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"Well, we're here." Sebastian said, shrugging, the other Warblers all standing behind their new captain.
"We've got something to settle." Blaine folded his arms across his chest, he was standing across from his old friends and teammates and in between Santana and Izzy. Izzy was refusing to make eye contact with Sebastian. When he looked at her she replied by rolling her eyes at him.
"Only one of us can use MJ, but only one of us can." Blaine informed the Warblers, then Santana took over for him. "We're having a Jackson off, Nick at Nite." Izzy thought that one of Santana's best nicknames yet, she wondered how she came up with them. "Winner gets King of Pop for Regionals."
"What, us against the three of you?" Sebastian asked, amused, gesturing at the trio standing in front of him.
Izzy stepped forward. "You really think you're that bad, Everest?" She questioned, glaring at him, the nickname was referring to his height. She was a lot smaller and had to look up. "You're worried about the three of us? Awwwww, believe in yourself a little!" Izzy said, sweetly, faking a smile.
Sebastian looked down at her and smiled, which both annoyed her and made her stomach start to do backflips. "You're just so cute, Izzy."
Izzy looked down and folded her arms. "Back to Isabel, Smythe. I'm taking away your Izzy privileges."
Santana clicked her fingers and there rest of the New Directions emerged from the shadows and stood behind Izzy, Santana and Blaine, getting ready for their sing-off.
(Artie) Your butt is mine Gonna tell you right Just show your face In broad daylight I'm telling you On how I feel Gonna hurt your mind Don't shoot to kill Come on Come on Lay it on me All right I'm giving you On count of three To show your stuff Or let it be I'm telling you Just watch your mouth I know your game What you're about
(Blaine) Well they say the sky's the limit And to me that's really true But my friend you have seen nothin' Just wait 'til I get through
(Santana with the New Directions and Warblers) Because I'm bad, I'm bad come on You know I'm bad, I'm bad come on, you know You know I'm bad, I'm bad come on, you know And the whole world has to Answer right now Just to tell you once again Who's bad!
(Izzy with the New Directions and Warblers) Because I'm bad, I'm bad come on You know I'm bad, I'm bad come on, you know You know I'm bad, I'm bad come on, you know And the whole world has to Answer right now Just to tell you once again Who's bad!
What happened next seemed to happen too quickly for anybody to process it. Sebastian had taken a cup from someone and attempted to fling its contents at Kurt, Blaine had shoved Kurt aside and gotten in front of him. Izzy watched in disbelief as a red slushee hit Blaine right in the face and he fell to the ground, holding his face and screaming in agony. There was no way a normal slushee could cause someone that much pain.
Kurt and Izzy dropped to their knees immediately, next to Blaine as he continued to yell in pain. "What the fuck?" Izzy muttered, worriedly and stood back up. Then rose her voice. "What the fuck are you doing?" She shouting at Sebastian and wanted to slap him so badly. She stroked around Blaine and went for him but was held back by Finn and Mike. She began kicking her legs madly.
"You wanna go, Smythe?" She screeched at the boy who was looking from her to Blaine. He hadn't meant for it to hit Blaine and didn't know what to say. And it that moment, he was actually afraid of Izzy. "Son of a bitch!" She yelled as the Warblers turned around and started to retreat. "Yeah! You run, motherfuckers! You better fucking run!"
When the Warblers were out of sight, the two boys thought it was safe to release their grip on Izzy. She was boiling with anger. Angry at that prick for what he'd just done to Blaine, and even angrier at herself for not hating him for it. Nowhere near to hating him.
Back in the choir room, Kurt told them that Blaine's right eye had been damaged, whatever was put into the slushee had scratched his cornea and he was in need of surgery. Mr Schue couldn't understand how a slushee could do so much damage.
"That's because it wasn't a normal slushee, Mr Schue." Finn said, walking over to them. "There was... stuff in it. Rocks or something. He wanted to do that damage."
"Well, unless you have proof he tampered with that slushee the police aren't interested in getting involved." Mr Schue said and Izzy began to bite her lip when he mentioned the police.
"W-wait, the police?" Izzy spoke up, nervously. "You mean, if it's proven, Sebastian could get sent to juvie?" It was obvious she was anxious and she began to pick at her nails.
"Izzy! Sebastian is evil!" Kurt went over to take a seat. "He needs to be expelled. He blinded Blaine!"
"I-I know," she was speaking timidly. "Maybe I could just try talking to him? You know, I-"
"No, Izzy. It's better if you just stay away from him." This time it was Mr Schue telling her.
