Hey guys! So, this story came into my head when I found out that Chord Overstreet will be playing Brick's teacher in The Middle in this upcoming season. I think that there is going to be a total of three or four chapters, so I won't be distracted from Somewhere Only We Know for long. Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters on glee. I'm just borrowing them for fun.

Taking Chances

Chapter One

Rachel sighed as she made her way to her English class. It was the first day of her senior year, and so far, things weren't looking too great. She's already gotten slushied twice, today, and if it happened again, she'll be out of extra clothes to wear.

The short girl knew that today would probably be rough. She'd broken up with Finn during the summer. She didn't know why, but for some reason, she just didn't feel any spark between them, anymore. He was just too immature for her.

Once she made it into the classroom, Rachel took a seat next to Santana and Brittany, who were chatting about how ridiculous Ms. Surlea looked, today. Ms. Surlea was the Algebra teacher, who had apparently been teaching at McKinley high since Mr. Shue was there. For some reason, the red headed teacher had decided to never wear a bra, and was always wearing her pants up to her chest. It was a scary sight, and no matter how long she had been her teacher, Rachel could never be used to it.

The class began to quiet down when they heard the door open, and the sound of footsteps on the tiled floor. "Hey guys," Rachel looked up at the teacher. He was a blonde man of average height, with emerald green eyes; probably the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen. He looked pretty young, probably about twenty two or twenty three years old.

"My name is Mr. Evans," the blonde teacher said as he wrote his name on the bored. "Now," he looked at a white piece of paper in his hand, "I just need to take attendance , and then we'll be ready to start,"

As Rachel continued to stare at her new teacher, she noticed that his shirt could just barely show the shape of his biceps. She literally had to tear her eyes away from his arms, so she wouldn't embarrass herself when he called her name.

"Rachel Berry?" the petite brunette's face lit up when she heard the man say her name.

"Here!" she raised her hand, almost certain that she blushed when her eyes met his.

"Mike Chang?"

Before Mike had a chance to answer, Brittany raised her hand, a blank expression on her face. Mr. Evans gave her a confused glance, before walking up to her desk, "You're Mike Chang?"

"Mhm," the ditsy blonde nodded.

"Are you sure?" he bent down so he was now at an eye level with her.

"Yup," Rachel and Santana couldn't help but laugh at their friend's cluelessness.

The teacher didn't seem to believe her, "Really now? That's a pretty unusual name for a girl."

"Is this because I'm Asian?" Brittany asked, "because that's so racist."

Rachel sighed, deciding that Brittany had confused their teacher enough, "Brittany, I don't think he's buying it."

"Shh," she whispered not- so- quietly, "he totally thinks that I'm Asian,"

"I heard that," he smirked.

"That's Brittany," Rachel sighed, "she's not the brightest crayon in the box," she thought for a moment, "I think that there's supposed to be a star next to her name."

"Hmm," he looked down the list, "Oh; Brittany Pierce. There she is," he smiled down at her, "thank you."

"No problem," she smiled back, admiring his perfectly whitened teeth, and his charming smile.

"So," Mr. Evans said once he finished taking attendance, "I think that it's a good idea to start with a little Shakespeare," he took a stack of books from the shelf.

When Rachel received her copy of the book, she read the title and smiled. Romeo and Juliet. One of her favorites. She glanced at Brittany, who was flipping through the pages, completely lost. "I have absolutely no idea what any of this means," she said, flatly.

"Well we'll need to fix that, won't we." He said opening up his copy of the book, "Now, I need somebody to read the prologue, aloud. Do we have any volunteers.

"I will," Rachel raised her hand.

"Go ahead," he nodded.

"Two households, both alike in dignity,
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;
Whose misadventured piteous overthrows
Do with their death bury their parents' strife.
The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love,
And the continuance of their parents' rage,
Which, but their children's end, nought could remove,
Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage;
The which if you with patient ears attend,
What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend."

"Good," he smiled at her. "Now seeing that Shakespeare is confusing for some of you guys," he looked at Brittany, "I'm going to make this stuff easier to understand." He looked down at the book. "In the sixth stanza, it mentions 'a pair of star crossed lovers'. Does anybody know what that means?"

Brittany raised her hand. "Yes Brittany?"

"Isn't that about star wars, or something?"

"Um… no…." he shook his head, "does anybody else want to take a swing at it?" Rachel raised her hand. "Rachel?"

"Well, didn't Shakespeare base a lot of his writing on astrology?"

"That's right,"

"Well the expression means that Romeo and Juliet's weren't supposed to meet, and that they went against fait."

"Right; that's very good."

Rachel smiled as she continued to watch Mr. Evans. She noticed how she was so animated when he spoke, using hand gestures, a lot. She loved the way his voice sounded, even though she wasn't really paying attention to what he was saying, anymore. He was very handsome, definitely cuter than Mr. Shue, who was the only crush worthy teacher at the school (until today, that was).

Once the bell rang, the short brunette broke out of her trance, standing up from her seat. She walked out the room, Santana and Brittany by her side.

"I'll tell you something," Santana said, "That Mr. Evans is fine."

"Really fine." Brittany agreed.

Rachel nodded, "Definitely,"

"Please," Noah scoffed as he caught up to them, "he's not so great; not as good looking as the Puckasourous."

The three girls sighed and rolled their eyes, "Whatever you say."

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Sam Evans sighed as he saw Rachel Berry staring into space- well, at him, actually, but that didn't really make a difference, did it? It was only the second day of classes, but the small girl had already proved to him that she was a fine student; much different from the two girls that she seemed to be friends with. But for some reason, her mind didn't really seem to be there, on that particular day. This was the third time he had caught her zoning out.

"Rachel?" he said her name a second time, when she didn't answer him.

"Huh?" she shook her head, looking into his eyes. Those big brown eyes were beautiful, he had to give her that. "I'm sorry, can you repeat the question?"

"I asked if you were okay; you seem a little distant."

"Yeah," she nodded, "I'm sorry; it won't happen again." Crap, she thought, when her teacher turned his attention back to the lesson. I need to be more careful; that was the third time he caught me. Rachel had no idea what was going on with her mind. She was usually so focused in school. But there was something about Mr. Evans that intrigued her. Whenever she thought about him, she couldn't help but smile ear to ear. She wanted- no needed- to find out more about him. And there was no way in hell that she would give up, until she was satisfied.

~S~R~S~R~S~R~S~R~

Once the bell rang, Rachel looked across the room, at Mr. Evans, who was sitting at his desk. She stood up, and slowly made her way up to him. "M-Mr. Evans?" she asked nervously.

The blonde man looked up from the papers that were on his desk. "Yes Rachel? How can I help you?"

"Um… I was wondering if you could… tutor me. I'm having a hard time with Romeo and Juliet."

"Really?" he raised an eyebrow, "it seems like you're doing just fine; one of the best in the class." He thought for a moment, "though you were a little off focus, today. Maybe it would be a good idea if I give you some extra help."

"Great," she smiled, "I'm free on Friday."

"Sounds good," he smiled back. Now that Sam looked closer, he noticed that Rachel was really beautiful. Her chocolate brown hair fell over her shoulder in waves. Her skin was a perfect creamy white complexion. What the hell are you thinking? He thought, She's your student; you're not supposed to be thinking about students, like that. He couldn't shake the fact that he was extremely interested in this particular girl. I mean, there's nothing wrong with wanting to get to know a student better, right? He hoped not.

So what do you guys think? And I know, sucky ending. Please, please review!