~VioletCherry342~

Sebastian dropped his bag at the door as he came into the room, hopping up onto the table as he waited for the others. He could've wandered around aimlessly through Dalton's hallways until it was actually time for the Warblers to practice, but he didn't feel the urge. He really wasn't friends with anyone at this godforsaken school - more so...acquaintances, closer to some than others - so it's not like he could catch up to Nick or Jeff or anyone and hang out with them until four. It was good, in a way...no one could hurt him if he wasn't close with anyone.

And no one could go tattle on him if he snuck out at night to go let some jerk use him for the only thing he was good for, if he was alone in his two-person dorm room.

He sighed.

What a miserable life he held.

He shook his head and sat up, taking a quick walk around the room to make sure everything was in order, like he always did, and, like usual, he found everything was. He was bored, that was all. That was why he was straightening pillows just to fall down on them and stare at the ceiling. He had another forty minutes, that wasn't so terrible...he guessed...

"Cooper!" Came a voice from behind the closed door, and Sebastian narrowed his eyes. It was muffled, and therefore distorted, but that almost sounded like...

"Come on, Squirt," Came another voice, this one a little higher in pitch and much more playful than the other, which had sounded exasperated and almost scolding. "Just let me pretend I'm your age again- Let the old man dream."

"You are not old, Jesus fucking Christ- You're supposed to take me to my dorm and then get out!"

"Excuse you," Snapped the second voice, still happy as the doors burst open. Sebastian jumped up, too proud in himself to be seen by anyone just lounging there with one leg over the back of the couch and the other dangling off it, quickly straightening his blazer. "Who's the reason you're here, anyway? And I will have you know, the only time this lame ass choir won was when I was in it- Oh, hi there."

"Hello," Sebastian said, thankful he'd been noticed so he didn't have to listen to these two talk while oblivious to his present. "...Do I know you?"

The man smirked, looking out in the hallway at whomever he was with with an almost triumphant expression before turning a charming grin back to Sebastian. "No, no you don't, but you might recognize me from the Free Credit Rating Report dot Com commercials... Slash Savings."

"Oh dear sweet God," Came a small groan when the man sang the last two words.

"Oh, um...Yeah, that could be it," He said, shaking his head. "Not ringing any bells."

Which was a total lie. That commercial was on one hell of a lot. And on almost all of the channels Sebastian did watch. But he knew that voice, and he knew this mans name was Cooper Anderson...and Blaine was right outside. And for some reason, he wanted to side with Blaine, here.

Well, he knew the reason...but he didn't want to admit it to himself.

The man frowned. "Uh...oh. Right. Well, that's probably it. Considering I've never met you before now, so..."

Sebastian smirked. "Probably. Or it could be the resemblance." He leaned forward, watching Blaine's face contort into one of pure horror. "I know him."

"Sebastian," Blaine said, his cheeks burning red hot. "Um."

"OH!" Cooper cried as if he'd just made the worlds greatest discovery, clapping his hands together before pointing a finger at Sebastian. "Tell me, kid, do you own a red Porsche? A twenty-eleven, I think."

"Yes?" Sebastian asked. "Why, did you crash into it in the parking garage?"

Cooper laughed. "Nope, no. Cars fine...I think I just saw one pull out of my driveway last night." He crossed his arms and looked at Blaine, cocking a brow and smirking. Blaine glared at him before ducking his head, hugging a set of papers to his chest and picking at his suitcase worriedly.

"Going somewhere, Killer?" Sebastian asked, taking note of the two and a half bags Blaine had behind him.

"Um, I, er...I just, I-"

"Wow," said Cooper, laughing. He clapped a hand on Blaine's shoulder and continued, "Blainers here is transferring again. Poor baby, doesn't want to look at his ex drooling over some other guy for these few, short months until he's whisked away to New York...ah."

"He's not drooling over anyone, damn you, shut up," Blaine hissed, still looking at the floor as his face became the color of Sebastian's car. Cooper just continued smirking.

"Oh," Sebastian replied, his own lips turning up slightly. "That's great, I'm sure the others will be thrilled...All they do is talk about you."

Blaine glanced up and smiled a little. The bruise on his face was a little darker today. Sebastian assumed it would be getting lighter soon.

Good, he didn't need the reminder of KURT in his school.

"How cute, my brother is loved," He said, grinning snottily. Sebastian liked this guy.

"Your brother is pretty damn cool, Sexy," Sebastian said, smirking when Blaine huffed.

"No comment."

"I'm wounded," Cooper said, pouting at his brother sadly. Sebastian chuckled.

"So Blaine," He said, waiting until Blaine glanced up before continuing. "You gonna join the Warblers again?"

"...Um...Gonna?" He asked, sounded very confused. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, are you going..." He shrugged. "...to audition, or are you just going to be a student?"

"Audition?" Blaine gaped. "Sebastian, I thought I-"

"What?" He asked. "You thought you could just prance right back in?" He laughed.

"But...But aren't you in charge?" Blaine asked. "Don't... You know what I sound like, 'Bas, I just..."

"I know what you sound like in McKinley, and really, public schools make everything sound tacky..." He shuddered. "C'mon. What's one little song to prove you can stick with your old friends?"

Cooper nodded. "Stop gawking, Blaine, he does have a point."

Blaine swallowed but shrugged. "I-I guess I can..."

"Great," Sebastian said smoothly. "I can even pencil you in for today, if you want."

"Um...S-Sure," He stammered, swallowing and looking down. Sebastian made a note to ask what he'd been thinking this whole...encounter, later.

"Why don't we get your bags put away?" He offered, changing the subject abruptly. "We don't want to keep Cooper here all day, right?"

"God no," Blaine said quietly, getting a swift smack to the back of the head from Coop, who smirked when Blaine jumped. "Shut up, Squirt."

Sebastian laughed at the nickname, and the reaction, before he stepped around Blaine and picked up the duffle, throwing it over his shoulder. "What's your room number?"

"Oh, you don't have to-"

"Blaine, let the kid help," Cooper said, getting another glare from his younger brother. "Room 305."

"Huh," Sebastian said. "Funny."

"Why is that funny?" Blaine asked tiredly, dragging a bag along behind him while Cooper grabbed another.

"That's my dorm," Sebastian told them. "I was wondering if anyone would ever take that second bed."

Blaine and Luck are just not in the cards right now, are they? ;P Haha
Oh my GOD you guys I am so sorry it's been so long! :O The boys stopped talking to me. Every other ship was talking and starting but these two got all whiny and...and...I have no excuse really, but I really hope you guys are still out there? Somewhere? :( If so, drop a review, don't leave me hanging, pretty please? Wah.
Alrighty then, gotta go finish Kurtofsky week *headdesk* I am the slowest person ever...grr... Good day! :3