The doorbell of the Hummel household rung at 6 AM, while Kurt and Burt were eating scrambled eggs. After Sam came out to the school by publicly kissing Kurt on the lips, they'd received a few uneasy glances throughout last period, but since it was the last day of the school week, the real questions would come for them that day. Kurt opened the door, expecting one of Burt's work buddies, from the shop.

What Kurt did not expect to see was his boyfriend holding a bouquet of lilies, a goofy yet hesitant smile on his face.

Burt called from the kitchen, "Who is it?"

Kurt responded, "It's just Sam, Dad."

Burt entered the hallway apprehensively, cleared his throat and scooted past Sam, "Um… I'll just go to the shop, now… You two… be safe, now." Kurt's eyes were as wide as saucers as his Dad left.

Sam gave Kurt the lilies, "I uh remember you told me once that they were your favorite flowers…And here: I heard you liked this show. We can watch it together, sometime." Sam held out the full 'Grey's Anatomy' DVD set.

Kurt looked up at Sam with adoration in his eyes, "Oh my god, you are the best boyfriend ever!"

Sam held Kurt down, "Kurt, I have to talk to you. Let's sit down." Kurt glanced at Sam quizzically and sat down on the family couch, "Okay, talk." Kurt stated, raising both eyebrows.

Sam took his hands, "Listen Kurt, I know that we've only been dating for 3 weeks, and I'm happier than I've been in a long time. I know I've already given you the promise ring, but I want to tell you now that I love you- and not like how I've said it before: I'm in love with you, Kurt."

Kurt was stunned. He had never thought that someone could be so perfect, "I-I'm in love with you, too, Sam. But come on, we have to head out to school." Sam grinned and took Kurt's hand.

"How about we take me car, today? I have a feeling a lot of questions are going to be asked."

As they approached the school, Sam murmured, "I heard from Quinn that Coach Sylvester was the new principal…" Kurt nodded.

The day started out with a few people glancing at them, shocked, and Karofsky glaring at both while Azimio cracked his knuckles. On their way to Homeroom, Jacob Ben Israel blocked their path, holding a microphone, while one of his geeky friends held a camera, behind him. Sam had his arm slung around Kurt's shoulders and raised an eyebrow, leaning into Kurt and mumbling, "I don't feel like going to class: let's just talk to this kid and then go split. Maybe have a picnic."

"Hello, J-B-I, here, and I am now talking to the biggest news around McKinley: Resident Gay, Kurt Hummel, and New Kid, Sam Evans. People are talking –and they're talking a lot- can you confirm that you're dating?"

Kurt and Sam glanced at each other and Sam shrugged, " Yeah, we're boyfriends."

Jacob smiled in the creepiest way possible, "And what is your Glee club couple name?"

Sam furrowed his eyebrows, "Glee club couple name?"

Jacob rolled his eyes, "Like Finn plus the gorgeous, talented and beautiful Rachel Berry are 'Finchel', Finn and Quinn were 'Fuinn', Puckerman and Rachel were 'Puckleberry', Brittany and Artie are 'Bartie', Kurt and Brittany were 'Kurttany', Santana and Puckerman were 'Suck', Brittany and Santana were 'Santitany', Tina and Artie were 'Tartie', Puckerman and Quinn were 'Quick', Tina and Mike are 'Chang Squared' slash 'Tike'…. So are you guys 'Hevans' or 'Kum'?"

Kurt raised an eyebrow, "I'm just creeped out that you know that much about us. 'Kum' sounds too…"

Sam continued, "Sexual. It's like if Puck and Finn were together, they would be called 'Fuck' and-"

Kurt glanced at Sam in horror, "I don't even want to imagine them together: especially with that word, hon. I guess we're called 'Hevans'."

Jacob grinned, "So is Hummel the girl of the relationship? Because everyone seems to think that—"

Jacob couldn't finish his sentence, because Kurt lifted him off the ground and slammed him into the locker, "Listen here, Jew-Fro: Even though Sam is on the football team, it does not mean that I am a girl. If you remember, I used to be a football player. And if you also remember, I was a main factor in winning the Titan's first game. So shut your trap and get. Out. Of. Our. Faces."

Sam took hold of Kurt's waist, "Honey, put him down: he doesn't deserve your time or effort. Let's just skip class and get some ice-cream."

Kurt smiled, "Okay." And they held hands, walking out of the building.

They had an amazing time, laughing and teasing each other. When they came back for Glee club, Jacob stopped them again.

Kurt sighed, "Jew-Fro, don't you have anything better to do than hound the only gay couple at school?"

Jacob smirked, "We've actually hounded everyone in your glee club, so you two are last. Tell me about your plans for Sectionals."

Sam started, "Well, from what Kurt's told me, we usually don't actually come up with a set-list until before-mph!"

Kurt slapped a hand over his mouth, "Sam! That is classified: who knows what Jew-Fro's going to do with that info! Buzz off, Jacob. Come on, Sam."

Jacob Ben Israel smiled, "I have all the info I need."

In the choir room, Mr. Schuester came in and started writing something on the board. 'Sectionals! Gear Up!'

"Alright guys, um, time to start thinking about song selections." He turned around.

"Lookin' good, Puckerman: someone's been eating their wheeties." Santana leered.

Puckerman kissed both arms, "These guns are fully loaded," He bragged.

Rachel started bragging about something, but attracted Kurt's attention at 'Bernadette Peters'. Brittany said something completely random, to which Mike responded, "I just want to dance."

"Mr. Schuester? You look a little green…" Mercedes pointed out.

"Um… I think I'm gonna go see the nurse… But first I feel like I should get you guys a sitter."

All the people in the club looked at each other confusedly, as Mr. Schuester stumbled out of the room. Rachel closed the door, and wrote on the whiteboard, 'Me.'

"Class. In Mr. Schuester's absence, I'd like to go around and ask everyone what solos they'd like to hear me perform at Sectionals."

"Alright, you know- let me at it!" Santana jumped at Rachel, only to be held back by a majority of the club.

"-I knew it was only a matter of time before Rachel tried to take over the Glee club." Sam heard Kurt state to Mercedes in the lunch line, as he deliberated sneaking up on him.

"We'll forget all about it tonight at bowling." Mercedes sighed.

"I can't. Blaine asked me to hang out." Sam felt annoyance burst up in him, who was Blaine?

"But I've been looking forward to it, all week." Mercedes protested.

Kurt kept a solemn face as he walked over to get some food.

"Wait, are you two going out? Because I think you need to come clean." Sam felt his heart stutter, was Kurt cheating on him?

Kurt raised an eyebrow at his best friend, "I-what? No- I'm not about to let a Jesse-Rachel-traitor scenario to overcome. Please, Mercedes, mum's the word. Besides, I have a boyfriend if you hadn't noticed. Besides, we just hang out. Nothing about Glee club even ever comes up. Just nice to have someone to talk to."

Sam felt like he'd been slapped, wasn't he someone? Mercedes looked as Sam felt and asked, "What's that supposed to mean?"

Kurt walked to the salad bar, "It means, someone like me: but I promise to make it up to you. By hanging out Friday night. We can invite Sam, too." Sam smiled a little bit.

Mercedes said, "Excuse you…" As she pushed her way in to get some tater-tots, "What are we gonna do about glee club while Mr. Schue is sick?" Mercedes asked, ignoring the disgusted look that Kurt was throwing her plate.

"I have an idea: have you met the new Spanish teacher?" Kurt smiled as Mercedes shook her head.

Kurt sat down and pecked Sam on the cheek, "Hey Sammy. Wanna hang out with Blaine, Mercedes and I, Friday night at Breadstix?" Sam nodded and they ate their lunch in silence.

Kurt entered the Spanish classroom next period, to hear Miss Holliday asking the class to think about how many times Lindsay Lohan had been to rehab. Kurt smirked, she was perfect.

"Miss Holliday? A word?"

Miss Holliday asked Kurt if she could help him with something. Kurt knew enough Spanish to know what she meant, "I understand that you were subbing for Mr. Schuester's Spanish class, and I was wondering if you might now want to take over his Glee club duties as well…"

"What makes you think I know the first thing about Glee club?" Miss Holliday questioned.

"You subbed for my English class last week, and you were extraordinary," Kurt laughed, remembering 'Conjunction, junction.' "Miss Holliday, we are floundering: for Glee club?" Kurt pleaded.

Miss Holliday beamed, "I thought you'd never ask."

"Muchos gracias!" Kurt laughed.

As Kurt entered Glee club, he saw Puck and Finn staring at Miss Holliday in awe. Kurt slipped on the floor, "Oh!" Sam ran over to him and helped him get up as Miss Holliday asked to start with introductions.

"I'm Finn Hudson- I'm quarterback of the football team," Puck imitated.

"I'm Rachel Berry, his loud, loud girlfriend." Santana grinned as Rachel huffed.

"I'm Mike Chang" Brittany stated. Mike gave her a nod of approval.

"Those aren't your names: you know why I know that?"

"You're psychic!" Brittany guessed.

"I know that because I recently watched a video of you guys performing at Regionals… Where you came in last. Maybe it was 'cause the songs were about 30 years old, but… " Miss Holliday deadpanned. "Those songs are classics," Finn defended.

"Those songs are amazing: but they sounded like somebody else's favorite songs: not yours." Miss Holliday shrugged.

"She speaks the truth." Brittany sounded amazed.

Sam didn't pay much attention, but when Miss Holliday made a small speech that left Rachel Berry speechless, and his boyfriend said something about how Mr. Schuester hadn't listened to the radio since the 80s, he tuned in.

"Cee Lo! That's what I'm talking about!" Miss Holliday snapped her fingers as Artie let a coo of approval out.

"Okay, excuse me, what would you know about Cee Lo? 'Cause you're like 40." Santana asked.

"Like Top 40, sweet cheeks, hit it!" Miss Holliday smirked as the class let out, 'ooh's.

Sam smiled as Miss Holliday sung and grinned when Kurt did a little shimmy with her. Kurt danced with the cheerleaders, Mercedes, Sam and Finn crazily and when Mercedes and Artie sung their part, Sam grabbed Kurt's hands and mouthed the words to him, as Kurt cracked up laughing.

Then Kurt jumped a chair up and tried to get Rachel to start dancing.

Sam looked mildly amused at the next chorus, where Kurt was dancing with Santana, but just shook his head and laughed as Quinn shoved him. The class applauded as Miss Holliday yelled, "Let's go get some tacos!"

Sam and the other boys were being lectured by Coach Beiste about not putting Athletes Foot medicine in their teammates eyes, and everybody glared at Puck as Coach Sylvester came in, announcing something about disbanding the football team.

Sam was standing behind Mercedes and Kurt in the lunch line.

"Oh, we have to get there early on Friday: it's night for the little people, and they'll buy up all the small shoes if we don't get there first." Kurt looked speechless at what Mercedes had just said.

Then, what caught Sam's attention, by saying, "Oh, I totally forgot," He said the name of someone that Sam didn't know, "Is starring in RENT at the community theater, and Blaine got us tickets."

"Us as in all of us?" Mercedes questioned.

Kurt stuttered, "I think he could only score two…" That sounded a lot like a date to Sam. Sam's face fell as Santana took away the tots and said that the tots were banned.

Kurt sat down the next day at their lunch table where Mercedes was ranting about Principal Sylvester's food choice. "DO I LOOK LIKE A BABY BIRD?" Mercedes practically shouted.

"Don't fret, your culinary disappointment: I come bearing gifts." Kurt smiled.

"You brought tots?" Mercedes asked hopefully, to which Kurt responded 'better'.

"I've set you up on a date. I get that my new budding friendship with Blaine is making you feel left out, as well as my relationship with Sam, so… Anthony Rashad." Kurt announced. Mercedes glanced towards him and waved flirtatiously, "Why him?" She demanded.

Kurt's face fell, "No reason…" Sam glanced at him and waved, food in his mouth. He knew him from the football team: nice guy.

"Also nothing to do with the fact that he's one of the five black guys at the school?"

Kurt stammered, "No! He is a wide receiver on the football team, he is very good looking, and he is a member of the black-student union-"

"Meaning non-black activities?" Mercedes questioned brutally.

Kurt said a few more things, but Sam felt his fists ball up when Kurt said, "Love is just around the corner" and he saw David Karofsky of all people wink at him, "'Sup homo?"

Mercedes stood up on the desk as Sam was concerned at the look on Kurt's face. Soon enough, he muttered, "Oh my god!" as a bunch of students started yelling, "TOTS! TOTS! TOTS!"

As Rachel and Miss Holliday started singing the glamorous song that Kurt recognized from the musical, 'Chicago', Quinn gripped onto his arm from one side excitedly, and Finn looked confused on his other side.

Sam's mouth twitched downwards as he read the text that Kurt quickly typed out over his shoulder: 'To Blaine: Guess what, Blainers? Rachel Freaking Berry and Miss Holliday are singing 'Nowadays/Hot Honey Rag' from our third favorite musical!'and Sam also frowned at the response.

'To Kurt: Ohmywizardgod, Kurtie! CHICAGO! Send me a link, stat!'

Everybody cheered and Kurt and Quinn laughed at the cool dance moves they did, straight out of the musical.

Kurt then asked Mercedes and Sam to meet him at Breadstix, since he was picking Blaine up from Westerville.

When Sam arrived, the mysterious 'Blaine' was huddled in a bit too close with Kurt. Mercedes looked bored, as Kurt and Blaine exchanged an intimate high-five. He shuffled next to Mercedes right as she asked for tots. "Some for me, too!" Sam grinned.

"Has anyone read Patti Lupone's new book?" Sam hid a smile at the blank look Blaine sent Kurt. He glanced over at Mercedes, who was looking bored to tears. "I'm kidding, of course I have." Blaine grinned as Kurt leaned into him, laughing.

Sam cocked his head. Right in front of him? Geez.

"Oh my god, you scared me so much there… I know, I know…" They started talking about some gay law. Sam wasn't interested in politics, or musicals, so he just turned to Mercedes, and they talked about how annoying Rachel was.

Sam couldn't help glancing out of the corner of his eye, to see Kurt and Blaine laughing as if they were a couple in love, or best friends for years, and truthfully, it made him jealous.

He had heard about Kurt's long-time crush on Finn that went un-reciprocated until last year, when Kurt just gave up and started seeing Finn as a brother. Curly, dark hair and hazel eyes…

Sam had deep green eyes and bottle blonde hair, whereas Blaine had dark, curly hair and hazel eyes. His heart was crushed: it was a matter of time before Kurt ran off with him.

Blaine mentioned about having a curfew for Dalton, so Kurt announced that they had a great time, and drove off.

Mercedes' eyes widened, "Oh no, Kurt left his phone." She started scrolling through his messages, "Mercedes, don't do that: they're personal!" Sam cut in.

Mercedes lifted a hand to her mouth, "Sam, you should see this."

She showed him the phone and his heart stopped:

'To Blaine: Thanks for last night, it really made me feel better. I had to leave at 4 AM today, to get to school on time. Courage. Xoxo Kurt'.

'To Kurt: do you want me to stop by at lunch to help you talk to him? - Blaine'

'To Kurt: Kurt? Where are you? I was going to ask you to get lunch, but nobody had seen you.'

'To Sam: Relax. I'm at a café, having lunch with a friend.

'To Kurt: Which friend?'

'To Blaine: You will never guess what happened today xoxo Kurt'

'To Kurt: Same here, Kurtie! What happened? xoxo Blaine'

'To Blaine: I can't figure out how to type it: call me!'

'To Kurt: Okay!'

'To Blaine: I can't believe we talked for 5 hours, yet I'm still texting you.'

'To Kurt: You looooove me!'

'To Blaine: Do you know how idiotic you're being?'

'To Kurt: You're not denying it ;)'

'To Blaine: You got me'

'To Kurt: I knew it!'

'To Blaine: Let's get back on the phone!'

'To Kurt: My roomie - George- read the text and is telling me to stop talking and texting and to just turn off the light because it's 3 AM'

'To Blaine: The meanie'

'To Kurt: Rise and Shine, Sunshine! xoxo Blaine'

'To Blaine: Haha fail. I got up before you did, sweetie. xoxo Kurt'

'To Kurt: You wound me so! xoxo Blaine'

'To Blaine: Shut up. Oh! I have to get to school. xoxo Kurt'

'To Kurt: Have a lovely day, Angel'

'To Blaine: You too, Collins!'

'To Blaine: Guess what, Blainers? Rachel Freaking Berry and Miss Holliday are singing 'Nowadays/Hot Honey Rag' from our third favorite musical!'

'To Kurt: Ohmywizardgod, Kurtie! CHICAGO! Send me a link, stat!'

'To Blaine: Ready to go, Blaine?'

'To Kurt: You bet it xoxo Blaine'

'To Blaine: I can't wait for you to meet Mercedes and Sam! xoxo Kurt'

'To Kurt: Me either! From what you've told me: they're amazing. xoxo Blaine'

'To Blaine: Flattery will get you everywhere. Oh, I'm here now.'

'To Kurt: Come on in!'

It was the first text that killed Sam the most. How could Kurt have already done that with that boy, before even with Sam? Why did he tell Sam he loved him?

Next, Sam felt fury, snatched the phone, threw twenty bucks down and stormed out of the restaurant. He drove until he was a block away from his house, where he cried into the steering wheel.

Sam's heart was shattered as he heard what Kurt said near his locker with Mercedes, "I'm not breaking it off with Blaine." Sam threw a glance at his locker, where there was a framed picture of Kurt's precious Blaine. "I really like him. You are substituting food for love, Mercedes. And more importantly, your substituting me for a boyfriend. Please, honey, take care of yourself. Treat yourself with respect." Mercedes smiled and said that she was going to talk to Anthony.

Sam was about to go talk to Kurt, but then Karofsky approached. "Question for you." Karofsky grabbed Kurt's shoulder as Sam stood in shock. "You tell anyone else what happened? Besides the prep-boy in the uniform?" Blaine Sam's mind echoed bitterly.

"How you… kissed me." Wait, wait, wait, hold the phone! Sam couldn't believe his ears.

"You kissed me, Karofsky. And I understand how hard this is for you to deal with, so no. I haven't told anyone." Kurt spits out. Sam felt his blood boil: that Neanderthal kissed his boyfriend.

"Good. You keep it that way: 'cause if you do… I'm going to kill you." Kurt cringed away.

Sam took a hold of Kurt's shoulder and dragged him to Kurt's Navigator.

"Tell. Me. What. On. Earth. Is. Going. On." Sam's eyes looked like they were burning.

Kurt started sobbing, "It-It all started last week. When I went to spy on the Warblers, I met Blaine. I also met Wes and David, but they're idiots. Ka-Karofsky pushed me into lockers so I followed him into the changing room. We yelled at each other until I c-called him an i-ignoramus, and he ki-kissed me. I went to Glee club s-so nobody would ask what was wr-wrong. I drove to Westerville and told Blaine, so we watched movies and ate ice-cream and w-we fell asleep… Then, K-Karofsky's been w-worse. I brought Blaine so we-we could talk to him about it, but he just shoved Bl-Blaine into a fence. And Blaine was bullied at his old school, and we're best friends and I'm just s-so scared…."

Kurt cried into Sam's shoulder as he rubbed his back. Sam cooed, "There, there, it's okay."

He felt very bad for suspecting that Kurt was cheating on him, but didn't let it slip that Kurt told Blaine before him. But that was something he thought of later: right then, he was just concerned about Kurt.

After Kurt rubbed his eyes, he smiled, "Let's g-go back to Glee." Sam smiled and took his hand.

Sam and Kurt both paid no attention to Mr. Schuester's little speech, but they were very happy when Miss Holliday returned to sing 'Singing in the Rain/Umbrella' with them.

Kurt and Sam laughed and played in the water, oblivious to Jacob Ben Israel filming it, like all of their performances that week. Jacob was approached by Sue, "You've got everything you need?"

Jacob smiled, "Oh yes. Time to make a little road-trip."