Bleff || 1×1 ||

jeff.

Jeff had knocked on the door once more and was reaching up to knock on the door again and call out for his two senior friends when the door opened and he almost hit Wes in the face. Pulling his hand away and smiled at the head of the council “Wanna go get pizza, hey also meet Blaine” He gestured behind him towards the new boy that he had ceremoniously dragged out of his room. Turning his head he looked for the new boy only to find him near his dark haired friend Nick 

“Hey Blaine!” He called to the boy, “This is Wes, he’s the head council of the Warblers” He told Blaine and smiled “This is Blaine” He told Wes and looked around “Where’s David?” he asked looking for the other head council “I want us all to go get pizza!” he was energetic and excited he had a new friend here and talked about the warblers and of course he was going to get his favorite pizza, and perhaps some candy.

Hearing his name drew his attention away from Nick and towards the boy now standing in the doorway only just missing his nose being taken off by Jeff.  “Hello, Wes.  My pleasure,” a hand lifted in a small wave but Blaine’s eyes lit up and he smiled politely.  This time, the one he gave was larger and more relaxed.  The longer he was around the group, the quicker an honest to goodness smile was easier.  Rather than one filled with nervous excitement. He wasn’t seeking to shadow Jeff much at all now.  A mental note to knock it off combined with the fact that they all seemed like really great guys.

Of course they would.  That’s what this school promised his parents and him.  Whether it lasted once he really saw the students here for what they were when the place wasn’t being sold on him to attend was another thing.  Turns out?  The faculty’s promised seemed, more and more by the minute, something that rang true.  “As you can see?  I think Jeff really wants to go get some pizza.  I think besides that and the Warblers?  That’s all he’s been able to talk about,” he even grinned jokingly and not a single thought came to mind about the last of the nick and bruises that were fading.  He hummed softly, thinking as he bounced his attention from face to face.