A/N: So, Blaine is kind of in the 'questioning' period? She'll do somethings she'll regret later and somethings that she won't. And this does say Kurt/Blaine romance, so just stay tuned. Aha, here's the next one, lovelies!

Blaine fiddled with her grey, leopard print scarf until it was in the proper position. She was sitting at the heated coffee shop she knew Sebby had received her coffee. Blaine was waiting for her. Even if it was just a glimpse, or, if she was lucky, a full on conversation, Blaine knew she had to see her again. She sighed as she stirred her mocha drip and wrote in the number nine on her sudoku.

"I'll have the usual, Jess," a familiar voice said. Blaine craned her neck to see over her booth. Sebby was handing a bill to Jessica, who responded with lustful gaze. Sebby disregarded her and Blaine realized how many people wanted her.

She was out of uniform, wearing tight black printed jeans and a white blouse with a bright Christmas red cardigan. Her lips were full and covered in red lipstick. Her eyelids were swept with gray tint and her eyelashes were perfectly curled. She was beautiful, Blaine realized. And she wanted to kiss her. She didn't think to question the impulse as she so often did. She just accepted it.

Now's your chance, she told herself.

Blaine took a deep breath and strutted up to Sebby.

"Hi there," she said, nervousness forgotten. She placed a hand on her hip, grazing over her belt seductively.

Sebby turned her head and the smirk spread as she gazed over Blaine. "Well, hello beautiful. To what do I owe the pleasure?"

Blaine rolled her eyes. "I owe you a coffee." All of a sudden Blaine was herself. She was unafraid of her personality. She took the bill from Jessica and shoved it into Sebby's skinny black jeans. Blaine instead handed a five dollar bill from her own pocket and winked at her. Jessica gave her a sparing glance. Sebby looked impressed.

"Let's go sit down," she said and took Blaine's already heated hand, "so you can tell me all about yourself, Ms. Blaine Anderson."

"Wow," Sebby responded disgustingly. "They didn't even know you were. Yet, they still bullied you." She shook her head. "People disgust me sometimes."

Blaine nodded. "It was an aching pain, really." She began to feel it again and pressed her hand to her stomach in pain.

Sebby gazed into her eyes and then took her other hand. Blaine smiled slightly.

"I've never told anyone that," she said woefully.

Sebby squeezed her hand. "I'll be here for you, Blaine. Anything you need."

Blaine drank her coffee slowly and sighed. Sebby checked her Droid slowly.

"Shit," she cursed softly.

Blaine looked up at her. "What's wrong?"

Sebby gave a sad frown. "I have to go," she said regretfully. "I'm sorry, Blaine. It's an emergency."

Blaine nodded. "Can I help?" Sebby rose from the table.

She shook her head quickly. "No, but thank you for the coffee. I'll see you tomorrow."

And she was gone.

Blaine waited. She had hoped Sebby would contact her sometime during that week. When that failed, she prayed Sebby would at least get coffee in the mornings and notice Blaine sitting there, waiting there. She did not see Sebby in the halls or the dorms. Blaine became frantic, searching for her on Facebook, Twitter, even Skype. Sebby didn't have any social networking sites. It had been a month since Blaine had spilt coffee on the pavement. The stain had washed away as soon as the rain touched it. Blaine cried. She cried for the conversation she had with someone she could've shared so much with. Instead they were gone.

There was a knock on dorm 543's door.

"Blaine?"

It was Ginger. Blaine groaned.

"The budget's in the auditorium. Leave me alone." She shoved her pillow on top of her ears.

"Blaa... -lease... -out..."

She pushed the pillow harder against her eyes, pushing everything out of her head.

Ginger burst the door open and ripped the pillow off Blaine's ears.

"Are you crazy?" Blaine screamed high-pitched.

Ginger rolled her eyes. "Get up, whiny butt, you've got Warblette practice."

Blaine grumbled incoherently.

"Yeah, let's go," Ginger stated. She pushed Blaine off the bed.

"Fuck you," Blaine muttered. But she stood up slowly.

"You wish," Ginger laughed.

Blaine was doing better. She was popular and forgetting Sebby. She was the star of Wicked, playing Elphaba. However, they had a slight casting problem.

Blaine was humming I'm Not That Girl when Ginger burst through the auditorium door.

"We have no Glenda!" Ginger yelled. Blaine's eyes widened.

"What?"

Ginger was breathing heavily. "Harriet just quit. She said she had too much United States History homework. Can. You. Believe. That?" She was taking sharp breaths of air.

Blaine was thinking. "What about one of those new freshmen? Could they handle the part?"

Ginger scoffed. "You have got to be kidding me, Blaine. We need someone experienced."

Blaine became panicked. "Well then who?"

"There is supposedly a new senior transfer student from McKinley High. Maybe she'll be up for it."

Blaine hoped she would be.