. "Did you do it just to shut me up?" It wasn't a stupid question. I genuinely thought that was why he kissed me. He stood there like a doofus for a minute. "N-Not really. I mean, you were there all freaking out and I didn't know what to do...and it happened. It actually felt really good...considering I've been waiting three years to do it." 

I froze. "Three...three years. So that's like...Sophomore year? Wow." I didn't know what to do. "So...yeah. That's why I did it." He stood there for a minute, babbling. I just smiled goofily. "Sam, just shut up." He looked at me for a minute before I did the exact same thing he did. I kissed him. In public. I smiled as we pulled away. 

"I will see you in glee rehearsal." I smirked and walked past him. Boy, was it good to get it off of my chest. 

**

When I walked into the choir room, everyone was staring at me. I ignored it the best I could as I walked over and sat down. They all started whispering in front of me. I leant forward. "Alright, what're you whispering about?" 

"I'm not telling her." Tina demanded. 

"You're her best friend, Blaine." Artie said. 

He looked at me. He was quiet for a moment, before telling me. "We made a bet." I furrowed my brows. "On what?" They all looked back and forth before turning back to me. "On how long it would take for you and Sam to finally start dating." 

My entire face dropped. "You made a bet on my love life?" 

"It wasn't just us! Finn, Scarlett, and Lexie were in on it, too. They won..." Tina told me. 

I scoffed. "They won. That's amazing. That's great. Don't ever bet on my love life again, okay. I was working it out." They all just stared at me. "Besides, I don't even think we're dating. All we did was kiss. Nothing special about a kiss." 

"So, he didn't ask you to Breadstix when you left English? Because I was right behind you." 

"Yes, he did. But that's not the point. The point is, you made a bet on my love life. If we did that about Tina, god we would never hear the end of it. We graduate in two days guys, don't make bets on my love life." 

Sam walked in after ten minutes of being god knows where. "Are you okay?" I nodded. "Yeah. I'm fine." Blaine turned to me and just mouthed the word, dating. 

I hit him on the shoulder, making him turn around and go back to Mr. Shue. 

**

[Lexie's Point of View]

I walked into the living area where Finn was, watching his Real Housewives show. Man, had Scarlett gotten to him. "Blaine just texted me." I told him, heating up some left over pizza. "Oh yeah? What'd he say?" He asked me, not even phased by my existence. "We won the bet...but your sister found out." 

That was when he finally zoned back in. "What do you mean she found out?" I sat down on the couch across from him. "They were talking about it in glee club and she found out. But, yeah. Now we have to split seventy-five three ways." 

He sighed. "Did anybody get hurt?" I sighed. "Luckily, no. I thought they would, but no." He sat up. "You still don't feel right about leaving her there, do you?" He shook his head. "Finn, you didn't get any calls about her. She was fine. I mean, let alone the gunshot phone call. She was fine. She found her other person. You need to stop being such a big brother. I get it. You love her, she's your little sister. But, you have to trust that she is a good person and doesn't need you all the time." 

He sighed. The microwave beeped and I stood up to get the food. "Oh, hey. Can you pack the suitcases? We're meeting Scarlett and Santana at the airport." He just stared at me for a minute. "Why are we going to the airport?" 

"Because we are surprising your sister at her graduation."