The New Directions sat in the choir room in their usual seats, Rachel and Finn were sitting next to one another with her hand placed on his arm, linking him, she wore a red smock midi dress with a black belt around the middle and a pair of white knee high socks with black leather loafers with a gold buckle on top. Finn wore his usual denim jeans and a blue t-shirt with a pair of black and white converses.

"I have some ideas for Sectional's, Mr Schue," Rachel blurted out, "I was thinking that I would do a solo and Finn and I would sing and the rest of the New Directions would sing around us."

"Oh here we go again," Santana responds snidely, "It's the Rachel Berry show as per usual. I'm sorry, Mr Schue, but for a change can it not all be about Berry."

Rachel turns around in her chair to face Santana who sat in the back of the class next to Puck, she placed her hands on the back of the chair. "You're just jealous," Rachel shot at her, "Because I have an amazing voice and you would kill to have a voice like this."

"Actually," she replied bluntly, "I'm not jealous at all, you see, I can sing and I can also dance, unlike you and you're Frankenteen over there."

"Leave Finn outta this," Rachel hissed.

"Oh," she replied harshly, "But it's okay for you to mention him saying that we have to sing around the both of you." She holds her hand out in front of her and shook her finger at her, "No, no," she told her, "Everybody in this god damn class has a voice, everybody in this class should have a chance to actually sing, it's not the Rachel Berry and Finn Hudson group, it's the New Directions, which means that it's about all of us, not just the two of you."

"Santana's right," Quinn agreed and Rachel turned and face her who was sitting on the opposite side of the class, "It does seem to be about you two all of the time and I'm sick and tired of it."

"We all have great voices too," Mercedes pointed out, "I never thought I would see the day that I would agree with Santana but I am with this one. We do all have amazing voices otherwise we wouldn't be in the New Directions."

"Well," Santana says bluntly, "Everybody except Sugar but we all knew that anyways."

"Hey," Sugar responds with offence, "I take offence to that."

"You should," Santana told her, "Because I'm only telling the truth."

"Mr Schue," Rachel whines as she turns around to face the front of the class, placing her hand on her chest, "I feel like everybody is ganging up on me here, it's not my fault that I have the best voice in the class. Everybody has to work around me otherwise they won't be winning a Sectional's."

"Okay," Quinn spoke, "Where were you last year for the Sectional's? Oh that's right, you were suspended and the New Directions won without you, so I don't think that everything is about you and should revolve around you."

"True that," Artie agreed as he pointed up into the air.

"I'm afraid to say that I agree with them, Rachel," Mr Schuester told her, "We did win the Sectional's without you last year and yeah we did win Regional's with you, however, this is a group, we're supposed to be a family and we're not supposed to be selfish, which I hear from you all the time."

"Well, I'm sorry," Rachel responded, "I'm sorry if I'm looking out for my career and getting into Nyada, but that's just the way I am, and if you can't handle that then that's your own problem."

"And here comes the Rachel Berry show again," Santana remarked harshly. She leaned forward towards her, "Not everything is about you," she raised her voice, "Get over it."

All of the New Directions started to argue with one another as Mr Schuester stood by the piano and placed her hand on her forehead as he rubbed his temples with his thumbs. Blaine, Sebastian and Kurt walked down the school hallway but stopped in the tracks when they heard the shouting and screaming coming from the choir room.

"That doesn't sound good," Blaine pointed out.

"It's just another day in the New Directions," Kurt replied, "Must be Rachel making everything about her again."

"Oh man," Sebastian groaned, "I forgot that dwarf was in the New Directions. I don't know if I'll be able to cope with her."

"Wait," Kurt asked him, "Are you afraid of her and that her voice is amazing?"

"Sure," he short laughed, "Like that's the reason. No, the reason is I can't stand somebody making everything about themselves. I can't stand her whiny voice, it irritates me so much, it's like nails of a chalkboard."

"She's not that bad," Blaine replied, "Okay, she may make everything about herself and she always has to sing the solo's, and she is always the cause of all of the arguments but she's really not that bad when she loosens up."

"Sure," he replied sarcastically, "She sure sounds like a peach."

"I don't think that going in there now is a good idea," Kurt explained, "They're like wild animal's once they start, they'll pounce on you."

"That doesn't bother me," he told him, "I'll dealt with Rachel Berry before and I've dealt with Santana for a whole summer, I think I'll be able to handle it." He started to walk towards the door again when Blaine placed his hand on his chest stopping him from carrying on. Sebastian stopped in his tracks and glanced down at Blaine's hand on his chest and then turning his gaze towards Blaine.

"Kurt's right," he agreed, "I don't think that you going in there would be the best idea. They are like wild animals, they would tear you apart."

Kurt peered his head around the corner of the door to find Mr Schuester still standing there rubbing his forehead and his temples. "I have an idea," Kurt informed them, "You two stay right here and I'll bring Mr Schue to you. Because right now, he looks like he needs rescuing." Kurt skipped into the classroom with his head held high, he skipped up to Mr Schuester who was still rubbing his temples. "Mr Schue," Kurt asked him, "I need you to come outside for a moment please."

"Oh, Kurt," Mr Schuester replied, "That's the best thing that anybody has said today." Mr Schuester removed his hand from his forehead as they both turned on their heels and left through the classroom door without any of the New Direction's realising that they'd both left the room as they carried on arguing, screaming and shouting at one another. As he walked out of the classroom he looked up to find both Blaine and Sebastian standing there. He frowned at both of them with confusion. "What's going on?" He asked them all.

"This is Sebastian Smythe," Blaine informed Mr Schuester, "He's just transferred and he would love to be a part of the New Directions."

"I know you," Mr Schuester pointed out, "You're from the Dalton Academy Warbler's, aren't you?"

"I was," Sebastian nodded, "But I'm not anymore because I'm a student here now."

"He would really like to be a part of the New Directions," Blaine told Mr Schuester, "He was amazing with the Warbler's, he'll be a new addition to the New Directions, he can help us with the National's this year."

"Whoa, hold yourself there, Blaine," Mr Schuester replied, "We haven't even got passed the Sectional's yet, then we have the Regional's. National's are a while away. Don't be getting ahead of yourself here."

"Blaine's right though, Mr Schue," Kurt told him, "Every year we get passed Regional's but we never cross the line for National's. I mean, come on, last year we came 12th, we need somebody else who can help us finally cross that line and actually win the National's this year." Sebastian frowned at Kurt who was for once giving him a compliment. Kurt turned to face him and nodded, "Yeah," he told him, "That's right, I'm actually giving you a compliment there and I'm helping you out here."

"I don't know," Mr Schuester said, "I don't know how the rest of them are going to respond to this. I mean, you were our competition last year."

"But I was their competition the year before," Blaine informed him, "So was Kurt, even though he was friends with them beforehand, we were still competition with one another and they excepted me."

"I think what Mr Schuester is trying to say," Sebastian told him, "Is that they don't actually like me in there, because of the horrible things that I'd did to them, including both Rachel and Finn, however, I don't wanna be doing that anymore. I want to be in the New Directions because performing is my life and now that I'm not in the Warbler's, I don't know what I will be doing with myself. Mr Schuester, I love to sing, I love to perform in front of an audience and I love fighting to win competitions. I know that we never got further than Regional's with the Warbler's, and I know that the New Directions are amazing, much better than the Warbler's because the proof is there."

"I don't know, Sebastian," Mr Schuester told him, "I just don't know how they'll feel about you joining the group."

"Please, Mr Schuester," he told him, "I know that I have been a douche in the past, and I know that I have hurt others before, but I'm here to prove to you that I can change and I can help you win the National's this year. I know now why we never won the Regional's it's because we only had two amazing singers in the group, whereas the New Direction's everybody can sing, I just want to be a part of a group that wins and the New Directions are winners."

"Come on, Mr Schue," Blaine said to him, "We need his help, please."

"Look," Mr Schuester sighs, "I would love you to be in the group because I know how much of an amazing singer that you are, but it's up to them. They're arguing enough as it is."

"Mr Schue," Kurt stepped in, "I'm gonna tell you the truth here, I never got on with Sebastian, the truth is, I actually hated him and I couldn't stand to be in the same room as him. He was annoying. He couldn't shut up. He was rude. He was horrible-"

"Kurt," Sebastian interrupted, "We're trying to make me look good and get me into the New Directions, not push me further away."

"Right, sorry," Kurt apologised, "Look, the truth is, Mr Schue, Sebastian has changed and I'm willing to give him a chance and I wasn't his biggest fan before, I actually hated him beforehand, and I'm giving him a chance, I'm pretty sure that everybody else will give him a chance too."

"All right," Mr Schuester sighed, "Let's see how it goes but don't blame me if they bite your heads off."

"I won't," Sebastian nodded, "You have my word."

They all turned on their heels as they walked into the classroom where all of the New Directions were still arguing with one another. Mr Schuester walked to the centre of the classroom beside the piano with Sebastian standing beside him. Both Kurt and Blaine had made their way to the back of the class where they took their seats looking at the rest of the New Directions still arguing with one another.

"Guys," Mr Schuester shouted as he clapped his hands together, "Enough of the arguing. I have some news to tell you."

With the sound of his shouting voice all of the New Directions stopped arguing with one another and faced the front. All of their faces changed, some where shocked, some were angry and some were plain right frustrated.

"What the hell is he doing here?" Rachel shouted, "Why is he here?"

"Well," Mr Schuester explained, "Sebastian here has just transferred from Dalton Academy and is joining the New Directions."

"Uh-uh, Mr Schue," Rachel blurted out, "Do you not remember what he did to us last year? Did you not see what he did to me and Finn?"

"FYI," Kurt whispered, "Not everything is about you Rachel."

"That's what we've all been saying this morning," Quinn shouted, "But she obviously doesn't get it because everything seems to be about Miss Rachel Berry."

"Look," Sebastian stepped in, "I don't want to be the cause of another argument. I understand that you all don't like me. I understand that I may have caused you all grief last year but I did apologise. I was there to help when Dave Karofsky tried to kill himself, you do remember that we worked together to help him, right?"

"Sebastian has a point," Tina agreed, "He did help us out and yeah, I agree, he was a total jerk to you last year and to Kurt."

"But would I have helped him get into the New Directions if I still hated him?" Kurt told them all, "I'm helping him and I've forgave him, so if I can do it after what he did to me last year, why can't anybody else do it?"

"Kurt's right," Artie agreed, "And you all have to admit, he does have an amazing voice."

"So," Mr Schuester spoke as he clapped his hands together, "Raise your hand if you want Sebastian to join the New Directions?"

All of the New Directions raised their hands in the air, well, other than both Finn and Rachel who had their arms folded across their chests and glaring at him.

"I don't want him here," Rachel blurted out, "He's not good enough."

"Oh shut up, Berry," Santana snarled, "You're just jealous because Sebastian may have a better voice than your own beau over there. You're afraid that you're not gonna be getting the solo's because he has an amazing voice. And everybody else in this room agrees with me, right?"

"Yeah, that's right," the New Directions agreed and mumbled.

"You see," Santana spat, "Everybody agrees and for the first time, it's not just me being cruel. I just tell the truth and the rest of us all agree."

"Well," Mr Schuester responded, "Let's welcome our new member of the New Directions, Sebastian Smythe."

He clapped his hands together and the rest of the New Directions clapped also. Sebastian smiled and nodded at them all, the only two people who weren't clapping were Finn and Rachel who both sat with their arms folded across their chests, huffing and looking like spoilt children who didn't get what they wanted on Christmas day. Sebastian walked to the back of the class and took a seat next to Blaine who was sitting next to Kurt who had his hand placed on his arm, but also sat not so far from Santana who sat close to Puck with his arm wrapped around his neck. Sebastian gave her a quick glance, Santana's gaze met his but quickly looked away from him, Sebastian smirked to himself and looked down at his hands. This was the first step to him getting Santana back.