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Chapter four.

"Seb. I thought you were actually going to eat your food." Jeff teased, reaching out to grab a breadstick that had made its way onto my plate, I hit his hand before it could reach my food. Breadsticks were my favorite part of Italian food, he wasn't getting it on my watch.

I looked up from my plate and stuck my tongue out at Jeff. "At least I'm not eating Dalton out of house and home." I replied, taking a bite of my salad.

Jeff shrugged. "I'm a growing boy, I need my foodage." He told me, grabbing my breadstick and licking it before I could react.

"Hey!" I exclaimed, slightly upset at my lack of breadstick now, "rude!"

Nick laughed. "What the heck, Jeff!" He exclaimed, looking at the other boy, "why did you do that?"

Jeff took a bite of the breadstick, closing his eyes as he chewed it. "Because," he started, stopping as he swallowed the food in his mouth, "I knew Seb wouldn't want it after I licked it."

I laughed, shaking my head. Jeff never failed to make me laugh, and he apparently wasn't stopping tonight. "Well, that is true.." I joked, taking another bite of salad, "Jeff has more cooties than all of Dalton put together." I teased.

Before Jeff or Nick replied I felt a hand on my back, causing me to jump.

"Hey Sebby." Hunter sat down beside me, his shoulders against mine, "what's up? I saw you leave practice early."

I looked down at my plate, the food no longer looking appetizing. "It wasn't early.." I mumbled, keeping my eyes glued to my plate.

"Oh," Hunter replied, "I just thought it was, because we kept practicing for another twenty minutes."

I looked at Nick and Jeff, who both shrugged. Apparently they didn't know that had happened either. "Really?" Nick asked, "that's weird, I didn't know you were still practicing."

Jeff set down the half eaten breadstick. "I thought you guys were just talking."

Hunter smiled, sending a shiver up my spine. I wanted to leave, I wanted to get away from him. Dalton was supposed to be my safe haven.. "Nope. Four or five Warblers stayed to practice a new song." He said, taking a piece of pizza off of my plate. "You'd think it was mutiny."

Nick snickered. "You two know that Bastian has to eat, right?" He joked, leaning over and bumping into Jeff's shoulder playfully, obviously trying to downplay Hunter's comment.

"Actually, I think the diet where Jeff eats all of Sebby's food is working well. He was the fattest baby."

I blushed and looked down. "I was chubby.." I mumbled, keeping my eyes on my almost empty plate. At this point I was just waiting for Nick to finish off my salad.

"I don't think they would stage a mutiny," Jeff spoke up, not wanting to comment on the fact that I was a little chubby as a baby, I guess. "and I don't think Seb would let them even if they did."

I stayed quiet. I knew Jeff was partially joking, but Hunter definitely wasn't. I'm sure Hunter could stage a mutiny if he wanted to, they all seemed to be in a trance by the illusion that he made earlier. Pretending that we had a good relationship, that he was perfect, because he wasn't.

But I couldn't tell anyone that.

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"Goodnight, guys." I called, waving to Nick, Jeff, and Trent as I left the room. They had decided to play some video games before curfew, but I was too tired to join them. Being sick will do that to someone.

"Nighty night, Bastian!" Jeff called, looking up for a second before going back to his game.

I shut the door, chuckling as I heard Nick scream. "Baby zombie! Jeff run, go on without me!"

I inhaled deeply, looking around as I walked away from their door. Dalton was amazing, the inside of it was sort of like a hotel. The chandeliers, the tile floors with a carpeted middle, the smell. It all made me feel safe, it reminded me of the house dad and I lived in when we were in Paris, when I finally started my path to being normal again.

I walked into my dorm room, took of my shoes and changed into pajamas. Then crawled into bed and pulled out my phone. Surprised to see a new message from Blaine.

"Hey, wanna get coffee at Lima Bean tomorrow? Just wanna talk."

I smiled. Blaine was probably one of my better friends, but after what happened with the slushie last year it was hard to believe he was my friend at all. I honestly thought that any kind of relationship I would have tried to pursue with him would have been shot down, but he was actually pretty accepting of the friendship.

"Sure. How's 3:30?" I typed, trying to think of a good time when I wouldn't have practice or school.

The reply was almost instant. Which kinda scared me, normally it took around five minutes for my messages to get replies. "Yep! Sounds great. See you then Seb."

I sighed, curling up under my covers. Tomorrow was going to be better, sure Hunter would still be there. But it would be better.

So, I'm not quite sure what keeps happening with these scenes between Jeff, Nick, and Seb but they're super fun to write, and I have considered writing stories about the three of them. (Tell me how you feel about that.)

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