Bleff || 1×1 ||

jeff.

Jeff laughed at Blaine’s last words of him coming in peace and he looked towards his friends and the new kid. “Yeah they are Warblers, I’m a warbler I guess you could call us like the Rockstars of the school” He told Blaine as he reached out and pulled Blaine further into the room. “This is Trent and Nick, as I told you they are Warblers and some of my best friends” He told Blaine 

The boys in the room waved, and Jeff looked to his two friends “Blaine’s gonna join us, have we figured out which Senior we are going to rope into things” He asked his friends before they both came up with the idea of asking Wes and David. Jeff had turned to Blaine and explained why the boys were messaging to the two seniors that they were the Leaders on the Warbler Council along with Thad a fellow friend and the only Junior on the council. “You’ll like them” He told Blaine with a grin “They’re chill” 

Jeff reached out grabbing Nicky’s arm and then Blaine’s in his other before calling out for Trent “Come on, well just go ask instead of text” He told Trent.

Blaine went where he was pulled after a few staggered steps to catch up and a blush moving across olive skin.  By this time?  His gaze was wide as saucers as he took in the room.  The other boys looking at him with open expressions of nothing but warm curiosity, the way the wood was so polished that it glistened in the sun coming through large windows that lined the walls, the ornate furniture.  Everything was a sensory overload.  From the smell of old books and antiques to the clammer of happy voices and waves of welcome.  “I’m very honored to meet you all.  Thanks for the welcome.  It means a lot..”

It took him less than five seconds to decide that this–other than the grand foyer with the wrought iron spiraling staircase and massive windows above that reminded him of the trip his family took to Europe and the cathedrals they toured when he was younger–that this was his favorite place in the entire academy.

“I never want to leave here,” he whispered under his breath only because he was certain that if it was aimed at his shoes that the other voices in the room would drown his out.  Jerking his chin back up and blinking wildly in shock as his arm was grabbed–Blaine groaned internally that this was the second time he felt his heart race at being grabbed so suddenly but Jeff meant well and his smile never faltered.  It was impossible to wipe it off.  “Great!  Let’s go!  Lead the way..  So? Can I ask? What makes you and them the ‘rockstars’ of Dalton Academy?”  Because he was too curious not to know by now.