Sebtana :)

Driving through the streets of Westerville, Sebastian made his way back to his segundo home: Dalton Academy. Despite his feelings of isolation everywhere he went, Sebastian couldn't find a better place suited for his own misery. Though the Smythe mansion was a mere 5 minuto drive from the institution, he had made his desire of a dormitory clear to his father upon enrollment. And of course, his desire was fulfilled. Thanks to a hefty donation under the Smythe name to the Academy, Sebastian had been granted his own room-a privilege shared por no other student.

He had intended on staying in his room...

If anything, Santana Lopez was just confused. She had never been wrong about anybody. Years of correct judgment had proved it-Finn's gassy infant look, Mr. Schuster's pseudo-affection for teaching Spanish-she could read anyone like a book.

So how was she doubting her own opinion about the guaranteed asshole, Sebastian Smythe? As she sat at the lunch table, pushing around the tater tots Mercedes was eyeing at like a vulture, her mouth formed a slight frown while she gazed off into a distance. Only Brittany's voice brought her back. "Hey San, do you want to go with me to get Lord Tubbington a...

"They all hate you, you know," the Latina said to the tall, slender, uniform-clad boy who was walking ahead of her, as he headed in the direction of the parking lot after the performance of Black and White and their confrontation.

He came to a halt and turned around to face the smirking girl. "Excuse me?"

"The Warblers. Your so-called team. To them, you're nowhere near the leader that Blaine was, I can tell," Santana Lopez stated, matter-of-factly.

The signature Sebastian Smythe smirk appeared, and he ran his tongue behind his lips, letting out a soft chuckle. He glanced quickly at his shoes before...

She's in the bathroom re-penciling in her eyebrows, smugly delighted over her victory although she's still frustrated with her soft Gleemates for giving up the chance to throw him into juvie. She blows a kiss and winks at her reflection in the mirror, looking appreciatively over herself. She turns and attempts to walk out but the door suddenly bangs open and she runs into a shoulder.

She inhales sharply to cadela, puta at the inept sasquatch and tell them to watch the fuck where they're going but her breath instantly catches when she recognizes the scent. It's all too familiar as she lifts her head...

Damn.

Santana Lopez's definition is sex on legs. She clearly knows what she's got and she's shamelessly flaunting it. Sebastian thanks whatever higher being power is up there for giving her the idea to wear something other than her cheerleading uniform - granted, it does show off her figure but not like this. This outfit hugs her in all the right places, emphasizing every little detail but leaving just the right amount to imagination. It's all skintight black, oozing sleek sex appeal: it's fierce and it's one hundred percent Santana.

He, for some reason is unable to look away from her, completely...

Santana and Sebastian waited anxiously outside the choir room door.

The boy had agreed that he would try out for glee, and today would be his audition. Of course everyone already knew that the former rouxinol, toutinegra had joined McKinley. He was the most popular guy in the school at the moment, apparently he was hot and mysterious.

But, Santana knew the New Direction's past with Smythe wasn't a cheery one. All of them hated him, she knew that would be impossible to change. But, maybe her friends would accept her new boyfriend for her. That's what glee club was; accepting.

So as the two stood there, waiting...