Her lips met the edge of her coffee cup, sipping cautiously incase the liquid was warmer than it felt from the cup. Rachel Berry had a lot on her mind and she wished to not be disturbed… however she had made the dumb decision to go for coffee in public. A plucked eyebrow raised as she watched the chair in front of her pull out, deep brown eyes rising up and then her eyebrow twitched when she took in the appearance of the person who had claimed the seat in front of her.

"Smythe." She acknowledged, wanting to know what he wanted.

"Berry." Was all she received in response.

She watched the Warbler take a drink of his coffee. It wasn't the first (and she doubted that it would be the last) time they had ran into each other at the LimaBean. Typically she was with Blaine and Kurt though, never alone. Sebastian usually had something creepy and or offensive to say to Blaine, Kurt would get pissy, and then Rachel would just bitch at Sebastian until he gave up and left.

"Nothing to say today, huh?" she asked him, truly curious where his smirks and snide remarks were.

"Quite the opposite, actually," the male told the girl, "Just not to you, Jew-nose. Where's the sexy hunk of meat and gay-face?"

She sighed and shook her head. Why was the Warbler so desperate for Blaine? He was very… pretty and when he really tried could be quite charming, "I have no idea where Blaine and Kurt are. Probably hiding from you, Sebastian."

A "tsking" sound rolled from his mouth as his green eyes looked her up and down, "I guess I'm just stuck with you then."

"I'd rather you just leave. I don't know why you think I'd even want to talk to you. You constantly ridicule my friends and I and you try to steal away my best friend's boyfriend. I mean that totally qualifies us as best friends." Rachel told him with a sarcastic and bitter tone, taking another sip, this time more confident with the temperature of the liquid.

She watched as he put his hands up in defense, having put his coffee down on the table, "Sorry, sorry. I didn't know your panties were all in a bunch today. Geez. What's got you all pissed off?"

"You."

"You looked angry before you even saw me enter the coffeehouse."

"I don't know why you think you even deserve the right to know," she started, her lips pursed, "But Finn and I broke up."

Sebastian didn't need to go to McKinley High School to know that Finn was her large lumberjack of a boyfriend; a good voice but clumsy on his feet and kind of dumb, "I mean. You aren't the easiest on the eyes, Berry, but you could probably still do better than him."

She shook her head at him in disbelief, "I really don't know if I should react to that comment as a compliment or an insult." He really had some nerve, the way he just said the truth… all the time. There was a difference between being honest and just being a douche and Sebastian really was the latter.

His shoulders shrugged as he picked up his coffee, "Insult, just for you."

Rachel face palmed, still not believing that she was having a half-conversation with the young man in front of her. "So what has you in Lima?"

"Hoping to catch Blaine alone without you or Gay-face, honestly."

"Despicable."

He laughed at her remark, shaking his head no, "You act like you were surprised by my statement. Blaine is the only reason why I would even step foot inside the town limits of Lima."

"Sebastian?" the brown haired girl asked out.

"Yes?"

"Why Blaine?" she really wanted to know. Rachel hadn't ever been to Dalton, but New Directions had faced their Glee club and there were some rather handsome looking guys there that Sebastian could surely creep on… right?

He chuckled at her, throwing the corner of a napkin he had picked off and rolled up at her, hitting her right on the nose, "I'm sorry Rachel. I know how jealous you must be, but unfortunately I-"

She actually snorted at Sebastian with this comment, "You really are that full of yourself, aren't you?"

It was his turn to snort back at her, shaking his head, "And you act like you aren't?"

"…"

There was a bit of silence between the two as both of them picked their coffee up and sipped it at the same time. Rachel stared off into the space just past his head. She hated to admit it, but she was actually appreciating the conversation that they were having… it was keeping her from remembering why she was actually sitting where she was at that point in time.

Finn had broken up with her for possibly the worst reason she could ever imagine… she was almost actually kind of surprised that Finn even had the mental capacity to come up with such an absurd idea. Apparently Rachel had been spending too much time with Blaine and Kurt. Finn actually had the balls to accuse her of having weird threesomes with her two gay best friends. This escalated into a huge fight and Finn broke up with her.

Usually she would care. Feel horribly upset and want to cry over a plate full of her infamous vegan chocolate chip cookies. It was different this time. She was more angry at her ex's stupidity than she was at their breakup. She actually was deep into her thought when she was popped back into reality by the male's voice from in front of her, "What are you thinking about… Or am I missing out on an attractive piece of ass behind me?"

"Must you always be so vulgar?" her softened voice asked, as she was still coming back to from her thoughts and rage, "And I was thinking about my breakup. You know, some people in this world actually have feelings."

"What happened?"

Rachel was taken aback by the question asked by Sebastian. She knew he didn't care, so her eyes darted to her face, looking for a sign of an ulterior motive. There were no signs of such, in fact if she didn't say so herself, he actually looked kind of engaged in this new conversation. Probably just for some other sort of black mailing shenanigans, she was sure of… But Rachel Berry just didn't care anymore, starting with, "Well. Finn thought I was having threesomes with Kurt and Blain."

Her voice was a hushed whisper, not wanting surrounding coffee drinkers to hear the thing she said, it seemed indecent to say in public, even in her own head it did. She watched as he took a turn raising his eyebrow before he gave off a small, dark chuckle, "That could possibly be the most ridiculous thing I had ever heard of. I mean… A threesome between you, Blain, and Patti? Now if it was you, Blain, and I… Mm-OW! Did you just kick me?"

Yes, yes she did. The fact that he was insinuating some kind of threesome at all made her annoyed so her foot might have casually kicked him in the shin while they were sitting there conversing like they didn't hate each other, but she listened as he continued to talk, "I'll take that as a yes. But anyway. That is seriously just. Are all the people that dense in Lima?"

"I think you're pretty dense yourself, you know… with the whole, not getting the slightest idea that Blaine doesn't want to be with you and stuff," she countered, not wanting to give him the real answer of yes.

"Oh Rachel, you're so funny," he said, his eyes twinkling as they moved over to the door as it swung open, so Rachel turned to see who was coming in, even though she had the slightest idea it was Blaine by the look in Sebastian's eyes.

"Rachel." Blaine's voice filled her ears as he took a seat next to her, patting her shoulder, "Apparently Finn just unleashed some sort of fury on Kurt for making his now-ex-girlfriend cheat on him with two gay guys."

For the second time at the coffee shop, Rachel's palm hit against her forehead, a little harder than when she had been talking to Sebastian, "Yeah… We had a very similar conversation this morning before we broke up because he was being outrageous." She watched as his hazel eyes shifted over toward Sebastian curiously, "And this one just happened to show up to bother me afterward."

"Good to see you, Sebastian," Blaine spoke warily, wondering what kind of comments he was in for today, "How are you?"

"Better since you came along," the other boy answered, flashing a signature smirk and a wink.

"Really?" Rachel asked him.

"Really."

"Anyway," Rachel said, not giving Blaine much of a chance to retaliate to Sebastian's comments, "Where's Kurt at now?"

Blaine checked his phone momentarily, "Apparently he decided he needed some retail therapy after his mishaps with Finn."

She hmmed. Honestly, Rachel hoped Kurt would pick her up a few things as well. He definitely had a better since of style than she did. Blaine and Rachel started a bit of small talk, somewhat forgetting that there was a third wheel to their conversation. They talked about Glee and nationals and what songs to do. Blaine mentioned he was kind of bored before Sebastian chimed back into the conversation. He had startled the two because they had figured he had just left unannounced, as usual when they just decided to block him out.

"Let's go down to Westerville, Blaine," Sebastian suggested, hoping to get Blaine away from Rachel. He was almost for certain that if he could get Blaine alone, that he would melt into his arms.

"I'm not going to just leave Rachel, Sebastian," he stated plainly, patting the mentioned female's hand, "She's been through a lot today."

"Fine," Sebastian huffed, "She can come too."

And so they were on their way to Dalton Academy. Blaine had offered to drive for Rachel, so she dropped her car off at home and then climbed into the passenger side of Blaine's car. He looked at her and gave her a small smile before he patted at the spot where they would hold hands whenever she just needed comforting. Secretly… he kind of understood why Finn would think there was something a little shady going, as the three were almost awkwardly close. Rachel let her hand be engulfed by Blaine's as she rested her forehead against the glass, and closed her eyes.

She didn't even remember falling asleep, but before she knew it, she was being poked in the cheek.

"You could try and wake her up nicely, you know?" she faintly heard Blaine's voice.

"I could but don't you see where that left you? With her still asleep, of course," Sebastian yipped.

And with that, Rachel's hand collided with Sebastian's face with a loud slap, "Leemee alone Sebastian, I'm waking up."

The boy who had been slapped grumbled out loud before quietly mumbling a, "I can't believe this bitch slapped me."

"Rachel is not a bitch," Blaine backed her up, as she smiled sweetly, yawning and stretching before she exited the open car door.

"Yeah," she snipped, before she linked arms with Blaine, "I'm not a b-word. Except when it comes to you."

Sebastian just shook his head in response, rubbing the spot on his cheek where he had been slapped. The three approached the school, heading for the dorms. Rachel wasn't exactly sure she was supposed to be going there, but there was no way in hell that she was going to let Sebastian have Blaine alone. Only who knows what Sebastian would try to pull. She spent the whole time admiring the scenery of the new place, only stopping when she ran into Sebastian's back because she stopped paying attention, "Goodness Berry. Just can't stop touching me today."

So she kicked him in the back of the knee this time, "You are slime."

"Whatever, just come on in," he said, stepping in the doorway before motioning them all in.

Rachel's head cocked to the side as she stepped in, observing Sebastian's living quarters. There was a TV and a couch, as well as a bed and a few bookshelves, lacrosse equipment, a wardrobe… Just a lot of stuff. It was all neat and tidy, and she almost wondered if he had some sort of OCD. She sat down on the dark green couch and just observed the space. "Very nice place. I was expecting it to be dark and that there would be a coffin or something."

Blaine laughed before he sat down next to Rachel, soon to be joined as well by Sebastian. Blaine looked over at the brunette girl, "You're taking the break up rather well this time."

"I just don't care anymore."

"You two are the most boring people in the world, "Sebastian added in, checking his phone quickly, "So we're going to a party tonight. Because you guys are lame, shortie needs a pick-me-up, and you need time away from your girl-of-a-boyfriend." He started, noticing when Rachel started to open her mouth to say something, "And no funny shit just this once. My promise."

He stuck out his pinkie out for Rachel to swear with and she just looked at him like he was nuts. How old was Sebastian, nine? No one did pinkie promises after they were like, seven!

And so Rachel Berry had found herself at some weird, miscellaneous Dalton Academy party. This was not your typical high school party though… it was some sort of classy, she had decided. But it wasn't. There was lots of drinking going on but they were drinking things out of bottles with names she had never heard of before. She felt severely underdressed, seeing as she hadn't known she would be going to a party after staying in Sebastian's dorm with him and Blaine all day. Rachel wasn't the only girl there, a few from a sister school had snuck there way over, but out of the seven or so, she was in normal clothing.

"No drinking today, Rachel?" Sebastian came out of no where from behind, placing a hand on her shoulder as he sipped something from the bottle in his hand, "Sucha shame. I heard you have a talent for kissing gay men while they're drunk. Coulda been a real hit here."

"I promised Blaine I'd be his designated driver since he took us out here and so he could have fun with his friends," she explained, ignoring his comment about kissing gay guys. It had just been Blaine and she still felt rather indifferent of that time in her life.

He handed her the bottle that he was holding, shaking his head when she tried to deny it, "We'll find a place for you and Blaine to stay. Have fun withus Rachel."

She didn't really know what to think. She wasn't used to drunk people very often and she could tell that Sebastian was getting there. She could tell he wasn't going to go away until she at least had some of the contents of the bottle. She pressed the glass to her lips and threw her head back, taking a gulp of it, swallowing it down without allowing herself to let the taste sink in. It was definitely interesting, to say in the least.

Rachel would be lying if she said she was not enjoying herself. She spent hours mingling with the guys from Dalton (and to her contentedness, not all of them were gay) and for once, she felt like Sebastian was doing good for her and Blaine, instead of causing trouble. At some point someone had brought in an iPod and some sort of speaker system and club-like-dance music was shaking through the room. Some boy whom she had came to know as Andrew had asked her to dance with her.

The brunette had lost count exactly how much she had actually consumed drinking. All she knew was that it loosened her and she was more so actually club dancing instead of her usual theatrical dancing moves.

Make it nasty, make it nasty
Drop drop it on a bitch, make it nasty
Make it nasty, make it nasty
Pop pop it on a bitch, make it nasty

The music playing through the speakers was completely raunchy, but she was grinding her ass right into Andrew's crotch as the beat moved, enjoying herself and hoping that her new friend was as well. He spun her around so that she was chest-to-chest with him, his hands running up and down her body.

Uhhh. Yeah bitch make it nasty
Tongue down her throat
While the other bitch gaggin'
Bottles in the basket
Pills in the plastic

Sebastian was almost amused by the Berry girl's loss of character as she got drunker and danced more. He couldn't help but worry a little though as he noticed that she had found a dance partner in Andrew. You definitely knew it was bad when Sebastian thought the other guy was kind of creepy and disgusting. Sebastian and Andrew had hooked up a few times and he knew that it was just sex for him and even Sebastian knew that wasn't how Rachel thought about things. He followed the two from a distance, just in case he needed to play hero for once. It definitely would not help him get in Blaine's pants if Rachel had some drunk-sex with a random stranger under Sebastian's watch.

She gone do drugs, but we don't do acid
Fuckin on the mattress, hit a bed spring
Ain't nothin better, it's the best thing
Gotta China bitch, straight from Beijing
Pussy so tight, all she do is scream

"Stop, Andrew," Rachel finally requested as he tried to shove his hands down her jeans, "No really, quit."

"But you've been on my dick the whole night, Rachel," he started, "You can't torture me like this."

"Hey, she said no Andy," Sebastian said, pulling Rachel from Andrew's arms and closer to his own chest.

Andrew hmphed at Sebastian. The Andrew kid wondered if Rachel and Sebastian had some thing going on. Sebastian always tried to claim he was gay but honestly, Andrew knew better, he could read it on him. He shrugged his shoulder, grabbing at the girl closest to him that wasn't Rachel, "Fine. Have the hot girl to yourself, Sebastian."

"Yeah, yeah, she's drunk, Andrew. If she hadn't been drinking, she wouldn't have wanted anything to do with you," Sebastian stated, plain as day as he turned around, leading Rachel along. He decided that it probably would be best for them to just leave.

"Ahh, Sebbsters," she slurred, and he couldn't help but raise curiosity in the nickname, "where are we going? Are we going to Narnia?"

So drunk. He was going to regret having let her drink this much in the morning, he knew it. She'd probably throw a few things at him or something. She stumbled around a bit before he gave up all hope in her and picked her up, tossing the petite girl half-over his shoulder, "Oooh. Sebbsters is such a strong and talented man."

- To be continued-