(A.N:/ I'm sorry I haven't updated in a little while. I've had massive writters block and everything I wrote just sounded...horribly wrong. :/ But the good news is that I'm over that now AND while I was busy not updating I came up with some really good ideas for later chapters which I think you'll all enjoy! :D I can't wait to show you guys them. The chapter title is a lyric from the song "Jar of Hearts" by Christina Perri. (I listened to it like non stop since I started writing this chapter...) Anyway, here's chapter seven. Enjoy!)
"You're late." Blaine said, frowning as he saw Sebastian sit down across from him at his booth.
"Just a little." Sebastian said, shrugging.
"An hour isn't a little late." Blaine replied, pulling out his pocket watch to show Sebastian the time.
"A pocket watch? Seriously? Never heard of a cell phone I see." Sebastian said, obviously not caring that he had made the shorter boy wait.
"Sebastian." Blaine said, sternly.
"Or even a wrist watch. My grandfather doesn't even carry around a pocket watch."
"You're lucky I didn't leave." Blaine said, trying to get back on topic.
"Please, like you would have."
Blaine frowned. "Whatever. What was so important that you needed to meet in person to talk about? You're lucky I even showed up. Kurt wasn't exactly happy when I told him where I was going and who I was seeing."
"Let him worry." Sebastian said, smirking.
"He has nothing to worry about." Blaine said, dryly. "Now, what did you want to talk about Sebastian?"
"I..." He paused a moment. "I have a little bit of a problem."
"With what? And I swear if this has anything to do with your penis I'm blocking your number and never meeting with you again."
Sebastian laughed bitterly. "Please, if that was true we would have only met once and you defiantly would have had my phone number already blocked."
Blaine frowned. "So what's your problem? And why does it involve me?"
"Because," Sebastian began, "I need your help-"
"With what?"
Sebastian frowned. "Well if you'd let me finish I'd tell you-"
"Sorry. Go on." Blaine said, cutting Sebastian off again.
Sebastian gave Blaine an annoyed look and Blaine nodded for the taller boy to go on. "Fine. Anyway, I...I don't even know how to say this..." Sebastian said, rubbing the back of his neck lightly. Blaine was a little shocked by how out of character Sebastian was being. The Sebastian who, just over a month ago, threw a tainted slushy in his face, making him have to have surgery. Even though Sebastian seemed to mature since the last time they spoke, it was still strange to see him not being an ass.
"Just take your time."
"Let's just say we have a problem."
Blaine frowned in confusion. "About what?"
"I think that I might...like someone, alright? Like want to date this person who I like-who I might like..I need to know how to stop that...that feeling."
Blaine looked at Sebastian bewildered at the huge deal he was making out of a crush. "I don't see the big deal. You wanted to date me."
"No, I wanted to fuck you."
Blaine frowned. "You're such a gentlemen." He said sarcastically.
"I always am." Sebastian replied just as sarcastically.
"Either way, I don't see the problem."
"Of course you wouldn't." Sebastian said, sighing loudly in frustration. "You don't get it. I don't date guys. I fuck them then go on to the next. I don't get tied down with some...some relationship! I hump and dump them. Simple as that." Sebastian sounded almost horrified as he said the word 'relationship'. As if being in a relationship was literally the worst thing in the world.
"Hump and dump? Seriously?"
"It's what I do."
Blaine sighed deeply before shaking his head. "You're such a slut."
"If the shoe fits..." Sebastian said with a Cheshire grin plastered on his face.
"Whatever. So, who is this mystery man that has suddenly made you change your ways?"
Sebastian frowned. "I never said I was going to change. In fact, I do believe I said that I wanted to know how to make it stop."
"Why? Change can be good."
"It can also be catastrophic. Why change something that works?"
Blaine frowned. "Because you will never find love that way Sebastian. I've seen guys like you before. If there is someone, anyone in the world who can make you feel this way, even if you aren't one-hundred percent sure, you should go for it."
Sebastian frowned, thinking about what Blaine had just said. He didn't say anything.
"Wow." Blaine said, a little shocked.
"What?" Sebastian asked.
"I've never seen you at a loss for words. You always have some sort of snide, annoying remark."
Sebastian smirked slightly. "Just give me a minute, I'll think of something."
Blaine laughed slightly. "So, are you going to tell me who this guy is or not?"
"I wasn't planning on it."
"That's fine. But if you feel like sharing, you know my number."
Sebastian laughed bitterly. "It's eating you up on the inside isn't it?"
"I need to know more then I need to breathe."
Sebastian sighed. "And you wont tell anyone? Anyone. As in not even your little boyfriend."
"Of course I wouldn't. Your secrets safe with me."
"Oh God, I can't believe I'm about to say this." Sebastian said, more to himself than Blaine. "It's-Kurt?"
"What!" Blaine said, completely taken aback. "You're in love with Kurt!" Blaine practically yelled, earning all eyes to go on him.
"What? No!" Sebastian said, frustrated. "Kurt's here." He said, pointing to Kurt who was walking over towards them.
"Hi Blaine." Kurt said, leaning down to give his boyfriend a quick peck on the lips. He looked over at Sebastian. "Hi."
"Hello Kurt, I almost didn't recognize you in actual boys clothes." Sebastian smirked.
"And I almost didn't recognize you because you aren't at the Lima Bean. That good old craigslist smell and meerkat face made me recognize you though. Good thing, huh." Kurt said, giving the taller boy an obviously fake smile.
Blaine sighed and put his hand up to his face. "I thought you two were done with all the snide remarks after what all when down before Regionals."
"Old habits die hard." Sebastian said. Kurt nodded and sat down beside Blaine.
"So, what are we talking about?" Kurt asked.
Sebastian shot a warning glare at Blaine before saying. "Nothing."
"Oh really?" Kurt said, obviously not believing the taller boy.
"It's really nothing." Blaine said, reassuring his boyfriend.
Kurt decided to drop the subject. "Alright then."
"Blaine was just telling me about Nationals." Sebastian said, lying.
"Oh?" Kurt said, sounding a little disappointed in the change of subject. He loved gossip and he knew Sebastian always had some.
"So, what songs will you be singing?" Sebastian asked, trying to steer clear of his and Blaine's previous conversation as much as possible.
Kurt frowned. "Remember what happened last time we told our competition our song ideas?"
Sebastian smirked. "Ahh, but I'm not your competition anymore, remember? The Warblers lost."
Kurt smiled. "We did in fact win. Either way, we haven't decided on anything yet anyway. Speaking of the Warblers, shouldn't you be at practice soon?"
"And wasn't football practice like an hour ago?" Blaine added.
Sebastian shrugged. "Yes and yes."
Blaine frowned. "I'm not sure about football but the Warblers are very strict on being tardy...and showing up all together. I'd suggest you go."
"Honestly, I'm surprised you haven't been kicked off yet." Kurt said, taking a sip of his water.
"If Wes hadn't transfered schools he would have." Blaine said to Kurt.
"Well, he isn't here so I'm fine." Sebastian said before adding. "Though, I should be on my way. I have better things to do and I really wish you two would go be a couple somewhere else."
"No, you wish we wouldn't be a couple at all." Kurt said, frowning.
"Nah, that ship has sailed." Sebastian said, wrinkling his nose slightly. A moment later he got up and headed towards the door.
"What was up with that?" Kurt asked Blaine.
Blaine shrugged. "Sebastian and I had a rather...interesting conversation."
"Oh?" Kurt said, beginning to become interested.
"Yeah."
"Don't you think he and Dave would make a good couple?" Kurt said, more talking aloud then to Blaine.
Blaine seemed a little taken aback by Kurt's words before nodding. "Yes, but the two of them are way too stubborn to actually admit that they have feelings for each other." Blaine replied. "If they both did, of course." He added quickly.
"Hmmm." Kurt said.
"I know that look. You're going to do something about it, aren't you?"
"Of course I am. They're perfect for each other!"
Blaine sighed. "Kurt...leave them be. It's their lives. If they want to spend it denying their obvious attraction to each other then let them."
"You don't understand. I'm his Blaine. He needs me to do things like this."
"His 'Blaine'?"
"I'm like a mentor to him."
"Oh."
Sebastian sighed when he got back to Dalton. It was around eight thirty and Warbler practice had begun at seven. He had also missed Dalton's very strict curfew of six by over two hours. It wasn't like he actually cared though. He casually strolled in, not giving a damn if anyone noticed him coming in late. Luckily he found himself all alone in the lobby. "Might as well go see what they're doing." He said to himself as he made his way to the music hall. A few minutes later he opened the door and walked in. Thad glared daggers at him while David just shot him an annoyed look.
"You're late!" Thad yelled, angrily.
Sebastian frowned slightly. "I'm late, not deaf."
Thad opened his mouth to yell at him some more but David cut him off. "Sebastian, sit down, please." David said, motioning at all the empty spaces. Sebastian took the closest seat to him.
"I didn't think you'd show." Lucas, the boy he sat beside said, not bothering to look up at the older boy.
"I probably shouldn't have." Sebastian replied, ruffling the freshman's raven hair. Lucas glared up at the boy, ice blue eyes were hidden behind his thick glasses.
"Do you have to always do that?" Sebastian just smirked at the boy.
"Alright, I think we've discussed everything on the agenda for the night." David said, fixing his papers. "So lets preform one last piece before we leave." David and Thad both stood. "Shall we?"
Thad popped a cd in the the cd player and a few short moments later music began playing. The Warblers stood and began dancing shortly after.
Oh, yeah
Oh!
The song began with Nick and Jeff taking over the lead. The rest of the Warblers provided back ground vocals.
Just shoot for the stars
If it feels right
And aim for my heart
If you feel like
And take me away and make it OK
I swear I'll behave
Jeff was on one side of the room while Nick was on the other. Nick jumped on a couch while Jeff was dancing on the floor. A moment later Jeff was on top of the council's table.
You wanted control
So we waited
I put on a show
Now I make it
You say I'm a kid
My ego is big
Nick begun walking towards the middle of the room. Jeff followed Nick's actions not even a moment later.
I don't give a shit
And it goes like this
Nick and Jeff were now only about a foot apart and facing each other while they sung. Nick was walking backwards while Jeff followed him around the room. The rest of the Warblers parted so there was a path for Nick to walk. Within a few steps the two were out of the room. The other Warblers followed.
Take me by the tongue
And I'll know you
Kiss me 'til you're drunk
And I'll show you
A couple of classes had come out into the hall to watch the performance. They began swaying and cheering on the other Warblers. Nick and Jeff had separated and were halfway across the hall, leading the rest of the Warblers. They all began dancing in sync with each other.
All the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
I don't need to try to control you
Look into my eyes and I'll own you
With them moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
Nick and Jeff continued to dance on the other sides of the hall while the rest of the Warblers began filling in the gap between them. They all danced in sync as Nick and Jeff lead the group a little further down the wide hallway.
Maybe it's hard
When you feel like you're broken and scarred
Nothing feels right
But when you're with me
I'll make you believe
That I've got the key
Oh
So get in the car
We can ride it
Wherever you want
Get inside it
And you want to steer
But I'm shifting gears
I'll take it from here (Oh! Yeah yeah!)
And it goes like this (Uh)
Nick and Jeff were back at each other's sides, dancing. They soon began to dance back into the music room. A few moments later they were all back in the rehearsal room. The Warblers, minus Nick and Jeff, all formed a semi-circle while the other two went into the middle and begun dancing together.
Take me by the tongue
And I'll know you (Uh)
Kiss me 'til you're drunk
And I'll show you
All the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
Nick and Jeff moved out of the middle of the semi-circle to make room for David who began doing a back flip. David then made way for Sebastian who did a body roll before leaving the circle to let Nick and Jeff back in the middle.
I don't need to try to control you (Oh, yeah)
Look into my eyes and I'll own you
With them moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger (Yeah yeah)
I've got the moves like Jagger
You wanna know how to make me smile
Jeff took over the Christina vocals, earning a small chuckle from a few of the Warblers, mainly Dave.
Take control, own me just for the night
And if I share my secret
You're gonna have to keep it
Nobody else can see this
So watch and learn
I won't show you twice
Head to toe, oooh baby rub me right
But if I share my secret
You're gonna have to keep it
Nobody else can see this (Ay! Ay! Ay! Aaay!)
The two were dancing in circles again, facing each other. The rest of the Warblers had separated from their semi-circle and had spread out around the room.
And it goes like this
Take me by the tongue (Take me by the tongue)
And I'll know you
Kiss me 'til you're drunk
And I'll show you (Yeah yeah yeah!)
The two began to inch closer to each other as they danced. Nick walking backwards to face Jeff. A couple of students were at the doorway listening in and clapping along with the rest of the Warblers, cheering them on. Dave couldn't help but notice just how popular the Warblers seemed to be. He knew from earlier in the week that the Warblers were considered 'cool' but for some reason he just couldn't get used to the idea of show choir actually being cool. He was still used to the ways of McKinley where if you liked singing and dancing it made you incredibly unpopular. Especially if you were a guy, and this was an entire group of them!
All the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
(Oh, yeah)
Nick and Jeff began to get closer as they danced.
I don't need to try to control you
And closer.
Look into my eyes and I'll own you
And closer.
With them moves like Jagger
And closer.
I've got the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
The song ended and the two suddenly realized just how close they were. The two's faces were only about an inch apart. Nick shot his face away as it began to turn a beat red and Jeff just gave his usual innocent laugh. None of the other Warblers, except Dave, seemed to notice anything strange. They were all used to the way the two acted towards each other. The way they were always together, attached at the hip practically. Dave was actually a little shocked by the two. He knew that Nick and Jeff were close, they were best friends. But the two were both straight, at least that's what they were saying.
Jeff smiled. "That was fun! I love that song!"
Nick smiled back, looking slightly nervous. "Y-yeah..." His face began to slowly go back to normal. Dave looked around at the other Warblers, not even Sebastian, who seemed to notice everything, even saw the look on Nick's face. Dave frowned.
"Alright. Good rehearsal everyone. We meet again tomorrow...and I hope that everyone will be attending." Thad said, shooting a glare at Sebastian. Sebastian just smirked back.
The Warblers departed the rehearsal room then. "C'mon Nicky, let's go." Jeff said, giving the brunet a wide smile. Nick just nodded and followed the blond.
"He sure is a happy one." Sebastian said, appearing next to Dave almost out of nowhere.
Dave jumped slightly. "Y-yeah..."
"C'mon." Sebastian said. Dave nodded and followed.
"So," Dave began, "Are you ever at Warbler practice on time?"
Sebastian shrugged. "Not really. I get there when I get there."
"And they still let you stay?"
"Of course they do. I'm the best singer in the group."
Dave rolled his eyes. "And there is the Sebastian I'm used to..."
Sebastian laughed bitterly. "I'm a very honest person, what can I say? So, are you excited for tomorrow?"
"What's tomorrow?" Dave asked, confused.
"Friday...You're first day of class...You aren't very bright, are you?"
Dave frowned. "Whatever...and actually yeah, I did forget..."
"Then I assume you also forgot that you're leading the Warblers in a song tomorrow as well."
Dave's eyes widened. "Shit! I completely forgot! Fuck...What am I supposed to sing?"
"Anything you'd like." Sebastian paused for a moment.
"Great." Dave said sarcastically. "That just makes it harder."
Sebastian didn't reply automatically. He thought it over for a few moments before finally speaking. "Bobby Darin."
"What?" Dave said, confused. "Is that a student here or something?"
Sebastian looked at Dave as if he said the most ridiculous thing in the world. "No. Not at all. He's a singer."
"Oh..." Dave said, slightly embarrassed. "What about him?"
"Sing something by him. Jesus, do you want me to sing the damn song for you too?" Sebastian said, becoming slightly annoyed by Dave's lack of musical knowledge.
Dave frowned. "Sorry. God."
Sebastian rolled his eyes. "You really have no clue what you're going to sing are you?"
"...No..." Dave said, stubbornly.
"Come to the rehearsal room an hour early and we'll find you something. We have some old Darin records in there and you can choose it then."
"Records? Oh God, this guy is old."
Sebastian huffed defensively. "He's a legend."
Dave smirked slightly as he noticed the defensive tone in Sebastian's voice. "So you like this guys music?"
Sebastian scoffed. "Like I said, he's a legend. He only lived to be thirty-seven and was able to become one of the best jazz singers of all time."
Dave laughed slightly. "Wow. Someone's obsessed." He teased.
Sebastian laughed lightly. "Whatever." He said as he lightly pushed Dave's shoulder.
Dave laughed and pushed Sebastian back. Dave couldn't help but smile slightly to himself as he noticed how Sebastian began to lighten up to him. It felt...nice. He didn't really understand why it felt so good to have someone like Sebastian lighten up to him. Maybe it was because it was Sebastian, the coldest person he's ever met. Which was saying something since he knew some pretty damn horrible douche bags. The two walked in silence the rest of the way. But the silence was different than what they were used to. It wasn't awkward at all, it was more content, friendly silence. Both knew it.
A few minutes later the two were in front of Dave's door and the silence had gone back to being an awkward one. Dave put his hand on the back of his neck and faced the taller boy, suddenly realized that he was feeling nervous. Dave looked up at Sebastian who was also looking at him. The two made eye contact for what was probably only two seconds before they both looked away. "So, I guess I'll see you tomorrow..." Dave said, thankful that his words actually made sense and weren't just a jumble mass of random adjectives, nouns, and verbs.
"So it is." Sebastian said, eyebrows raising slightly. The two were still looking away from each other. Another few moments of silence went by before Sebastian spoke again. "So I'll be seeing you." He said before quickly walking away.
"Yeah..." Dave said, more to himself. He sighed loudly in annoyance at himself before walking into his room. Trent was already there.
"Hi." Trent said smiling.
"Hi." Dave replied before slumping on his bed with a soft thud.
Trent laughed. "Long day?"
"Sorta."
"Well, I'm about to head out. Isaac and I have a science project to finish." Trent said, getting up from his desk and grabbing his bag.
"Isaac?"
Trent laughed lightly to himself. "He's a warbler."
"Oh..."
"You'll learn everyone's names soon enough. Don't worry."
"Yeah." Dave replied simply before putting his face back on his pillow.
"Well, I'm off. Bye."
"Bye." Dave said, not bothering to look up from his pillow. He heard the soft clicking of the door and just like that Trent was gone. A few short minutes later Dave was fast asleep.
The next morning Dave woke up to the sound of his alarm blazing in his ear. He hit the button and groaned before getting out of his bed. He let out a long yawn before looking up and seeing Trent doing a last minute check in the mirror.
"Oh, good morning." Trent said, noticing that Dave was awake.
"Morning." Dave said through a yawn.
"I have an early class so I'm about to head out, alright?"
"Yeah."
"You'll be able to find your way to class by yourself, right?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine."
Trent smiled. "Good. Then I'll see you later." Trent waved slightly at Dave before he left the room.
Dave yawned once more before heading to the shower. About twenty minutes later Dave was dressed and ready to go. He looked in the mirror and nervously fumbled with his tie. He checked himself over in the mirror, feeling strange in the uniform. He grabbed his bag quickly and checked the clock. 8 a.m. He still had forty minutes until his first class so he decided to go down to the cafeteria and grab some breakfast. About seven minutes later Dave had made his way to the cafeteria. He grabbed himself a plate of eggs before turning around and realizing that he knew none of the people in the room. He awkwardly stood, looking for an empty table to sit at before he saw a flash of bright yellow hair. The yellow hair turned slightly, noticed Dave, and began waving his arms frantically.
"Dave! Over here!" Jeff yelled, somehow managing to be louder then everyone in the cafeteria. Dave laughed lightly at the blond's enthusiasm at such an early hour and made his way over to the group. The closer he got the more he began to notice the people sitting at the table. Though he couldn't remember their names he noticed that they were all Warblers. "Hi Dave!" Jeff said, happily. "Sit with us!" Jeff scooted a little closer to Nick, making more room for Dave to sit down.
"Hi." He said as he sat down.
"So are you excited to go to class today?" Jeff asked.
"I guess." Dave said, shrugging.
"Let me see your schedule." Jeff said, extending his hands, ready to grab Dave's paper.
Dave reached in his pockets and handed the blond a small, folded up piece of paper. The blond quickly took it and Nick and Jeff glanced over the paper quickly before the two smiled broadly. "We have Anatomy together."
"Oh? Any other classes."
"Umm, well there's Warbler practice...and you and Nicky have football but aside from that then no. We're both Juniors."
"Oh." Dave said simply before going back to his breakfast.
"Let me see it." David said, taking the paper from Jeff. He gave it a once over before speaking. "We have Trig together." He said simply. "And your first period is right down the hall from mine. I can show you where it is."
"Thanks." Dave said. David then passed the paper around. The paper continued to go around until it had made a complete circle, ending with Dave. A few of the other Warblers had some classes with Dave, or at least were down the hall from his and could show him how to get there. Luckily for him, there seemed to be a Warbler for every class of Dave's.
The rest of breakfast was spent with random chatter about different subjects until about ten minutes until Dave's class started. By that time most of the Warblers had already left to go to class, all except Dave, David, Nick, and Jeff. "Alright, Dave, are you ready?" David asked, standing up.
"Yeah." Dave stood up and the two left, leaving Nick and Jeff alone.
"So, have you decided what song you're going to sing today for Warblers rehearsal?" David asked, trying to start a conversation.
"Uh, well...not really. Sebastian said that he'd help me find something later today though."
"Oh?" David said, eyebrows raising slightly.
"What?" Dave asked, noticing the tone in the others voice.
"Nothing." David replied. "It's just interesting."
"What is?"
"It's just interesting...it sounds like he's almost trying to be nice..."
Dave scrunched his nose slightly. "That does sound weird."
"Yeah, Sebastian is...well, he can be a lot to handle."
"Yeah, he can."
"You'll get used to it."
Dave laughed bitterly. "Everyone keeps saying that to me."
"It's true though."
Dave sighed. "I hope." He said under his breath just soft enough for the other not to hear.
"Don't worry so much." David said, patting the other on the back. "You'll fit in soon enough." Dave looked up at David who was smiling.
"Yeah." Dave said, beginning to believe him. The two continued their small chat for a few more minutes until they reached Dave's class.
"And I will see you at Warbler rehearsal. Have fun with Sebastian today." David said laughing. He was gone before Dave was able to say anything. Dave sighed and just walked into his class.
The day seemed to drag on forever for Dave. Every one of his classes he had to go through the whole 'awkward introduction for the new kid' thing. In-between all his classes he met up with one or two of the Warblers, having small talk with each of them. He felt beyond relived when it was time to meet up with Sebastian to discuss his song choice. He then realized just what he was going to do and begun feeling uneasy. He made his way to the music room but found himself standing outside the room listening to someone play the piano. The door was cracked open slightly and Dave pocked his eye through the crack and felt a little shocked to see it was Sebastian playing the piano. The music seemed to flow through Sebastian's entire body and exit through his fingers. Dave wanted to do nothing more than stand outside the door and listen to Sebastian play the piano. A few minutes passed with Dave standing outside listening to Sebastian play before the taller boy abruptly quit.
"Are you going to stand there forever?" Sebastian asked not turning around. Dave stiffened but didn't say anything. "Get in here." He said, turning around. Dave opened the door after another moment and walked in. "You know it's rude to spy."
Dave frowned. "It isn't spying if you knew I was there all along."
"But it is if you didn't know I knew." Sebastian said with a smirk.
Dave frowned, realizing that he was right. "So what am I singing?" Dave asked, trying to change the subject.
Sebastian turned back to the piano and picked up a record that was laying on the piano. "Like I said earlier, something by Bobby Darin. I was thinking 'Mack the Knife'. It's one of his classics." Sebastian then handed Dave the record who gave it a once over.
"I've never heard of any of these songs..."
Sebastian gaped slightly at Dave. "Seriously? You've never heard of 'Beyond the Sea'?"
Dave shook his head. "No."
"Maybe you should get out from under that rock you're obviously living under and listen to some actual music every once in a while."
Dave frowned. "Whatever. So 'Mack the Knife'?"
"Yeah, it's a really good song that I think will suit your voice."
"Oh?"
"Yeah. Judging by the way you sung Sinatra a few days ago I think that the song will go well with your voice."
"What do you mean?" Dave asked, confused.
"You really don't know much about music, do you?"
Dave's frown deepened. "I've never been in any form of band until now, okay?" He said a little defensively.
"First of all, this isn't band. This is show choir. If you wanted to be in band you'd want to talk to Jeff."
"What?"
"Jeff's in the band. Keep up...And either way we aren't talking about band or even Jeff for the matter. We're talking about you and Bobby Darin." Sebastian said as he became slightly annoyed at himself for drifting away from the subject at hand. Since I have to explain everything around you I mean the way you sung Sinatra was good. That lead me to believe that you are a decent jazz singer. Bobby Darin is an amazing jazz singer. Mack the Knife is a jazz song. A great jazz song...Do you understand now?"
"You know you don't have to talk down to me all the time."
"Of course I do." Sebastian said as he made his way over to the old record player in the corner of the room.
"I'm not some stupid child."
"I never called you a child." Sebastian said matter-o-factly.
Dave was beginning to become angry. "I'm serious. Stop treating me like I'm an idiot. Just because I don't know a bunch about music and shit."
Sebastian didn't reply but instead put the record on the player and moved the arm to the correct groove before placing the stylus down. A moment later the crisp sound of music filled the room. Sebastian made his way to Dave and handed him some sheet music. "Sing."
A few moments later Dave opened his mouth and began singing. The music ended after a few minutes and Dave looked up at Sebastian, nervously. He was a little surprised to see Sebastian not only staring at him but the taller boy also had a small smile on his face. He seemed almost dazed, it was obvious that the boys mind was else where. "What?" Dave asked.
Sebastian seemed to snap out of his daydream. "What?"
"...Did you even hear me sing?" Dave asked, frowning.
"Of course I did. I'm here aren't I?"
"I'm not so sure about that." Dave said, rolling his eyes.
Sebastian scoffed. "Whatever. Now do it again, from the top." Sebastian fixed the record player back to the beginning of the song and Dave sung it again. This went on two or three more times before Sebastian quit restarting the music. "I think it's good enough."
"Really?"
"Well considering the fact that any minute now the rest of the Warblers will be coming in, yeah, I think so." Sebastian replied.
"I hope." Dave said. To say that Dave was nervous was the biggest understatement of the century. The only other time he sung in front of anyone by himself was with Sebastian a few days ago. And now he was leading the group. A group of more experienced, very talented boys.
Sebastian seemed to notice Dave's nervousness. "Don't worry, you'll be fine." Sebastian gave Dave a small smile and Dave smiled back. It was still a little weird to Dave to see Sebastian smiling. Actually smiling. Even if it was just a small one. It was strange to see him with even an ounce of humanity, even though Dave had begun seeing small glimpses of it every once in a while. Sebastian placed his hand on Dave's shoulder lightly for a moment. Just then the door opened and Sebastian's hand was off of Dave and he was halfway across the room within a second.
"Hey guys." Jeff said, happily. Nick was right behind him.
"Hey." The brunet added.
"Hi." Dave said. Sebastian just nodded. "Where are all the other Warblers?" Dave asked.
"Oh, we left a little earlier then the others. They should be here in a minute or two though." Jeff explained.
"So are you excited for today?" Nick asked.
"I'm ready to just get this over." Dave replied.
Nick frowned slightly. "Hey, don't worry about it."
"Yeah, I'm sure you'll be fine." Jeff said, smiling.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah!" Jeff exclaimed.
"Hi guys." Trent said, walking in the door with Derek.
"Sup." Derek said, nodding. A few other Warblers followed shortly.
"Where is everyone?" Lucas asked, looking around the room.
"Practice hasn't started yet." Trent explained.
"Yeah, if you would actually show up earlier then five seconds before Warbler rehearsal started, you'd know." Derek said.
A couple of minutes passed and the rest of the Warblers were in the rehearsal room ready to get started.
"Alright, so I think we should start the meeting with our newest Warbler leading us in song." David said, motioning at Dave.
Dave swallowed deeply before standing up. Trent gave him an encouraging smile and Dave walked in the middle of the room.
"So Dave, what will you be singing?" Thad asked, looking up from his papers.
"Uhh 'Mack The Knife'." Dave said as he handed the record to Thad.
Thad nodded and plopped the record in the player, setting it up. "Bobby Darin. Classic."
The music played for a few seconds before Dave began singing. The rest of the Warblers hummed a counter-melody.
Oh, the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear
And it shows them pearly white
Just a jackknife has old MacHeath, babe
And he keeps it, ah, out of sight
Dave could feel himself a becoming more comfortable as he sang. He still felt a little awkward and couldn't take his eyes of the ground as he sang, for fear of messing up if he actually looked at the other Warblers while he sung.
Ya know when that shark bites with his teeth, babe
Scarlet billows start to spread
Fancy gloves, oh, wears old MacHeath, babe
So there's never, never a trace of red
Dave glanced up and saw Jeff smiling brightly at him. He looked back down but could feel a small smile form on his lips. He began feeling less nervous seeing as none of the Warblers were laughing at him. From what he could tell, they were all enjoying the performance. Though he couldn't tell since he wasn't looking.
Now on the sidewalk, huh, huh, whoo sunny morning, un huh
Lies a body just oozin' life, eek
And someone's sneakin' 'round the corner
Could that someone be Mack the Knife?
For a quick moment he felt a twinge of nervousness as he began thinking that maybe they were all silently mocking him. He glanced up once more to see a few Warblers that he couldn't remember the names to, bobbing their heads. A few were lightly swaying to the beat. They all seemed to be enjoying the song. Dave's smile, and confidence, grew a little.
There's a tugboat, huh, huh, down by the river don'tcha know
Where a cement bag's just a'drooppin' on down
Oh, that cement is just, it's there for the weight, dear
Five'll get ya ten old Macky's back in town
Now d'ja hear 'bout Louie Miller? He disappeared, babe
After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash
And now MacHeath spends just like a sailor
Could it be our boy's done somethin' rash?
Dave, feeling more confident, pulled his head up and kept it there for the first time since he begun singing. He smiled broadly as he sang, glancing at Trent who was smiling in approval. Jeff smiled broadly and Nick gave him a thumbs up.
Now Jenny Diver, ho, ho, yeah, Sukey Tawdry
Ooh, Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
Oh, the line forms on the right, babe
Now that Macky's back in town
Dave began swaying his body slightly with the beat and smiled broadly. He started walking around the room, leaving the spot that was stationary until now.
I said Jenny Diver, whoa, Sukey Tawdry
Look out to Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
Yes, that line forms on the right, babe
Now that Macky's back in town...
Look out, old Macky's back!
The song ended and the room erupted with cheers. Dave couldn't help but smile at the applause. It felt great to be able to sing in front of a bunch of other people and have them actually like it. He was still stuck in his ways of McKinley where singing and dancing were considered lame. "That was great Dave." Trent said happily.
Jeff jumped up and hugged Dave tightly. The older boy was taken back for a moment and stiffened slightly before relaxing and hugging the blond back lightly. "You killed it Dave!" Jeff said in his usual chipper tone.
Dave smiled. "Thanks." The clapping subsided after a few more moments and Thad began speaking. "Thank you Dave. You may all sit down now." He said with the slightest bit of a smile on his lips.
"Yes," David began, "Dave, you sang the song well. We look forward to adding your vocals to our group. Congratulations. Our newest Warbler has done us proud." The rest of the Warblers began clapping again, some people (Jeff), being more enthusiastic then others. The clapping slowly died down until there was one last person by the doorway clapping. David gasped. "Wes!" He ran to give his best friend a hug.
Wes smiled back. "Hello David, nice to see you as well."
"You're back?"
Wes' smile grew. "I'm back." The Warblers began cheering once more.
Dave looked at Trent with a confused look on his face. Trent nodded, noticing Dave and explained. "Wes was one of our council members last year. But before the year started he got cast in a show on Broadway and had to move to New York." Dave nodded. "He's also David's best friend and was one of the best singers the Warblers have ever had."
"So," Wes began, "Who is our newest Warbler?" Wes asked, walking over to Dave and shaking his hand. "Wes Montgomery. Pleasure to meet you."
Dave took his hand. "Dave Karofsky. You too."
Thad laughed. "Our newest Warbler? You left us for the big apple, remember?" Thad said jokingly.
Wes laughed. "What can I say, I missed you all too much...Oh." Wes said as he noticed Sebastian. "And who might you be? Also where is Blaine?"
All of the Warblers, aside from Dave and Sebastian, looked down at the ground. None of them wanted to tell Wes that Blaine had left Dalton. Sebastian spoke up. "Sebastian Smythe. And Blaine left."
Wes shook Sebastian's hand and looked at him confused. "Left?"
"He left us to be at McKinley." Sebastian replied. A hurt look flashed through everyone's faces for a moment. It lasted slightly longer in Wes' who was just hearing the news for the very first time.
Wes frowned. "And why did none of you inform me of this?" He said, taking his spot in the middle of the table.
None of the Warblers said anything. David cleared his throat after a few moments of awkward silence. "We uh...didn't think you'd be coming back...so we didn't want to tell you..." He said, rubbing the back of his neck.
Wes sighed and stuck his hand under the table. He fished around for a few moments before pulling out a wood gavel. He frowned and banged the gavel down hard. He then smiled and laughed lightly. "I've missed this thing." Everyone, aside from Dave and Sebastian who didn't understand, began laughing with Wes.
"And we've missed hearing it." David said, smiling broadly. "Well, I think we should end Warbler rehearsal a little early today."
Wes laughed. "You just want to spend more time with me don't you." He said, winking.
David laughed and hugged Wes. "Yeah. So we're adjourned. You can all leave now."
"Are they-" Dave began but was cut off by Trent.
"No. They're straight. They both have girlfriends even."
"Wow."
Trent laughed. "They consider themselves more like brothers actually." Dave just nodded.
"Hey I might actually be on time to hockey today." Jeff said, looking at his phone. "I guess I should get going then. Bye guys." Jeff said, waving.
"Shouldn't you guys get going too?" Trent asked. "I bet your coach would be happy to see the Warbler boys on time for once."
Nick nodded. "Yeah, you guys ready?" He asked as he looked at Dave and Sebastian.
"I have some other business to attend to." Sebastian said, walking away. "Go ahead without me."
Nick turned to Dave. "You ready then?"
"Yeah. Later Trent."
"Bye guys." Trent replied as Nick and Dave made their way to the football field.
"So, first day of football at Dalton. Are you excited?" Nick asked, cocking his head up slightly to look at the taller boy.
"I am actually. It feels like forever since I last played."
"That's what happens when you go a few days without playing, huh."
"Yeah." Dave said, feeling a little weird that he was talking to Nick but Jeff wasn't there. The two always seemed to be together.
"So are you adjusting well?"
Dave laughed lightly. "Everyone keeps asking me that."
"I guess we all just want to make sure you're fitting in and adjusting well..."
Dave stiffened slightly. He knew what Nick meant. "You mean you want to make sure I wont try to kill myself again."
Nick paled a little. "We...a lot of us have been bullied and harassed before...we all just care about you."
Dave looked at Nick a little confused. "What do you mean?"
"About how we care about you?"
"What? No!" Dave said, shaking his head. "I mean what do you mean a lot of you have been bullied?"
"I mean a lot of us have been harassed...That's why a lot of us are even at Dalton." Dave paused for a few minutes, almost hating himself for thinking the question he wanted to ask. There was an awkward silence for a few moments before Nick laughed lightly and began speaking again. "Go ahead, ask. It's alright, we're friends."
"Were...were you?"
"I was. Same with Jeff. We've known each other since first grade." Nick laughed. "I wouldn't share my juice box with him so he pushed me off the swing set during recess." Dave began laughing with Nick. "Anyway, when we were in junior high Jeff and I were...well we weren't the amazing, super cool, people that we are today." Dave laughed lightly before Nick continued his story. "Jeff was...Jeff was somehow even more dorkier then he is today. It was before he got contacts and had his braces taken off...Not to mention he was in the AV club and was obsessed with DDR. Put all that together and add in the fact that he was in the band and loved musicals and you have a recipe for being incredibly unpopular."
Dave gaped at Nick a little, surprised at how different Jeff was back then. "What about you?"
Nick laughed bitterly. "Me? I was even worse. I had a dorky hair cut that I thought was cool, I was overweight and had really bad acne. Basically if you imagine the biggest loser ever, it would have been me...I even created a Dungeons and Dragons club at school..."
"That's not so bad..." Dave said, trying to make Nick feel better.
"I was the only member."
"Oh..."
Nick laughed lightly. "Yeah. And, like Jeff, I loved musicals. We were so unpopular that we got thrown in dumpsters and our heads stuck in the toilet daily. The principal even took away our lockers because someone kept writing 'fag' on them...We didn't even have any other friends aside from each other."
"That sounds horrible."
"It worse worse for Jeff." Nick said, shrugging. "They tortured him..." Nick looked down, his face full of sadness. "The last straw was when a bunch of assholes held him down and..." Nick took a deep breath and paused. Dave could see tears beginning to form in the brunet's eyes. "They...they held him down and branded him."
Dave's eyes widened. "W-what?"
"They held him down...took a knife...and carved the word 'fag' into his chest...They branded him." Dave didn't say anything. He didn't know what to say. Hearing the story about what happened to Jeff made Dave feel even worse then before about bullying Kurt. Even though he would never go so far as to actually cut someone it still made him feel guilty. "He was miserable...We both were...Then in eighth grade we heard about Dalton and we decided that's where we wanted to go to high school...So, like I said, a lot of came here for the same reason you did and that's why we care. A lot of us know how it feels to come from a harsh environment and we know how it feels to be at a new school with all new people. That's why we keep asking. We just want to make sure you're alright."
Dave paused for a moment before replying. "Wow..."
"Wow?" Nick repeated, confused.
"It's just...I've never had people who cared so much..."
Nick smiled slightly. "Feels good, doesn't it?"
"Yeah...It does actually." Dave replied as the two made their way to the locker room. Before opening the door the two say a piece of paper that read 'Practice canceled for the day. Come back tomorrow.'
Nick frowned. "Seriously?"
"Just our luck, huh."
"Yeah...Well, do you want to head over to Jeff's hockey practice with me?" The practice room for the Hockey players was only about a minute walk from where the two were.
Dave laughed. "Sure...You two can't stay away from each other, can you?"
"Jeff and I are close."
"I've noticed." Dave said, laughing lightly.
"We've just kind of always been like that."
"You are very close."
"Yes we are." Nick said as he opened the door to the Hockey practice room. Dave instantly saw Jeff's bright yellow hair. The blond saw Nick and his face brightened instantly. Dave looked down at Nick and saw the look in his eyes. Jeff smiled broadly at Nick and waved his arms frantically.
"Hi Nicky!" The rest of the hockey players laughed at Jeff and Nick smiled brightly at Jeff and waved back. Dave couldn't help but smile a little at the two. It was beyond obvious that the two really cared about each other. Jeff skated over to the two. He almost didn't stop as he rolled straight into Nick's embrace. "Why are you here? What about football?"
Nick smiled brightly. "It was canceled so we figured we'd come and watch you."
"That's great!" Jeff said happily. "it's just roller hockey day though it wont be very interesting..."
"Yeah, why aren't you guys on the ice?" Nick said, finally letting go of the blond.
"The Zamboni's broken so coach wants us to use the ice rink as little as possible until it gets fixed. Someone's coming out later today to look at it though."
"Oh."
The hockey coach yelled something to Jeff who then had to turn his attention back to practice. "I gotta go. Bye Nicky. Bye Dave." Jeff said, just now noticing Dave standing there.
"Bye." The two said in unison. Nick and Dave walked over to the indoor bleachers and took their seats. Dave glanced down at Nick, noticing the look in his eye. Dave smiled slightly.
"So," Dave began, "How long?"
"How long?" Nick asked, not taking his eyes off the blond.
"How long have you been in love with Jeff?"
(A.N:/ I hope you enjoyed the chapter! :D I'm sorry that it took me so long to update but I hope this chapter was worth the wait. I know it isn't as Sebofsky/Smythofsky centric but I promise it will be soon! Of course I had to add Wes back in the mix and I wanted to give a little Niff background. :] I also want to thank everyone for the kind reviews! The songs used in this were "Moves like Jagger" (Because, let's face it, that should have been a Niff song and we all know it) by Maroon 5 and the second one was "Mack The Knife" by Bobby Darin. XOXO)
