As Blaine stood Skylar quickly followed, grabbing his messenger bag to quickly swing over his shoulder. Ensuring that his blazer was properly in place, Skylar took a moment to smooth out the wrinkles and straighten his tie. After the level of perfection he was looking for was reached, he looked up at the coach who was motioning for him to head towards the door. Following the direction, the Head Warbler listened intently as Blaine spoke. The story seemed bizarre, yet not out of character of the Warblers. They seemed to get upset quickly, even when asked if they were all gay. “It is comforting to know that others have had similar struggles.” Skylar said as the story came to an end.
Skylar noticed, he noticed the fall in the face of the older, how for one second it seemed as if something were wrong. Most of the time spent around the former Warbler he was optimistic, energetic, and wise. However, Skylar was smart enough to know that it wasn’t always the case, everyone had secrets. As much as he wanted to push and ask Blaine about his, he knew better than to cross that line. If he wanted to share, he would. “It also also reassuring to know that you all came back from it. It gives me hope that this is all temporary and we will be back to normal soon.” Skylar bit his bottom lip as he took a moment to ponder over the question. There were so many things that the Warblers wanted from this year, they all had goals as a group and as individuals. Yet he knew what the one common goal between all the members was. “We want to bring the honor and good name back to the Warblers.”
Blaine listened to everything Skylar had to say, honing in on the answer to his question first and foremost. What he heard made pride fill his heart. He nodded, skipping back a beat before addressing his purpose of why he asked what he had. “It’s show choir, Skylar. Dramatic outbursts will always be a thing,” he grinned trying to make the boy feel better as they walked towards Dalton’s cafe, “I don’t think you can have one without the other. Even in a place like Dalton.” Hazel eyes roamed over the hallway and he couldn’t help the wistful smile that curved the edges of his mouth. “As peaceful as it is most of the time–the Warblers can have their moments where a spot of chaotic arguments and disagreements can happen. We’ll always come back from whatever happens. Give it time. We’ll remind them of why we all love the Warblers as much as we do.”
“You know? I want that more than anything? To bring our name back to where it was before the fiasco that was Hunter Clarington and his insane idea that we weren’t good enough to win without,” he held up his fingers in air quotations, “help.” Lowering both hands and balling them into loose fists that were shoved into his pockets, he shook his head and let out a heavy sigh. “We’re heading in the right direction. I just wish I would have been able to stop it before it ever got that out of hand. Sometimes it’s hard not to think about what would have happened if I just came back when they wanted me to.” There was no way Blaine would’ve ever let that happen. No way in hell. All they could do was rebuild after their reputation was drug through the mud the way it was in the wake of the scandal. There were steps already taken. Skylar and the others would get them the rest of the way there and having the chance to help them along? That was where Blaine’s focus, passion and drive was. “We can’t erase what happened? But I’ll help us fight tooth and nail to get back to where we used to be. I’m really proud to have you to work towards that with, you know?”
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