"Hey, Killer," Sebastian greeted as he strutted – actually strutted – into the choir room. Blaine glanced at him, nearly questioning his walk but deciding not to bother.
"Hey, Sebastian."
"Finally got rid of all the freaks, did you?" Blaine felt a flash of irritation, and Sam's words suddenly occurred to him.
"Sebastian… changing your mind… playing with your loyalty."
Blaine's annoyance rose even higher as Sebastian flashed him a charming smile.
"Actually, no, I didn't. If I did, then you wouldn't be here." Blaine saw a flash of hurt in Sebastian's eyes.
He couldn't actually care, could he? After all, Sebastian wasn't that kind of person.
As soon as Blaine noticed the hurt, it was gone, replaced, once again, by that infuriating smile. He stepped closer – uncomfortably close – to Blaine.
"Sexy," he said with an obvious wink. "I like boys who bite back." Before Blaine could respond, the other Warblers entered. He saw Trent raise an eyebrow at how close he and Sebastian were standing. Immediately, he flushed and took a step back, cursing his reaction even as it happened.
It had really implied that something had happened.
Blaine sat down and turned away from Sebastian as he sat next to him. Once again, he was very close, and Blaine could feel his hot breath on his ear.
He tried to ignore it the best he could.
"Playing hard to get, Killer?" Sebastian breathed. Blaine felt a shiver run down his back, and from Sebastian's chuckle, he knew that Sebastian had noticed it as well. "You'll be mine in the end, Blaine. That's a promise."
Blaine bit back an angry retort, knowing Sebastian would only twist anything he said. Honestly, Sebastian was the last person he wanted to deal with but having Sebastian's leg pressed up against him was not helping the matter.
Luckily, Blaine was saved from having to deal with Sebastian by Hunter speaking.
"As you all know, Sectionals are only a few days away. That means that we all need to be ready. Blaine, Trent, David? Have you managed to learn the routine?" Hunter asked mockingly, like he didn't think that it would have been possible.
Blaine knew better. He and Trent had perfected it – they were ready. David was extremely close. All he had to do was work on his consistency.
"We are," Trent said, sending a smirk at Hunter. Blaine had a feeling that Trent did not like Hunter. In fact, he was pretty sure considering Trent had told him that Hunter and Sebastian destroyed the Warblers and built their own twisted abominations.
Yeah, Trent wasn't a fan of them…
"Well, then," Hunter said, looking slightly shocked by Trent's confidence. "I guess we better run through it. Oh – and if you three mess up… you're out."
"Of course, Hunter," Blaine said, a bit coldly. "We're all ready."
"Then let's see it, Blaine Warbler."
Hunter walked into formation, and the others followed quickly. Blaine met Trent and David's eyes and nodded.
They could do this.
It's what they worked for.
The song began, and even though Blaine had heard it a million times, he was still shocked by the audacity of singing a song about blow jobs of all things.
What had happened to the Warblers?
Blaine fell into the choreography easily – there had never been a dance that he's practiced more. A glance at Trent and David showed that they, too, were completing it easily.
Blaine smiled slightly. He was so proud of them.
Hunter finished the first song, and Blaine prepared himself. For a moment, he thought about how far he had come. He wasn't even breathing heavily. In the beginning, he could hardly sing because of how out of breath he was.
Beginning the song, Blaine began to get into it, but he didn't stray from Hunter's choreography at all.
He didn't dare. After all, this wasn't the New Directions.
Blaine saw Trent and knew that he was doing well.
Blaine bumped shoulders with Cameron, noticing how the other boy towered over him. He was used to having people taller than him, but the steroids had only accentuated that.
He looked ridiculously small next to some of them.
Blaine felt worry flood through him as they neared the one part of the song he dreaded.
It was nearly time for David to do the round-off layout step-out. He glanced behind himself, not breaking choreography, at the exactly right moment, seeing David land it, perfectly.
And yeah, it was lower than the others, but that didn't matter.
Because it was still as impressive as hell.
Blaine smiled even wider.
They had done it. He, Trent, and David had learned the choreography – without the drugs.
That was amazing. There had been moments where he hadn't thought they would pull it off, but as the song ended, Blaine knew that they had.
And, in a few days, they would prove it – by winning Sectionals.
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Kurt sat, taking deep, calming breaths as he waited for the plane to begin going down the runway. Suddenly nervous, he turned to Rachel.
"Rachel? What if Blaine hates me?"
"Kurt?" Rachel asked, looking a bit confused. "Why on Earth would Blaine hate you?"
"I don't know!" he exclaimed, making a few people look across the row at him. He got a bit quieter. "I feel like I won't even know him anymore!"
"Kurt, he's the same Blaine that came to New York a bit ago."
"No!" Kurt cried out. "He's not! He's changed! Like completely!"
"He really hasn't, Kurt," Rachel said, rolling her eyes. "Just think of him as the old Blaine. After all, nothing big could change in that little of time."
"But it has, Rachel!" Kurt protested. "He went back to Dalton! He's probably dating Sebastian… Oh my god! What do I do if he's dating Sebastian?"
"Kurt!" Rachel shouted, drawing even more eyes to them. "He won't be dating Sebastian! Blaine has better standards than that."
"I don't know about that, Rachel…"
"Why not?" Rachel said, frustrated and almost growling the words.
"…He went on a date with you once…"
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As soon as the New Directions all piled in – rather unsafely – into one car, they began talking about Blaine.
"He was so mean at first," Tina said, sounding a bit shocked.
"Yeah," Ryder added. "I've never heard Blaine sound that cold." Finn grunted, agreeing.
"It was fake," Unique said. "All of it. You saw how he broke down." Sam nodded.
"And that's why we needed to talk to him. He broke down to us after only a few minutes. How quickly would he have broken on the steroids issue?" The whole group groaned as the steroids were brought up.
"I can't believe the Warblers are cheating, and we aren't doing anything about it," Artie said.
"We can't do anything," Finn said almost immediately. "Unintentional as it is, the fact that three of their members are clean will mean that they can easily prove their innocence."
"Yeah," Kitty added. "Other than a confession – which we won't get, then nothing can prove it."
"We can't even accuse them," Jake added. "The Warblers are one of the most respected show choirs in the country. There's honestly nothing we can do."
"We're going to lose at Sectionals," Tina stated.
"Hey, Tina!" Finn exclaimed. "We are not going to lose. After all, Blaine and the other two Warblers are doing the same stuff as the ones that took steroids."
"Not to mention practicing nonstop," Marley added.
"We aren't going to give up, guys," Finn said. "We can do this. And we will. Let's show Dalton that we don't need drugs to do well."
The group nodded and agreed.
It was not over yet.
They wouldn't let it be.
Tina frowned as she pulled her phone out her pocket. She had just received a text. Of course, that in itself wasn't strange, but it was a bit weird that it was from Blaine.
After all, he'd seemed like he wasn't really planning on being on friendly terms with all of the New Directions. If anything, she'd thought he would befriend the members that hadn't known Kurt. Not that she was complaining, of course.
She checked to make sure no one was looking over her shoulder before opening it.
"Keep an eye on Marley for me, okay? She looks too thin. Has she been eating? - Blaine"
Tina smiled, no matter what Blaine had said in the beginning, he had always cared about the New Directions.
Then she frowned, looking sideways at Marley. She did seem really thin.
Something seemed wrong, and Tina Cohen-Chang was going to get to the bottom of it.
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Hey, guys! I hope you like this chapter! I thought it turned out pretty well! What did you think of Blaine's concern for Marley?
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