Synchronized Melodies
Arrangements: Season 2 Episode 11 Sue Sylvester Shuffle
"Santana, I know you love glee club. You admitted last year that it was the best part of your day. I can still tell when you're lying, San. And you would much rather be on that field with us than off at Nationals with that awful woman. I just wanted to let you know it's not too late to join. Okay, bye." Rachel ended the voicemail and closed her phone.
While she may no longer be no longer friends with the Latina, that didn't mean that she didn't want her to succeed or to be genuinely happy. While her popularity from the Cheerios made her happy, Rachel knew that she would choose glee, if given a shove in the right direction.
When Santana got that message she began second guessing herself the entire time the Cherrios were getting ready to load the bus. So, when tall, dark, and ugly, came to retrieve her, Q, and Britt; she jumped at the chance to go back to glee club.
Jeff sighed as he went over some budgeting paperwork for the Warblers. Sometimes it really sucked when you didn't have a director to handle all of this stuff.
The only reason he was stuck with this shit was because of a damn vote where everyone seemed to think that he was the most trustworthy to deal with money. He rubbed his forehead as he crunched numbers. It wasn't pretty. They were an arts program in a recession full of budget cuts. So when his phone rang he jumped at the chance for a break.
"Hello?" the number was unlisted, but he had an idea of whom it was.
"Hey Jeff, man how's the States?"
"Not nearly has great as Paris, dick," he declared and the guy on the other end chuckled.
"Damn straight."
"It's no fair," Jeff whined for the 100th time. "I'm the good one- why do you get rewarded?"
"It could be because I'm actually half-decent at speaking French, or because my parents are far more awesome than your take your pick."
"So why are you calling, not just to gloat are you, Seb?"
"Though it was tempting, no. According to my dad he wants me to graduate from America and not some foreign school though mom's fine with it. I just wanted you to know that there is a small possibility that I could end up at your school for Senior year," Sebastian told his cousin in an annoyed voice, because he's much rather be with his parents in one of the most fascinating cities in the world than boring, uncultured Ohio.
"That'd be great Seb! We have an awesome lacrosse team and- our swimming is, getting better. Plus there's always the Warblers, I know you like singing, and we could even room together so you don't have someone annoying. And-"
"Woah, I said maybe, coz, don't get your hopes up. I just wanted to let you know and maybe find out more about Falton-"
"Dalton," Jeff corrected.
"Whatever, I think I got what I came here for, after your little rant, so I'll talk to you-"
"And you come visit. That's the only way to truly see what Dalton's like," Jeff cut in before Sebastian could hang up on him. The other boy scoffed.
"Yeah right, I probably won't have to go there so what's the point? Tell Uncle August and Aunt Zoey that I said 'hi'. Talk to you later."
A/n: I veered off a little in favour of a Sebastian snippet at the end. I wasn't planning on it, but my Santana bit was so short, because we all know what she chose, I just had Rachel give her a push.
Alright, so today is my last chance to redeem myself and post everything up to New York! Let's see if we can make this happen!