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"Hunter's an ass!"
"Well good afternoon to you too Bas..." Blaine said as rested his cell between his left shoulder and his ear while pulling books out of his locker.
"Sorry..."
Blaine could hear how frustrated Sebastian was from the tone of his voice. Over the past two weeks it had become common place for Sebastian to complain about the new Captain of the Warblers; Hunter Clarington. The idea of the Warblers even having a Captain was still difficult for Blaine to grasp. If Blaine was being honest, that was one of the reason why Blaine had not wanted to return to Dalton. At McKinley, their leader was Mr Shue, even Blaine's dislike (and confusion of why he was a teacher) couldn't hide the fact that Mr Shue knew how to run a Glee club. He knew how to motivate his students.
He may have favorites.
And despite being a Spanish teacher, he couldn't really speak Spanish.
But he was a teacher.
You had to listen and do what he asked.
Blaine was not sure how having a student leading a group as large and dysfunctional as a show choir was a good idea.
"It's okay...what's he done now?"
"Errgh...we have practice for three hours every evening! Three hours! I have lacrosse practice before that...and before school..."
Blaine laughed, "I'm probably the wrong person to be complaining to about that..."
Sebastian chuckled, "Yeah...yeah...I suppose you are...how are things going with all that? I'm sorry we've had to miss some calls this week..."
"It's fine...if you hadn't had to cancel because of practice and school...I would probably have had to cancel for something...and it's not like we haven't talked..."
"Hmm...doesn't mean I don't feel guilty..."
"It's fine, Bas...trust me...and things are starting to feel normal...Cheerios at 6 is still brutal but at least the roads are dead when I'm driving to school..."
Sebastian laughed, "Always a silver lining eh Killer? How's the president thing going? I saw the pictures of you and Ken in your debate on Tuesday..."
"Ken?"
"Blondie..."
"Sam?"
"Yeah...Ken...he looks like a Ken doll..."
Blaine smiled and rolled his eyes as he shoulder his bag, closed his locker and made his way out to his car, "I'm pretty sure he would see that as a compliment...but it's going good...we definitely won the debate...even if Sam did start to strip...but we're against Britt...and Artie...and I don't want Britt to be upset if she doesn't win..."
"Hold up a minute...stripping?"
Blaine laughed, "It's a long story..."
"I'm sure it is Killer...and don't worry about Britt...everything will work out..."
"I hope so...How's your week been?" Blaine said as he slid into his car, placing his bag on the seat next to him.
"Awful...I have a two mile run for lacrosse at 6...schools a nightmare...lacrosse practice for an hour after school and then warblers for three hours...I have no idea how I'm going to cope when lacrosse really picks up..."
"If you need me I'm only a phone call away...you don't have to try and do it all on your own..."
"I know Killer...I know...it would be fine if Hunter wasn't such an ass..."
"The warblers had to put up with you last year..."
"According to Thad and Nick, Hunter makes me look like a Saint..."
"I feel sorry for them..."
"And not for me? Killer I'm wounded! What're you doing tonight?"
"Homework...why?"
"No reason Killer...no reason..."
"Bas?"
Sebastian laughed, "Seriously Killer...I have warblers for three hours tonight...but I was hoping we could Skype...I miss your handsome face..."
"Flattery will get you everywhere...and yeah...we can skype...that is if Hunter will let you out erly enough...I have to be up at 4.30 in the morning..."
"Ergh...he is evil...the pure incarnation of evil...and what's worse is that the rest of the warblers worship him...like properly worship him...he is like Hitler!"
Blaine snorted a laugh, "I think that may be a bit harsh...don't you think you are exaggerating just a bit?"
"No!"
Blaine laughed but was stopped from replying by a knock on his car window. Brittany. He gestured for Brittany to get in and smiled.
"Hey Pretty Bird!" Brittany called down the phone, causing Blaine's smile to widen.
"Hey Britt..." Sebastian replied.
"I've got to go...but we'll speak on Skype tonight...8pm okay?" Blaine asked.
"Yeah...I'll speak to you then Killer...love you..."
"I love you too..."
Blaine hung up the phone and placed it into the cup-holder before turning his attention to Britt.
"Hey Britt...what's up?"
Brittany smiled, "I've missed you..."
"Britt...we've seen each other every day..."
"But I've missed you...I wanted to tell you that I voted for you to be President..."
"Britt...I...er don't think that we are supposed to..."
"When you're president can I still do homework with you?"
"Er...yeah...Britt...but you might be president...that's why people vote..."
"Nope...I want you to be president..."
Blaine smiled. He should have known that he had nothing to worry about in regards to Brittany. She was a sweetheart (if a little naïve) and only wanted her friends to be happy. That was probably why Blaine and Brittany got along so well (at least according to Puck) as they were both sweet and wanted to see the good in the world.
"Well...what if I want you to be president?"
Brittany giggled, "We could share it! Like the Cheerios!"
Blaine nodded, "That would be cool..."
"I spoke to Santana this morning..."
Blaine grinned at the sudden change in conversation. Unlike everyone else, Brittany didn't do it to avoid talking about something else, she did it because it was the next thing that popped into her mind.
"Really? How is she?"
"She's good...she's going to see the bad Asian dancer next weekend..."
Blaine smiled, "I heard...Wes is excited to see her again..."
"Do you miss pretty bird?"
Blaine smiled softly and nodded, "Yeah Britt, I do...why?"
"I'm having a party!"
"A party? Have your parents okayed that?"
"Yep...my mum and dad will be there but we can sing and dance and cuddle..."
"Sing, dance and cuddle?"
"You're a good cuddler..."
"Er...thanks..."
"And I want to invite your pretty bird and Quinnie's boyfriend..."
"When?"
"This Saturday...and I've invited all the New Directions...and some of the Cheerios...I don't want them all to scare Lord Tubbington..."
"Is Lord Tubbington out of the gang?"
"Yeah...his interest has changed to Scientology and knitting..."
"Well...if they scare him he can get them with his knitting needles..."
Brittany grinned, "I forgot about that!"
Blaine grinned, "Do you want a ride home?"
"Yes please!"
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