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Here's chapter 2!


'Let's do the Gaga-song! That one will be so much cooler!'

'No! I wanna do Michael Jackson!'

'Guys!'

'Well, what about what I wanna do?'

'Guys!'

I really just wanted to smack myself in the face. Everyone in the New Directions, like everyone, was fighting over some kind of a song they wanted to perform for sectionals.

For me there was no point in trying to meddle in and say something I'd like to perform.

Together with the other "new ones" I did not get a lot of say in it.

Not that I minded, I really just tried to fade a little in the background here.

'Let's just- "

'NO! I don't want to sing a song about unicorns Brittany!' Rachel said with a little frustration sounding through her voice.

O, no, what have you done Rachel, I thought and quietly smacked my face with my bare hand as Santana jumped up from her seat and started screaming at Rachel for saying those words towards her girlfriend.

'Okay guys take it easy,' said Schuester as Finn and Puck tried to keep the two almost-fighting girls apart. 'Let's all look for some songs this week and perform them in front of each other. That's the assignment then.'


The last bell rang and I practically ran out of class. The guys from the hockey team had been throwing practically every object they could find towards me. Pencils, gum and one even throw a book!

Back in Ireland I wouldn't have run away, I would have punched them in the face, or I would have tried at least.

But I had made a promise, and I had to keep it. I would not have been here in America if it wasn't for that…

I opened my locker and angrily grabbed my books and stuff and forcefully threw them in my bag.

'What's wrong with you?' the sweet voice of Brittany asked.

I looked up and watched her walking towards my locker, her hips swinging o so smoothly, and leaning against the locker next to mine. Her big eyes stared at my face.

'Nothing,' I mumbled as I tried fit the last book in my shoulder bag, which did not want to fit in.

'Did they bully you again for your accent? Because then I have to tell you that sometimes no-one really understands a word you're saying but we all just nod because we feel bad for you.'

Astonished wasn't good enough to define how I felt when she carelessly said that.

This… these stupid, stupid, fucked up stupid comments that Brittany sometimes made really made me speechless.

I looked at her face, innocent eyes staring back into mine, a small sweet smile on her shiny face.

For some reason I just… could not think of something mean to say back, so I just sighed and shook my head.

'It's not about that.'

I brutally slammed my locked shut and walked past her.

'Rory? Where are you going? You're supposed to come home with me!'

'Whatever,' I said as I walked out of the school, the last thing I wanted was to put up smile right now.


I took another sip from my coffee, but it just didn't taste as good as it normally would.

Uuhg, I really just wanted to be home. Home sweet home.

Just a few months, and I'll be out of here, back in the hills of sweet, sweet Ireland.

'Well you look zoned out, beautiful.'

My head shot up and my eyes grew big as I saw Sebastian Smythe in front of me, one of his hands on his hips while the other one held a cup of coffee.

It took me one second to understand the situation, I really had been zoned out…

But this would probably make me feel better. After all, I loved this kind of games.

'None of your business,' I spoke softly and looked away from that nice face, I still had to act like the insecure and shy Rory Flanagan I played here in America.

'Please, do tell me,' the Warbler said and he placed his free hand on the other chair at my table.

Not that I really cared, but to keep my part up I looked around to see if there were any other members of New Directions in the café.

Sebastian grinned at me and sat down at the table.

'I can sit were I want and with who I want, your little friends won't scare me.'

'Well… what if I don't wanna sit at this table with you? You're from the enemy after all,' I said softly and looked down at my cup.

'That's mean! Maybe you should get to know me first, before saying something like that,' Sebastian said and from the corners from my eyes I saw that cocky grin on his face again.

I tried not to smile myself. He really doesn't know what he's getting himself into, ha!

'What do you want anyway?' I asked and looked up to see his face in total again.

'I want to get to know you some more.' That goddamn cocky smile, it made me wanna shiver.

I loved it…

I quietly took a sip from my coffee and put the empty cup on the table again. For a few seconds I kept staring at the cup.

Slowly I picked up my bag and stood up. I felt Sebastian's eyes fixed on me, but I couldn't care less if he was looking at me or not.

I started walking towards the door and Sebastian didn't say a word. Right now he probably felt as if his 'Plan' to intimidate me had worked. He was probably smiling at himself at this very instant.

When I walked past his chair, I turned around a little and bend over.

With my lips just inches away from his ear I whispered: 'Let's get to know each other some more then.'

And I walked away.


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