Our Own Secrets

Reunion

He stared out of the window. His high school class had planned a reunion that would last an entire day. At first he almost declined, but then he remembered Dallas would be there.

Being rich was nice. He could go anywhere he wanted. Granted, he rarely ever did. Most of his time was spent in some kind of studio, either recording lines or doing choreography. Was this what he had planned to do? Absolutely not. But did he enjoy it? Hell yes.

The car came to a stop in front of a bar, allowing him and two more to get out and the driver left. God did he hate this state. He had dropped out a year before he graduated and took the first chance to move he got. All he ever did was get into fights and piss off teachers. School was not his forte to say the least.

"Oh my god! Sebastian?!" He turned at the voice. A woman stood in a modest dress. It looked on her. "It's me, Katy!"

"Oh, how have you been?" He asked with a smile. Playing nice was something he had grown to be good at. Katy had been just about the nicest popular girl in his grade. More likely the whole school. She never really had anything nasty to say about anyone. That he heard anyways.

"I'be been really good actually. And who are these two? They certainly weren't in our class." Katy noticed the two next to Sebastian.

"Oh, this is James," he motioned to the black haired man. "And this is Mason," he motioned to the brown haired man. "The list said we could bring tag alongs, as long it wasn't more than two."

"Of course! Come inside. You're the last ones to arrive." Katy lead them inside of the building. Almost the entirety of Sebastian's class was there. People talked and caught up with others.

Katy excused herself to mingle with some other woman. James and Mason tagged along with him for awhile, until they decided to walk around on their own. Sebastian talked with his old class mates. He didn't actually care about most of them.

Then he heard something familiar. A song that he knew all too well. When he turned to look, he saw Dallas and another. He had to wrack his brain to be able to remember Taylor's face. Part of him doubted that those two had ever lost contact.

"Sebastian, it's been a while." Sebastian got sucked into a conversation with a man he had a few fights with in the past. He avoided actually calling anyone by their names unless he absolutely had to. James and Mason appeared every so often to check in and then they would disappear again.

Finally, he was able to approach Dallas and Taylor. Familiar music still playing from one of their phones.

To Sebastian, Dallas was incredibly hot. She had a decent amount of curve to her body, and the way she carried herself made him want to pin her up against a wall and leave dark marks all over her skin. Her personality was a plus too. She was generally kind, until pissed off. (Really just something else he found to be hot)

"Now those are faces I was hoping to run into," he said leaning against the back of a chair. Both of the girls turned to face him.

"Sebastian, I didn't think you would actually show," Taylor teased. She held a bottle of beer in her hand. It had yet to be opened. He held his hand out.

"I can open that for you," he grinned.

"Isn't that what every frat boy ever said to me," she winked. Sebastian hummed. He put the metal cap on the edge of the chair. His hand smacked the top and the cap went flying. He covered it for a second so that the drink wouldn't fizz over the top.

"Well I'll be damned," Dallas said.

"You sound like my grandpa," Taylor said. Dallas punched her arm lightly.

"What are you guys listening to?" He knew exactly who they were listening to. But saying that would defeat the purpose of wearing the mask on stage and in videos.

"A group called BlindSpot. They aren't extremely big, but they're growing," Dallas explained. James walked up behind Sebastian. He threw an arm around his friends shoulders.

"What are we talking about?" He asked.

"Oh, just a group me and her listen to," Dallas said. She wasn't a social outcast by any means, but she didn't have many friends. Really it was because she didn't go out of her way to talk to people. So, understandably, she was a bit on guard.

"They're called BlindSpot," Sebastian said a with a smirk. James grinned.

"Do you guys know them?" Taylor asked.

"Yeah, we know them pretty well actually, so does Mason," James interjected before Sebastian could speak. They talked for the rest of the night. The two girls asked what the boys knew about the group.

"Who is your ult?" Taylor asked.

"Narco," Sebastian said. Of course he had to choose himself. How else would he increase his own ego? Mason handed him a shot. Both of them counted down and downed the rough drink. Mason made a face. Sebastian held a hand over his mouth. The drink wasn't very good to say the least.

"What's going on?" Mason asked. He was informed just like James had been. "Oh, my ult's definitely Maid."

"Pine," James said. Sebastian rolled his eyes. All of them had chosen themselves. Most of it was actually just a bit that no one but the three of them understood. At that time and place anyways. There were two more members that weren't with them.

Sebastian suddenly felt very tired. He grabbed onto James, seeing as he was the closest person to him, and laid his head on his shoulder. Sleep tugged at his mind.

"Are you alright?" Dallas asked. Sebastian couldn't answer. His grip on James was slacking, and he could feel the rest of his muscles start to give out. James and Mason helped him sit down in the chair and lay his down so nothing would happen.

Unconsciousness grabbed ahold of him without anymore warning. Thankfully, the episode only lasted for about a minute before he woke up. He had to take a minute to collect himself and remember where he was.

"I think it's time we leave," Mason said. Sebastian agreed. He offered his number to Dallas and Taylor, telling them they could call or text at anytime. But hanging out was a little different. He lived in Florida, and they were currently in California.

All of the members of BlindSpot lived in a decent sized dorm in Florida. Sometimes the others went home to visit friends and family. Sebastian mainly stayed at the dorm though. He didn't exactly have family to go home to, so there was no point.

The driver who had dropped them off picked them up. All three of them crashed at a hotel that night and flew back to Florida the next day.