Noticing that Blaine was looking somewhere else, Tina followed his gaze to a table with a few guys sitting at it. Then she focused on him. “Well, they look like they are fun so it can’t be all bad. Anyways, what instruments do you play?” She looked away from the group because she automatically looked back over there when he pointed. “I play the piano and tap dance. I’m also a part of my school’s glee club so that covers singing and dancing. So it looks like we have some things in common. Though, I also enjoy fashion and making my own clothes as if you couldn’t tell.” She gestured to her outfit of the day that was obviously not something that could be completely put together from shops at the mall besides Hot Topic. She didn’t care what people thought though because it was how she chose to express herself.
Blaine gave the table of boys a grin and a roll of his eyes at their behavior. Regardless if they were complete dorks–they were his world and that was that. Looking back at Tina as they bumped up in the line–he rubbed the back of his neck and shrugged. “I play the guitar, piano and a few others. The piano is my favorite though. Always has been. My brother is more of a guitar kind of guy.” Hearing that she was a member of her school’s glee club piqued his interest and his brows burrowed in his curiosity. “Wait–? You do?” He figured she had to go to McKinley if she lived in this area. Several of Trent’s cousins did and if it weren’t for his family having the means to send him to Dalton–Trent would be there as well. “That’s what we,” his head ticked back indicating the table where his friends were, “are. We go to Dalton Academy in Westerville.” There was a glint of pride in honeyed hazel eyes that ignited as soon as he spoke the name of his school. It only grew in intensity as he continued. “We’re in the Warblers. You go to McKinley–yeah? That’s the,” he thought on the name trying to remember it from the Show Choir blogs. It didn’t take him long. “New Directions, right? Looks like we may be rivals in the future,” he joked with an aloof smile and a hum. “And I like your outfit. You have a serious talent and it’s unique. Sets you apart from everyone else. In a good way.” A peace offering in the form of a truthful compliment. Another step up and they were next in line.