"Alright, everybody, Uptown Girl, from the top!" David announced, and everybody got ready to sing it.
The Warblers had Sectionals in five weeks, and with them still not having an official captain yet, David took it on himself to act as a makeshift captain until they could find someone who fit.
Sebastian obviously made it into the Warblers, it was a unanimous agreement. He was so excited about it, he even called his foster parents about it. Not that he told his twin brother, though.
Honestly, Sebastian almost never saw Barry anymore. It didn't really cross his mind at first, but after four weeks of not actually seeing his twin, he started to realise that Barry wasn't around. He tried looking for him, but then he had a longer Warbler practice, or an extra lacrosse practice, and he didn't have time to hunt down his brother.
Jeff would sometimes talk about how "quiet" or "weird" his room mate was, and Sebastian didn't remember that his roommate was Barry until it was too late, and he did nothing about it.
Besides, Barry was probably talking to Jeff about the man in yellow, because for some reason, he still believed in that.
He felt bad for Barry. Barry was the one who was dealing with the consequences of watching Henry murder his mother. He wished that it was that bastard who died, not his mom. Henry Allen tore their family apart.
Sebastian's thoughts were interrupted by the song finally started. Nick started singing the song, and Sebastian looked over at him from his spot on the piano. About three lines into the song, Sebastian looked over to the door to find an attractive - no, hot man about his age with a grey sweater-vest on and hair-gel in his hair.
It took Sebastian a moment to realise that this was the legendary Blaine Anderson.
He jumped off his perch on the piano to walk over to him, just as his line in the song came up.
They'll say I'm not so tough, just because, I'm in love, he sang, grabbing Blaine's arm and dragging him over to the group. He couldn't help but admire how good he fit in with the choreography.
They made their way into the hallway, where the group managed to successfully seduce the french teacher, whom Thad had a not-so-subtle crush on.
Eventually, they finished the song, Nick holding the last note out perfectly.
Blaine said something, and Trent replied back, but Sebastian couldn't get over how damn hot he was.
Blaine held out a bunch of tickets, and said that he reserved a block in the auditorium for his opening night of West Side Story.
Before anyone else could say anything, he said, "We'll be there. Once a Warbler, always a warbler, right?"
Everyone looked at Sebastian. Sure he was confident with himself, but there was something in his voice that wasn't usual for them to hear.
Blaine gave him a confused look, but appeared to shrug it off. Sebastian took this moment to introduce himself.
"Blaine Anderson," he said, holding his hand out. "Sebastian Smythe."
"Hey," Blaine said, grabbing Sebastian's hand. "Are you a freshman?" he asked.
Sebastian scoffed. "Do I look like a Freshman?" He asked, feigning offense.
Blaine gave him a look, but before he could say anything, Sebastian asked, "How about we get a coffee?"
Blaine agreed, and they went to the Dalton cafe, where Barry was also there, studying. He looked up for a split second, and saw Sebastian standing with Blaine. He got up to say hi, but Sebastian made a hand gesture that said he needed to go somewhere. A hurt look crossed Barry's face as he went to gather his stuff. He didn't even look at Sebastian as he left, which hurt Sebastian a little bit. He didn't have time to dwell on that, though, as they got to the front of the line and Blaine ordered his coffee.
"Go grab a seat, I'll be there in a sec," Sebastian said, as the barista went up to get his order.
About a minute later, Sebastian went to join Blaine. He was barely seated when he decided to start the conversation.
"So you're a legend at Dalton," Sebastian said. Blaine looked like he was about to say something, but Sebastian quickly continued. "Don't be modest. I was like, I don't know who this Blaine guy is, but apparently he's sex on a stick and sings like a dream, so, sucks that I missed him," he said. Blaine put up a hand to his forehead, as if he knew who said that, but didn't say anything. After a moment of silence, Sebastian said, "Ok. Since I'm working to recreate your mediocrecent, I need to ask. Why did you leave Dalton? Were you bored with all the preppy's around here? Or is it that you broke too many hearts to stay?"
That took Blaine by surprise. He let out a small laugh before saying, "It wasn't like that. Let's just say I miss Dalton everyday, but Mckinley is where my heart is now," he said.
Sebastian nodded, as if understanding, but let Blaine continue. "Dalton was like my home, my escape, but I feel like I needed to get out of my comfort zone for a bit," he explained.
Sebastian nodded. "It's nice here, I don't know why you'd want to leave. This place is better than any of the schools I attended before," He said. "And why you'd leave a group like the Warblers, there must be a good reason."
Blaine sighed. "My boyfriend asked me to transfer schools for him so his senior year could be everything he dreamed of, and I want to spend as much time with him as I can," he said, thinking of Kurt. Kurt would definitely not approve of Sebastian, but maybe he could get the two to meet.
"Sounds like a cheesy-ass fairytale," Sebastian said, before looking at his watch. "I have to go, lacrosse practice. But, could we meet again? I could really use some more insights from you, Blaine," he said. Blaine shook his head, but said, "Sure," nonetheless.
Sebastian nodded, and got up. He left Blaine at the table, assuming he knew the way out.
Blaine was cool and all, but he didn't seem like what the Warblers made him out to be, even if they did think of him as a god.
He had to hear Blaine sing. Here was no doubt about that. The guys said that Blaine's voice was the best they've had in years, and they were crushed when Blaine transferred.
He'd also have to talk to Barry; his twin seemed crushed when Sebastian told him to leave the cafe, especially when he was there first.
Practice went smoothly, and Sebastian kicked ass, as usual. He still needed to talk to Barry, though, so he got in and out of the locker room before making his way to Barry's dorm.
He knocked on the door, and to his surprise, Jeff opened it.
"Jeff Sterling? In his dorm during the daytime hours?" Sebastian teased, and Jeff blushed.
"I was just leaving," he said, and Sebastian shrugged a shoulder. "Good," he said, "I wasn't here to see you anyway. Is Barry here?" he asked.
Barry perked up from his spot on the bed. "Right here, Seb," he said, waving at him. Sebastian smiled.
He pushed Jeff out, ignoring Jeff's protests, and gently shut the door. "Hey," he said, smiling a genuine smile that only Barry ever saw.
"Hey," Barry said, but the way he said it sounded… sad.
"You ok?" Sebastian asked, moving to sit next to him as Barry made room for him to sit.
Barry gave him a fake smile. "Yea, I'm fine," he said, in a way that screamed I'm obviously not fine.
"Bartholomew, you are the worst liar I know. Will you tell me what's wrong?" he asked, and Barry glared at him.
"We've been in school for four weeks, almost five, and you haven't said a single word to me. Why do you suddenly care?" he asked.
Sebastian looked down, then at Barry. "I meant to talk to you, but with the Warblers, and lacrosse-"
"You could've come around during the night or a day off," Barry said, cutting him off.
"Haven't you made any friends?" Sebastian asked. Barry scoffed.
"Not all of us are as extroverted as you, Sebastian," he said coldly. "Plus, I'm pretty sure Jeff doesn't like me, just because I'm quiet."
Sebastian put his hand on Barry's shoulder. "How about you come with me to a Warblers rehearsal? Or sit with me at lunch? I noticed you haven't been eating with the rest of the school," he suggested. Barry shrugged.
"Are you sure you want your nerdy twin brother spreading his weirdness to your friends?" Barry asked, looking down.
Sebastian lifted his chin. "Barry, I don't give a shit about what they think about you. I don't want you to be alone anymore," he said, lowering his hand. He then nodded to the computer on Barry's desk. "Got Netflix on that? We could come back after dinner and have a movie night," Sebastian suggested.
Barry smiled. "Yea, sure," he said. He then looked at the clock, which read 6:00.
"Speaking of dinner, want to go down to the dining hall now?" Sebastian asked. Barry suddenly looked a little uncomfortable.
"You'll be fine, come on," Sebastian said, getting up and dragging Barry up with him.
Reluctantly, Barry followed, already dreading how awkward dinner was about to be.