Author: rjnkr PM
I watch as his eyes flare up in my direction and I can't tell if he's about to storm away or kiss me. The sad thing was, I didn't know which option I hoped he chose, but when he got that look I could never make up my mind either. AUishRated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Family - Sam E. & New Directions - Chapters: 5 - Words: 8,981 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 08-20-12 - Published: 04-30-12 - id: 8075443
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Chapter One- My Hobbit Sister
Disclaimer: Glee and it's character's do not belong to me. Believe me if they did I would not be writing this fanfic. Anything you recognize is not mine, but please review anyways!
"Oh Sarah! If you think you're skipping out on Glee Club again today you are sorely mistaken sister dear!" the obnoxious voice of Rachel Berry my twin sister floats down the hall towards me as I grasp the straps of my purse tighter, ready to sprint if need be.
"You grab her arms, I got the swag" Mercedes Jonas orders Kurt Hummel who removes my purse from my shoulder, pinning my arms to my side as he turns me around, squeezing me close as he leads me down the hall to where my sister was standing tapping her foot in those hideous and painfully practical shoes.
"Mercedes, can you explain to me how you make everything sound so cool?" I question innocently as the younger girl narrows her eyes at me, thinking I was mocking her.
"Don't be a bitter Betty, you just didn't want to go to Glee, again," Kurt half scolds, directing me down to the choir room with my sister looking smug as she strutted along beside us, her legs taking twice as many steps as ours to keep up.
"Rachel's there, why do I have to be, only reason I'm in Glee is because ya'll thought I was going to be as amazing as starshine here and were disappointed when you found out I was just average because newsflash, I do not love Glee Club!"
"Blasphemy!" the three of them mock gasp in sync making me roll my eyes.
Arriving in the choir room Kurt deposits me in my regular seat with a grin as he goes to sit beside his boyfriend Blaine Anderson, a smug grin on his face.
"Did they play Catch Sarah again today?" Finn Hudson my sisters fiance questions jokingly, causing me to groan.
"Would I be here for any other reason?" I question, sure I attended Glee but only when it was mandatory, or I had nothing better to do. Which wasn't very often unless we had a competition coming up. I cross my legs and lean back in my chair running my hands through my long, straight dark brown hair waiting for Mr. Schuester to give us our assignment for the week.
I try to pay attention, I really do even when Finn and Rachel hand some sheet music to the piano player, Brad and begin to sing, but after hearing their weekly declarations of love for what is probably the 12th week in a row, I tune that out as well almost wishing I was in Ms. Pillsbury's office reading some pamphlet about sexually transmitted infections or head lice. When the class starts clapping I join in and smile happily up at my sister in support knowing that it was probably a fabulous performance. It was Rachel after all.
"That was lovely, you two. Now," Mr Schue starts clapping his hands together, "I was thinking maybe we'd do a Pop theme this week. You all complained about Disco so I think it time to listen to you and let you have some fun. So solos, duets, trio's whatever you want. Have fun with it!"
I feel a smile break out on my face, usually I didn't like to do assignments but this one did sound fun, and I had the absolute perfect idea. Without a second thought I shoot out of my chair, rushing across the room to where Sam Evans was sitting, leaned back in his chair, a lazy expression on his face. I didn't really talk to Sam much, we did on occasion but he wasn't someone I orientated myself around on a daily basis.
"Partners? I was thinking it's time to bring back the JB.." I start slyly watching the statement swirl around in his head for a moment.
"Uh… Jonas Brothers?" he questions a little confused, his eyes wrinkle a bit as he frowns and I can't help but find him cute for a split second before shaking the thoughts out of my head.
"Come on Sam, the Biebs!" I tell him, a full blown smile now on my face, I was excited, I know exactly what I wanted to do, "Sam, it's time to bring Bieber back."
"I'm going to tell Dad!"
"Yeah, well I'll tell Papa" I retort narrowing my eyes at my sister as she grabs the laptop from me once more. It was my laptop in all fairness, I just didn't care that she wanted to upload another video of herself to her new website, I was trying to download a movie.
"It will take me three minutes, what if a casting director is browsing the internet right now! This video could make or break my chance at a career! "
"I highly doubt that, why can't you just use your own computer," I question knowing that it was because she was probably still downloading some bootlegged Wicked performance she found online. I'll tell you 9 out of 10 times it's porn, just saying, its her risk though. When you download things titled Wicked, you take that chance.
"Sarah! It could be the difference between Broadway and... and a sketchy jazz bar!" She exclaims, like jazz bars were the worst thing in the world. I think they'd be fun personally.
"You just said sketchy, couldn't find a dictionary word that over-explained dingy?"
"Oh come on, you're engaged for christ sakes, you shouldn't be calling for our Dads, are you 8 again?" I question as she makes a dive for my computer snatching it out of my hands.
"DADS!" I yell in the same tone Rachel had previously used as she quickly fled from my room and into hers locking the door behind her. I stand out in the hall my arms folded over my chest as Dad comes up the stairs, and trust me when I say Hiram Berry did not look happy to be called away from his movie night with Papa.
"Darling, why are you and your sister shouting like hoodlums?"
"Well, Rachel's acting like Pippen again and stealing things that aren't hers"
Dad gives me an amused but stern look raising his eyebrows, "Haven't we talked about you calling your sister a Hobbit?"
"Yes, but I said she was acting like one, there's a difference, she stole my computer Dad! Again! I thought you told her she wasn't Madonna, she acting like a drama queen again," I snap, Rachel often got away with a lot at home because she was so serious about her future career. Honestly, I just wanted to graduate I had applied to a few schools for Psychology but I wasn't treating every day like a possible Harvard interview.
"You know how she get's, Princess. Why don't you just come watch the movie with your Papa and I?" he suggests before knocking on Rachel's door, "Baby Girl, I'm not going to tell you again. No more stealing your sisters things. Hurry up in there and come join us downstairs, with your sisters laptop."
"Thats's it!" I almost screech, as my Dads arm is thrown over my shoulder as he leads me down the stairs. I pout and pull away crawling in beside my Papa knowing that Leroy Berry was confused at my sudden affection. As I snuggled into his side, I stick my tongue out at Dad who sat down on my other side while filling Papa in on the situation. A fact I liked because Papa wasn't as lax with Rachel as Dad was.
"We'll talk to her, Princess, as soon as she gets down here. She's just nervous about NYADA and all."
"She can't use that as an excuse forever," I mutter into his side, letting out a small sigh. I didn't resent my sister at all, she was one of my best friends but every now and then feelings of resentment did surface because she tended to make the world revolve around her, and also tended to get away with it.
"And we won't let her, she know's she's going to have to grow up, she is engaged after-all" Dad says somewhat tightly making me smirk. At least I wasn't the daughter who got engaged in high school.
"Wipe that smirk off your face, you may not have gotten engaged but I do remember finding you in a compromising position with Noah Puckerman."
I scoff, "Still don't regret that"
Dad laughs, "I'm sure you don't, Princess."
I groan leaning my head back on the couch, I actually did regret that, it was a spur of the moment thing, and it also turns out on the same day Rachel had kissed him to get back at Finn. I still couldn't look at Puck without him winking or making some other crass gesture. He was still riding on the fact he got with both Berry girls on one day. In my defense, I was moody, and menstruating, the fact a boy had said, "Hey, sexy legs, let the Puckmaster show you a good time" had totally been a turn on at the time.
I hear a door close quietly upstairs as my sister's foot steps could be heard coming down the stairs. She had kind of a heavy foot and it took all I had not to laugh out loud when my Papa turned to me and whispered, "I think I get the hobbit thing now.