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Summary: What would happen if McKinley (New Direction) and Dalton (Warblers) have to have their school reunion at the same place? The location is Central City, the home of The Flash. What makes matters worse, during this trip a certain journalist from City Central is there to interview them? What is Barry Allen- or Sebastian Smythe going to do?!
Note: I just want to say, I am not the best at writing stories, especially when it is TV series or crossover :P Anyway, sorry if I make any mistakes and feel free to tell me, it helps me improve. Reviews are appreciated :D !
The Dalton Academy Warblers, one of the most inseparable groups of brothers by bond of all time. As they say, "Once a Warbler, Always a Warbler," and they always stick together. At least that what they thought, as they grew up and some "problems" occurred, they ended up separating their separate ways.
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Iris's p.o.v
Taking my normal rout to my job, I keep thinking about how Barry's attitude has changed a bit. Ever since he got a letter in the mail, something about (in Barry's words) a friend called Dalton, he has been jumpy, more than usual. Every time I try and ask about it he tries changing the subject, but he knows that I won't give up until I know his little secret. Something you learn when being a journalist.
Finally arriving, I walk in to Jitters to start my day. Hours later, while serving some costumers, I notice some tourists next in line. It wasn't that hard to realise they weren't from here, one, they look a bit lost, and two, they have tourist pamphlets. They were also in a huge group, wearing the exact same suits.
"Hello, can we have…7 coffees and three muffins and a brownie?" Asked one of the Blue and Red suited boys. Something of them seem familiar, I just can' put my finger on it.
"Sure, the coffees will take a while to make though," I told them, giving them their treats. "So, are you from Central or just visiting?"
"Mmfh-vivhhmh" He replied, eating his muffin. The other boys just chuckled and rolled their eyes at his action, while a dark haired, small but lean, said, "Sorry about him, that's how is always is. But yeah, we aren't from here. We come from Ohio; we are here for our school reunion. Our other friends will be meeting us at the hotel later so we decide, since we have a lot of spare time, we would have a look about and have a coffee."
"So, what school did you go to?" I asked passing them the rest of their order, wiping down the unit.
"Well, because of a planning mix up two schools got booked into one place for the reunions then later on they decided to just leave it like that and hope that we mingle more with the other school. Our friends, and my boyfriend, are from the other school, McKinley. I was also at that school but I was here first, and I haven't seen these guys since graduation. The school we went to was an all-boys private school called Dalton, sound all high and posh, but when there aren't any teachers in site it's like animals in a zoo. Thanks for the coffee's!" After they left to their table, that when I stopped functioning for a bit.
After standing frozen for nearly a minute I realised something. Barry got a letter that had the name Dalton. What if Dalton is not a person, but a place? What if Barry went to that school? I mean I remember that he went away for a while because of all the problems and drama in his (and mine's) old school. I may not know the entire thing but I intend to find out.
Walking over back to the boys, I coughed getting their attention. Chuckling lightly, I scratched my back. "Umm, since you said that you had a lot of spare time-"
"Sorry sweetie. No matter how pretty you are, I have a girlfriend" Bragged a shaggy brunette with a cocky little smile.
Rolling my eyes, leaning forward looking him strait in the eyes, I said, "That great, because if you ever try to go near me like that, I just have to warn you my dad's a detective with a gun and I know how to use one also. And that was not what I was going to say. I was going to say, since you said that you had a lot of spare time and I have a friend that, I am pretty sure, went to Dalton as well and he knows Central like the back of his palm. I thought, maybe, he could show you around?"
"Sounds like an awesome idea" They all agreed, some going back to their conversations.
Smiling, I pulled out my phone, went into contacts and started to call a close clumsy friend. Bring…Bring…Bring…
"Hey… Barry?"