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Chapter 3
Before Kurt could blink, the holidays were over, and the ND's had to return to Lima. He sighed. It was his senior year and he had to try to get the best grades so that he could get into NYADA. Currently, he was standing in front of the mirror of the Lima Bean's toilet, checking his hair. Suddenly, the faucet in front of him made a weird noise and started to spray water. Kurt instinctively threw his hands up to protect himself from the water. However, the drops never even made contact with Kurt's body. The boy gaped. The water drops were floating in the air. Kurt moved his hands to the right and so did the drops. He moved his hands to the left and the water drops followed suit. Carefully, Kurt directed the drops to the sink and then dropped his hands. The drops fell in. The blue-eyed boy stared at his hands. Did he have another power? He shook his head. He would worry about that later. Outside, Blaine was waiting for him with his coffee. Kurt didn't want to let Blaine wait for him any longer. So he did one last check, left the toilet- and saw Blaine talking to a tall, brown-haired boy with a Dalton uniform. Kurt frowned. He knew all of Blaine's friends from Dalton, but he had never seen that boy. Kurt approached the duo and sat down next to Blaine. "Kurt, there you are!", Blaine said happily. "Sebastian, this is Kurt, my best friend. Kurt, this is Sebastian Smythe. He attends Dalton Academy now. I met him when I invited the Warblers to our performance of West Side Story", Blaine introduced the two boys to each other. Sebastian smirked. "So you are the infamous Kurt Hummel. Blaine couldn't stop talking about you", he said. Kurt smiled tightly. He didn't like the way Sebastian was looking at Blaine. "Is that so?", he asked in a slightly harsh tone. Sebastian continued smirking but threw Kurt a hostile glance. Blaine, completely oblivious to the tense atmosphere between his acquaintance and his friend, got up. "Well, I have to get another package of cinnamon for my medium-drip. I will be right back", he excused himself. As he walked away, Kurt's smile disappeared. "Just for the record: I don't like you.", he said icily. Sebastian's stupid smirk made Kurt's blood boil. "As you can imagine, this feeling is mutual, Gay Face", the other boy answered. "I don't like your stupid meerkat face nor the way you look at Blaine. And will you stop smirking like that for god's sake!", Kurt snapped. Sebastian's facial expression remained unchanged, much to Kurt's annoyance. "As far as I know, you are only Blaine's friend. There must be a reason why, right? The New Directions, that pathetic bunch of misfits, are nothing more than a joke and so are you. Someone like Blaine is not good enough for you or that excuse of a glee club, but that's okay. I will have wrapped him around my finger before you can say Lima Bean", he smirked. Kurt glared at him. "Don't even think about it!", he snapped. Sebastian laughed evilly. "Oh, Gay Face. Too late. When I saw him at Dalton, I knew I wanted him. You don't want to know what I want to do with that sexy ass of-" "Oh dear god!", Kurt screeched. "You disgust me, Smythe. You really need help", he said, visibly fuming. Sebastian smiled. "You are such a baby. But don't worry. Once Blaine is mine, I will convince him to search for other, more mature friends. Go back to kindergarten and play dress up with your barbie-dolls. That's where you belong.", he laughed, eyeing Kurt's outfit. All Kurt could do was glare. However, he didn't notice the frost which slowly crept up the cup Sebastian was holding in his hand. "Guys! What were you talking about?", Blaine, who just returned, asked them. "Nothing in particular. Just random stuff.", Sebastian said innocently. He got up. "I have to get going or I will be late for Lacrosse training. See you around!", he said and winked at Blaine. "Why is my Latte Macchiato so cold all of a sudden?", Sebastian frowned before he left. Blaine immediately looked over to Kurt. "Kurt, are you okay? You almost froze Sebastian's coffee to an ice block", he said, concerned. Kurt cocked his head to the side. "Did I?", he asked. Blaine nodded slowly. "The last time I lost control over my powers was when my brother ate the last chocolate bar. I almost burned down his script. Maybe our powers are linked to our emotions. We need to be really careful from now on", he frowned. Kurt nodded in agreement.
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