Sorry its been so long!

It was the third time Rachel slapped Sebastian's hand away from her radio that she giggled. Genuinely giggled, giggles that only got louder when Sebastian gave her a look that said she had finally lost it. "I'm sorry I just," Rachel sobered up a little with a small sad smile. "It's nice not having to feel like I need to walk on eggshells around you." She shrugged.

Sebastian rolled his eyes. "Great to know."

"I mean it! So… thank you." She sighed before finishing.

"Welcome." Sebastian drew out the word, looking a tad wearily at her. After another minute he spoke up again, almost causing Rachel to suddenly break.

"Excuse me, what?"

"I asked if you're disillusioning yourself in love with me." Sebastian repeated.

"Wow," Rachel said in disbelief. "You really are an egomaniac."

"Confidant." He corrected.

"Yeah," She scoffed though the grin fighting to make an appearance said otherwise. Because the way he was… she had once been like that too. Not caring what others said about her choices, just being her and being confident in who she was. She still had problems, especially ones that pertained to social interaction yet she had known who she was, goals she had, dreams she aspired to, and everyone else could insult her all they wanted, she knew who she was and just who she was going to be in order to get out of their forsaken town. But then she had joined Glee club and her every flaws were thrown at her like the slushies she's endured her whole high school. Her lack of social skills, friends, looks, appeal to the other sex. Then there was Finn, a little bit of an underachiever yet he was so kind, sweet and handsome.. And chose her over those like Quinn and Santana. Making her feel utterly special with his sweet smiles and gentle eyes. "I have Finn," She smiled ruefully.

Sebastian grimaced but nodded. "True enough. Not sure how that happened though. Either way, to return my own show of gratitude, I'll treat you to the best gelato in Ohio."

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Less than twenty minutes later, the two walked into Louigi's. "It's still nothing compared to Italy, mind you but one takes what they can get. " Sebastian said, opening the door for her.

"You don't know how relieved I am to hear you say that."

Sebastian gave her a look.

"I was beginning to think you were possessed."

"I have manners. They're just buried under competitiveness and narcissism."

"A true narcissist would never confess that." Rachel quipped.

"Of course but it's the best word I can find for my personality." Sebastian commented as he looked at the menu.

"Why do you paint yourself to look like the bad guy?" Rachel suddenly asked, looking up at him. Sebastian paused his browsing to look down and over at her. He blinked before opening his mouth yet nothing came out. His nose flared slightly as he looked at her, still looking at him stubbornly. "The girls are getting to you, aren't they?"

Rachel huffed though she had to admit, he was kinda right. But it wasn't what the girls said in adulation of their Prince Sebastian, it was the way he was with them. "Forget it," She shook her head. Wasn't enough that she was already seeing Sebastian secretly on the side, like as if he was some mistress she was keeping hidden. New Directions would skewer her on a pit like a pig, apple and all if she began to paint him as the misguided Prince Charming the girls made him out to be.

"Two Costagna's please." Sebastian called out, breaking Rachel from her musings.

"Huh?" She said, before wanting to slap herself for her less than intelligent reply. "Did you just," She huffed not believing that he had just ordered for her too. What was she? Some subservient female from the fifties?

"Yes," Sebastian merely glanced at her. "I've the one that's been here before and know what you need to try. So just relax and breathe through your mouth barbra, your nose is twitching."

Rachel gasped as her hands flew to her nose.

Sebastian just laughed.

Rachel grudgingly wouldn't admit it out loud but the gelato was freakin heaven on earth. And she was Jewish, so for her to say that, it was something. But she merely grumbled a thank you when Sebastian smugly told her you're welcome first.

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As Dalton rolled into view, Rachel wasn't sure how to feel. This was the first time her and Sebastian had just hung out, the two of them. And they had argued the whole time. About her shoes of all things. As if she didn't have enough from Kurt about her, everything else. Except her voice it seemed. Yet she wouldn't say she didn't have fun. Especially when Sebastian had taken her phone hostage and anonymously spammed Santana and Brittany a bunch of spam. Ranging from athlete's foot creams, to Greek literature that alluded to insane women.

"Good bye Berry." Sebastian winked as he sent one last spam of vagisil coupons to Santana.

"Bye…" Rachel whispered after him before turning her car back on leave. She out her phone on shuffle and was about to drive away when Sebastian came running back out.

"Drive!" He yelled getting back into the passenger seat.

"What?"

"Now!" He yelled watching the rear view mirror.

"But," Rachel said.

"Barbra, go!" He yelled even louder, causing her to floor the gas pedal.

As she drove out of Dalton, she glanced back to see a couple of figures, two being distinctly female watching them.

"What was that? Who were they?"

"My mother and ex- fiance."

"Wha wha, what?!"

"Her father's old fashioned, Duke and all so when he found out I took her virginity when we were fifteen, I was unexpectedly engaged against my will and my mother had no problems since she is a Duchess and all." Sebastian said glancing back, before letting out a breath as they were getting farther from Dalton. "This is why I dislike virgins, so many damn problems."

"Excuse me," Rachel piped up outraged.

"You're excused."

"But aren't you into guys?"

"Of course, they're my preferred gender but I don't actually discriminate. Now that would be idiotic." Sebastian scoffed. "You Americans and your labels."

"Wait so then you're…"

"I am?" Sebastian questioned.