Summer had ended and the autumn term had finally begun at William McKinley High School in Lima Ohio. It was a warm autumn's day, the sun was shining through the clouds and the tree's surrounding the school. Both Kurt and Blaine walked down the school hallway with Kurt wearing a white shirt, a dark grey waistcoat and matching trousers, he wore a light grey thin scarf around his neck, whereas Blaine wore a black shirt, pink and purple bow tie, purple trousers and a pair of black shiny shoes.

They were both walking down the corridor together with Kurt linking Blaine's arm and walking close beside him.

"So," Kurt said to him, "I was thinking this year is gonna be my year. I'm gonna be applying for Nyada with Rachel. I'm gonna be running for Class president, I'm gonna be the lead in the school musical, whatever Mr Schue decides to do this year, something less controversial than The Rocky Horror Show and something much better than Annie."

"Uh-huh," Blaine replies as he stares to the side of him.

"Okay," Kurt responds to him as he stops still causing Blaine to stop also, "What's wrong with you? You always like to talk about the school musicals."

"I'm sorry," Blaine apologised, "It's just, with me being a Junior, I'm gonna miss you when you go off to New York. I won't be seeing you every day."

"I'll call you," Kurt informed, "And besides, it's not like I'm going anytime soon. I've still gotta go through my senior year. And we've still gotta do Sectional's, and when we win Sectional's we'll go on to Regional's, which we'll win again, and then we'll go on to National's which we'll win this year. I can feel it. This year is our year."

"You right," Blaine smiled, "I'm being stupid. We do have the rest of the year to spend together. And we do have all those things to come. And you know that I'm gonna be cheering you on in the leading role in the school musical, because obviously, you're gonna be winning it this year."

"Obviously," Kurt smiled smugly as he shrugged his shoulders. Blaine returned the smile to Kurt but his smile soon faded when his gaze fixed on somebody in the background, somebody who wasn't supposed to be in the school, and somebody who was no longer wearing a Dalton Academy Uniform.

"Sebastian?" Blaine asked curiously as he pulled away from Kurt as he headed towards Sebastian who turned around to see Blaine coming towards him.

"Hey Blaine," he smiled at him as Blaine walked towards him.

"What are you doing here?" Blaine queried with furrowed eyebrows with confusion.

"And what are you wearing?" Kurt commented harshly.

"Nice to see you too, Kurt," Sebastian nodded.

"Seriously, Sebastian," Blaine asked him, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm officially a William McKinley alumnae," he smiled.

"Why?" Kurt asked cynically, "You have all of the money in the world and you've lived in Paris, why would you transfer to here, unless, unless you're here for Blaine? Because I told you that he's with me and you can't have him."

"As much as you want that to be true," he responded cynically, "That's not the reason, there's another reason why I'm here."

"And what's that?" Blaine questioned him.

"I actually transferred to be with somebody," he told him, "And before you say is it because of Blaine, the answer is no, I'm here for somebody else. A girl actually."

"Who?" Kurt asked him as he folded his arms across his chest.7

And as Sebastian was about to tell them who he's transferred for a smile appeared across his face, spreading from ear to ear. Both Blaine and Kurt turned around to find Santana walking down the corridor with Brittany, both of them wearing their Cheerio's uniform and their hairs pulled back into a tight ponytail. Again both at the same time they turned back around to face Sebastian who was still grinning from ear to ear at Santana.

"Santana?" Kurt asked, "You transferred because of Santana?"

"Yeah," he nodded as he carried on smiling at Santana.

"But," Kurt responded again with shock, "Santana, as in Santana Lopez?"

"How many Santana's do you know?" He asked him as he looked back at him.

"No," Kurt replied shaking his head, "It's just, I didn't think that she was your type."

"Well," he told him, "You obviously don't know me as well as you think that you know me."

"But," Blaine asked with confusion, "How? Why? What?"

"Look," he smiled, "I know that you're finding this hard to believe but Santana and I have more in common than we thought that we did."

"But how did it happen?" Blaine asked him curiously, "And why did you transfer, really?"

"I told you," he informed him, "I transferred for her. It was only supposed to be a summer fling but things happened and it was the best summer of my life."

"You do know that she's with somebody now," Kurt informed him.

"Wait, what?" He asked him quickly.

"Yeah," Kurt told him, "She's dating Puck."

"Who the hell is Puck?" He asked him angrily.

"Noah Puckerman," Blaine informed him, "You know the one who's on the football team and is in the New Directions."

"The one who looks like he has a dead squirrel on his head?" He asked harshly.

"That would be the one," Kurt nodded, "I've always said that but he's never listened to anything that I've had to say."

"Wait, what?" He asked again, "Since when?"

"Since the weekend," Blaine shrugged, "I mean, that's what they've been saying. They said that they bumped into each other at the party this weekend and ending up hitting off."

"Apparently she's had a thing for him for a while," Kurt added, "But if you ask me, I had no idea that she had a thing for anybody, she doesn't seem the type of person who would settled down with somebody."

"I'm had enough of this," he said as he brushed passed them as he headed towards Santana who carried on walking down the hallway with Brittany at her side. He finally reached up to her and stepped towards her. "What the hell is going on with you and squirrel head?" He exclaimed.

"Sebastian?" She asked in shock, "What are you doing here?"

"I transferred," he replied harshly, "What does it look like?"

"Hey, Britt," she said as she turned to Brittany, "Could you give us a minute? I just need to speak to him in private."

"Yeah, sure," Brittany nodded innocently as she flashed an innocent smile at her before she carried on making her way down the hallway. Spotting both Kurt and Blaine she walked over to them and stood beside them. "You guys going to Glee Club?" She asked them innocently.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Blaine replied, "But we just need to see what's going on for a moment."

Without asking what, Brittany shrugged her shoulders innocently and stood alongside them as they waited and watched the conversation between Santana and Sebastian.

"What do you mean you transferred?" Santana asked him, "Why would you do that? You were at Dalton Academy."

"Yeah, I know," he replied, "I came here to be with you."

"What?" She replied with a hint of shock and anger, "Why would you do that?"

"Because I thought that our summer fling actually meant something," he informed her, "But obviously you didn't."

"Sebastian," she told him, "That's all it was, it was a summer fling. We both agreed that it would be just that because we come from different worlds. You come from the world where money is always there for you, where as I come from a world where I have to work hard in order to get the money. You're caviar and lobster and I'm burger and hot dogs. You-"

"I'm Dalton and you're McKinley," he finished, "But not anymore, I'm a McKinley student now."

"It's not gonna work," she informed him, "I'm with Puck now. We're a couple and you're just gonna have to accept that." He looked to the side and then returned his sad gaze back to her. "I'm sorry," she apologised, "But that's just the way that it is. We both agreed that it would just be a summer fling, nothing more."

"I did this for you," he told her, "I transferred to be with you. My parents told me that it was the worst decision that I've ever made but I told them no because I was gonna be with you."

"Well," she shrugged and replied harshly, "Maybe you should've listened to your parents." She folded her arms across her chest as she brushed shoulders with him as she made her way down the hallway to meet up with Brittany again. Sebastian stood still with shock displayed across his face. He couldn't believe what had just happened to him. He changed his life in order to be with her but she'd already moved on. It was the best summer of his life but that's all it was, a summer, especially to Santana, but to him it was something more because he'd developed feelings for her, huge feelings for her.

As Santana met up with Brittany again, they both had their arms folded across their chests as they both headed down the hallway towards the choir room where the New Directions were getting ready for first period together. Blaine looked at Kurt with soft, sad eyes and Kurt shook his head at him.

"No," he mouthed, "No way. I'm not going over to see him."

"Come on, Kurt," Blaine said softly, "The guy has just been shot down. He needs friends right now."

"I think you've forgotten one thing," Kurt told him, "He and I were never friends."

"Only because you thought he was after me," Blaine informed him, "Come on, Kurt, the guy looks upset. He's transferred from a different school in order to be with a girl that he wants to be with and she's just shot him down. He's upset. He needs friends right now and because he's new, he's not gonna have any here."

"Fine," Kurt groaned, "But," he points in his face, "If this backfires and the guy is a total jerk to me then you're totally getting the blame."

"Don't worry," Blaine replied, "I'll take the blame for it. Come on." Folding his arms across his chest and huffing slightly, Kurt rolled his eyes and followed Blaine over to Sebastian who was still standing in the same position as earlier. Blaine finally reached him and placed his hand on his shoulder softly, "Are you okay?" He asked him softly.

"No," Sebastian replied shaking his head, "But I guess I'll get over it."

"You know that you can do so much better than Santana," Kurt informed him, "You do realise that she's a total bitch."

"Yeah," he replied, "I know, and that's why were gelled perfectly because I'm a bitch too."

"Yeah," Kurt shrugged and nodded with agreement, "That's true."

"Look," Blaine interrupted, "You have another reason to be here now. You actually have friends."

"Who?" He asked sharply, "Who are my friends? I don't know anybody in this school who actually likes me."

"Well," Blaine suggested, "You have me, and you have Kurt."

"Kurt," he responded, "Really?"

"Look," Kurt told him, "I know that we haven't gotten on in the past because I thought that you were after my man, but now that I know that you're not after him and that you don't hate me as much as I hated you, I guess that we could be friends."

"And besides," Blaine added, "You need all the friends that you can have now, being the new guy and all because I know how that feels. I was new here too. I transferred last year from Dalton."

"But you already knew people," He told him, "You knew Kurt because you were dating him, and you knew all of the New Directions because of Kurt."

"And now you'll know them all too," Kurt added, "Because you know the two of us."

"Say," Blaine exclaimed, "Why don't you become our new member of the New Directions?"

"What?" He replied with shock.

"Yeah, what?" Kurt repeated.

"It's a good idea," Blaine told them, "Now that we're not competition he could join us in the New Directions because we all know that he has a killer voice and he can help us with the National's this year."

"I don't know whether they'll appreciate that," Kurt whispered, "After what he did last year. They're not a very forgiving bunch."

"Okay," Blaine asked him, "How many times has Rachel made them all angry at her? How many times has Santana made fun of them? Remember the time when Santana, Mercedes and Brittany all left to be a member of the Trouble Tones? They came back because they forgave them. You do remember that right?"

"Yeah," Kurt replied, "I do remember that but that was completely different."

"How was it different?" Blaine asked him, "I'm sure that they'll allow him in the group because he has a killer voice and with him joining the group it means that we have more of a chance of winning than any other time. We have a group of talented people which means that it won't just be Rachel and Finn singing all the time, it will be a range of talent."

"Yeah, but," Kurt added.

"As much as I want to be a spectator in this domestic," Sebastian interrupted, "I'd rather be getting on with my life than standing around listening to your girls squabbling about whether I should join the New Directions or not when you haven't even asked me what I want to do."

"I'm sorry," Blaine responded as he turned to face him, "What do you want, Sebastian?"

"I don't want to be sad anymore," he told them, "I don't want to think that coming here was the worst decision I've ever made and then my parents saying 'I told you so'."

"I know how much you loved being in the Warbler's," Blaine told him, "And I know how much you're gonna miss not being in a show choir and fighting for championships, and performing in front of an audience. The New Directions are awesome, and I don't mean to rub it in but they have beaten the Warbler's two years in a row."

"You're right," he admitted, "I do love singing in front of an audience."

"So?" Blaine asked him, "What are you gonna do?"

"Santana's in the New Directions, right?" He asked them.

"Yeah," Kurt replied, "And Puck is too."

"Then it's settled," he smiled, "I'm gonna be joining the New Directions."