Dalton Academy was a place where only the rich would go. If your parents had money then you would go to Dalton and nobody would compare to them, at least that's what they thought. The other personality attribute that you had to have to become an Dalton Academy student would be to confident, very confident, border line arrogant, but hey, that's what you have to be. And you definitely had to have those personality attributes if you were a Warbler, and didn't Sebastian Smythe have that.
But not only did Sebastian have the arrogant personality, he had the best voice, he had the best dance moves and most of all, he had the best looks. A killer smile and eyes that you could look into for hours on end, but others outside of Dalton Academy couldn't see past his arrogance.
In the Warbler's club room where they constantly rehearse, and it's never fun, it's hard work, every day it's blood, sweat and tears to get the best out of one another and to win the regional's, and that's what Sebastian wants. He wants to win the regional's, and now that he's met the New Directions for the first time, he wants to win it more to see the looks on their faces when they win the regional's.
Rehearsal, rehearsal, rehearsal, that was the thought on Sebastian's mind and nothing was gonna ruin that.
"You son of a bitch," Santana shouts as she storms down the corridor. The thought was gone. Turning around slowly with his hands behind his back.
"You," he said with a smug smirk on his face. "I knew that you would be back."
"That's right, I'm back," She snapped at him. "I came back because there is no way that I'm gonna allow you to put me down."
He looks around at his fellow Warbler's with a smug smile on his face, turning back around to face her and folding his arms across his chest. "And what makes you think that I would give a damn?" He asked her with a cocky tone in his voice.
Santana, with her signature move, folded her arms across her chest and walked slowly towards him. "You may think that you're the bad guy, but to me, you just look like a high school villain from a cheesy 80's movie." She replies back to him with a calm tone in her voice.
Sebastian wasn't fazed by this, in fact, he thought that it was amusing, somebody coming to his territory and trying to belittle him, oh no, that wasn't going to happen, not to Sebastian and especially not in front of his fellow Warbler's. He was the captain and he wasn't going to let Santana Lopez make him look small.
"Right," he nods with arrogance. "And what makes you think that I give a damn what you think?"
"Because," she says as she steps towards him, "I can go all Danny LaRusso on your ass."
"Of course you will," he replies with a short laugh and with a cocky tone in his voice. He steps closer to her. "Remember, you're on my turf so I demand respect from you."
Santana looks him up and down and lets out a short laugh. "Do you honestly think that that's gonna work on me, oh no," she steps towards him again. "You obviously don't know me, but I'm gonna tell you anyways, I'm Santana Lopez, and I'm a bitch who bites so if you wanna mess with me, expect there to be blood, because when I bite, I bite hard."
"I thought I warned you about my dad," he threatens her, "you know, the one who is a state attorney? He can lock you up with the rest of your family."
"You think that scares me," she responds, "I ain't afraid of going to jail because at least I'll have family there to look after me and as soon as I come out again, I'll be after your ass, you and the rest of my family, so don't you dare threaten me with the dad card because believe me, it won't work." She looks him up and down again, flashing a cocky smirk at him. She steps towards him once more and says in a soft whisper. "You may think that you're the big guy in front of your little, whatever they are, but believe me, I know people like you, you hide behind your dad and get away with everything, but you seriously haven't met me, Sebastian, you think that this is bad, you just wait and see what else I can do." She steps back from him with a smug smirk on her face, her arms still folded across her chest. The look on Sebastian's face was of a man who had been defeated but he wasn't going to allow his fellow Warbler's see his face, that was the last thing he wanted, for them to think that he was weak, but nothing could come out of his mouth. Santana knew that she'd won this round so she turned around and started to walk off down the corridor, her hands moving from across her chest down on her hips. She strut her stuff as she walked down the corridor. She thought it was all over. But she couldn't be more wrong.
"It was nice seeing you, Santana," Sebastian shouted with an arrogant smirk displayed across his face. She stopped still in her tracks. He spoke back to her. She thought that she won the fight by getting the last word, but she was obviously wrong. She didn't dare to turn around to see his face. The smug smirk on her face had slipped away. "And I can't wait to see you again."
But that wasn't the end of it, oh no, Sebastian had more to do, a whole more to do. He walked towards her, his hands still folded across his chest. He finally reached her and slowly leant forward. "If you think that this is over, you've got another thing coming." He spoke in her ear, but loud enough for the rest of the Warbler's to hear. "I'm the king of this town now. I'm the Captain of the Warbler's and I demand respect."
She turned around and pushes him softly in the chest. "Like I said before," she said in her calmest voice, even though she was fuming inside, "you might think that you're a badass, but you're just like a high school villain from a cheesy 80's movie, and that's all you'll ever be." She looked him up and down once more, forcing a fake smile at him as soon as their eyes made eye contact.
But there was something else there when their eyes met, and it wasn't anger, it was something else, something much different, something that neither one of them thought that they would feel when their eyes connected with one another. Was it just the anger between them making them feel as if there was something else there, or was there really something else there?
Santana couldn't stand to be there anymore, but the more that she wanted to leave, the more she felt herself finding herself wanting to stay. Sebastian too couldn't seem to move, he couldn't take his eyes off her, what was this feeling that he was feeling? He was supposed to hate this girl, she was a part of the New Directions and she was a complete bitch, but was that the thing that drew him towards her?
She couldn't stand to be there anymore, she hate this feeling, she finally took her eyes off him and turned around quickly, as she walked down the corridor she was shaking her head in disbelief, what was that all about? Why was she staring at him? And most of all, why was he staring at her? Something was wrong, something was terribly wrong? Or was it?