"Alright, we need $5,000 to pay for our trip to nationals in New York." Mr. Schue announced.

"What happened to the money that we got from the Cheerios?" Quinn asked.

"I guess Sue was hiding it in offshore accounts in the Cayman Islands and we're having some trouble accessing some of it. Any of it."

"I mean, that makes sense. It's something she would do." Haley pointed out.

"This is saltwater taffy." Mr. Schue continued as he held the boxes up to show everyone.

"I love saltwater." Brittany smiled.

"When I was a student here, we paid for our entire trip to nationals selling this classroom to classroom, door to door. We pushed this stuff like crack. And so will we. So to make $5000 at 25 cents apiece we need to sell 20,000 pieces of taffy.

"Wait. Do you honestly think that we can sell 20,000 anything's?" Questioned Santana.

"She has a point. We won regionals for the first time since freakin dinosaurs roamed the earth and we still manage to get those lovely cherry ice facials." Haley explained.

"Dinosaurs still exist. They invented ecstasy and now they are resolving the problem." Brittany commented

"Yeah, Haley and Santana are right. Nobody cares about us." Quinn nodded.

"I can't listen to this." Mike said as he stood up.

"Mike, are you okay?" Mr. Such frowned.

"No. You guys complain all the time about being mistreated but you have no idea what it's like to work your butt off for something and have everyone, even your friends, ignore you." He said annoyed. Haley sighed, knowing what his rant was about.

"I'm so trying to remember his name right now." Lauren whispered aloud.

"Artie, Tina, Brittany, and I are on the Brainiacs." He explained.

"Isn't that the Academic Decathlon team?" Asked Rachel.

"We have one of those?" Finn asked, his mouth full of candy.

"Yes, we do. And the five of us went on the Smarty Pants Show and beat Carmel High to go to the Academic Decathlon finals in Detroit next week." Artie said.

"Wait, you guys were on TV? Why didn't you tell us about it?" Sam asked.

"They did." Haley whispered at him.

"Right..." He trailed off, awkwardly coughing.

"Wait. I-I get the four of you being on the team." Mr. Schue said.

"Is it because two of them are Asian and one of them wears glasses?" Puck asked.

"Rude and a little racist." Haley pointed out, glaring at Puck.

"No. But Brittany?" Mr. Schue asked.

"Liz Schieider was our fifth, but she got rubella."

"Her parents are hippies who don't believe in vaccinations." Tina added, as Mike nodded.

"Brittany was the only person we could find on short notice. We bribed her with Dots. That Sunshine Corazon that Rachel sent to a crack house was on the other team." Artie said.

"She was exceptional." Haley commented.

"I answered a few questions about cat diseases." Brittany explained.

"Sadly, we can't afford to go to the finals, so we're gonna have to forfeit." Concluded Artie.

"Why don't you just have your parents pay for it?" Rachel asked.

"It's not that simple Berry, do you even know how to do math? Or know what it's like to grow up with less fortunate parents, or no parents at all in that matter?" Haley scoffed at the brunette. "You know what? Why don't you get your dad's to pay for our trip to Nationals and the Decathlon trip?" She questioned

"We don't because we shouldn't have to." Tina reformulated the question in a kinder way. "We're a school club. The school should pay for it. It's a matter of pride."

"You guys are absolutely right. How much do you need to make the trip?" Mr. Schue questioned.

"With gas and motels, if we only at Funions, uh, $250." Tina answered.

"Which means. We just need to sell more taffy." Mr. Schue said as he redid the math.

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The glee club had decided to host a benefit, calling it A Night of Neglect where they would sing songs by neglected artists. They were more keen on that idea than selling taffy. However, they had barely sold any tickets.

"Hold up, this just in. According to Sunshine's Twitter, she's not coming - and neither are any of her followers." Santana announced.

"I told you. She's evil." Rachel explained.

"Actually Rachel, you're the evil one, and you were racist and unkind. I have so many words for you right now, but I'm going to hold off on my little rant." Haley said as she looked the brunette in the eye.

"I was just in the auditorium. There's, like, six people in there. I say we blow this whole thing off and hit the arcade." Puck said.

"No. No. Screw that. These people paid to see us sing. What's that saying? The show's gotta go all over the place or something." Finn said.

"You mean, The show must go on." Rachel corrected Finn. "Yeah. Finn's right, you guys. Whether there's six or 6,000 people out there, we still have to give it our all."

"Okay, Tina, you're up first."

The result of her number was her running off the stage sobbing, because of the atmosphere shift.

"This is the worst I've ever felt in my entire life." she said as she sobbed into Mike's shoulder.

"I didn't think it was more possible for people to hate us even more." Artie added. "We're calling this off."

"Guys, I hate to say it, but I think we have to buck up. Tina, I'm sorry you had to go through that...But it's actually a really good lesson for us. That's part of show business, guys. Sometimes people can be really mean. Think about what's gonna happen if we have an unfriendly crowd at nationals in New York. And I'm sure there's gonna be some Vocal Adrenaline hecklers there too. We need to find some strength and barrel through this, right?" Mr. Schue said.

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Once Rachel had surprisingly convinced Mercedes to perform her incredibly flawless rendition of Ain't No Way, everything seemed back on track.

As Haley was sitting in the audience, she could see Sam staring at Santana. Of course, she assumed that he was in love with her instead. He was really just contemplating what Santana had encouraged him to do.

However, Haley stormed out of the audience. Sam saw her leave and quickly followed her out.

"Haley wait." He said as he tried to stop her.

She turned around. "So you admit it... You really aren't in love with me, you're in love with Santana." She said angrily slapping him on the shoulder.

"What? Ow!" He said.

"You know...Just saying hi, hurts doesn't it." She said before storming out the door into the pouring rain.

He ran after her, also pushing the door open. "Haley! Haley! Wait!"

"What are you doing? You are being unreasonable!" He explained, slightly confused at her angry outburst.

"You won't even look at me! You won't kiss me! You didn't make any moves..Y-You never did anything even though you said that you would figure out a solution to our "little moment" a week ago! Am I that horrible and unlovable?" She explained, tearing up.

Both of them were soaked as the rain continued to come in a downfall. Still, they remained outside, staring at each other.

After a moment, Haley spoke up, her voice cracking."So you tell me, okay? Are you really in love with Santana?" She questioned.

His heart broke seeing her so upset. "No I'm not in love with Santana. It's you, it's always been you. God, Haley, ever since the first time I laid eyes on you. There's no one I would rather be with." He explained. "I just didn't really know what to do. I wanted this relationship to go at a reasonable pace. Kissing isn't usually a starter point in any relationship, there's build ups to the right moment, in my opinion. We needed to catch up emotionally as well, we are already ahead, physically speaking. I'm sorry if I sent the wrong signals. I want a relationship that will last." He finished, stepping closer to her. "But Haley Aldrin, I have feelings for you, and I'm sorry I didn't act on them. It took awhile for the stars to align and for me to realize who I was truly meant to be with."

"It will last!" She protested, a little confused and still upset. "And I admit it too, okay? I have feelings for you too, Sam Evans. I have had them ever since I met you. It just always felt like the things or the people I care about manage to leave me. And when you were in love with someone else it felt like I was loosing another person. So yes, seeing you with Quinn hurt, it freakin hurt. But now that the stars have aligned, we can finally see clearer. Your my person." She confessed.

"Your my person too Hay." He sent her a smile. Sure we might have rushed." Sam added.

"We didn't have a romantic first date either." Haley pointed out, as she wiped her tears.

"Well maybe we should wait for the right moment to begin our relationship." Sam replied, as he stepped even closer,looking down at her and brushing some of her wet hair behind her ear.

"I think now is as perfect as we are ever going to get." Haley said, sending him a small smile, putting her hand on his chest, as she looked up at him.

"Well..." Sam began.

Before he could say anything else Haley interjected... "I mean what do you want? A dramatic chase through the airport? Or a romantic date on the beach? This is enough, it may seem simple... but t-this is like those scenes from the cheesy romantic movies where the couple gets together in the rain." She pointed out. "This might be as good as it gets."

"Oh yeah." He sent her a goofy smile.

"Come on!" She said, and with that he leaned down pressing his lips with hers as she tangled her hands in his wet hair as his wrapped his arms around her waist picking her up. They finally shared their official first kiss, in the rain as boyfriend and girlfriend.

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Once Sam and Haley had returned to the choir room soaked and holding hands, everyone cheered. Haley couldn't have felt happier to be loved, and accepted, and to feel wanted.

Even though they had barely raised any money, they were still going around praising each other's performances and celebrating.

"Okay, I give up. I'll pay for your trip. How much do you need?" Mr. Ryerson asked, entering the choir room.

"Hum...$250 bucks." An unsure Mike Chang answered.

"Wasn't he the former Glee teacher?" Haley whispered to Quinn, who shrugged.

"Sandy. What are you doing here?" Mr. Schue asked.

"I tried to be a hater, but I just couldn't do it. That song and the weed I smoked immediately prior...It gave me a change of heart." He explained.

"Mr. Ryerson offered to pay for our trip." Artie announced as the Braniacs cheered, and did their secret handshake.

"It's drug money, but, you know...It's actually a fantastic way to launder it. Goodbye, William. I miss the arts. I really do."

"You just got poked." Mr. Ryerson said. "Poked by the Dagger."

Haley frowned and raised her eyebrow, but joined the group as they cheered. She then turned to look up at her new boyfriend. "This night wasn't so bad, huh? Definitely didn't feel neglected." She said. He chuckled "Definitely."

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That's it for today:)

What do you think of #Saley's moment in the rain during this chapter!?

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Tomorrow I'll post Born This Way, Rumours, Prom Queen, Funeral and possibly New York...:)