wait, is that JEFF STERLING they kinda look a lot like ROSS LYNCH, don’t they? i heard the TWENTY-ONE year old is known as the PUNK ROCKER around mckinley. it seems like they auditioned to be in THE WARBLERS which is so lame? people at campus have said they’re CREATIVE, but don’t be fooled since they’re also ONE-TRACK MINDED. rumor has it, you can find them at N/A when they aren’t belting show tunes. their entire vibe revolves around GRUNGY UNDERGROUND CLUBS, LEATHER JACKETS AND WORN OUT JEANS, CALLUSES FROM GUITAR STRINGS and YOUR HEART RACING TO THE TEMPO OF A SONG but no one pays attention to that here in ohio.
Auditioning with Hammer by Point North
Jeff didn’t have a bad upbringing. He was the child of two loving parents, who did whatever they could to support him. That wasn’t to say that he made it easy for them though. Jeff was always getting into trouble in school. Whether it be a prank on another student, or the consequential fight that would be a result afterwards. But no matter what, they always went in to bat for him, and always made sure he knew he was loved and supported.
That wasn’t to say that Jeff wasn’t smart, though. Academically, Jeff thrived. He could cram for a test the night before and ace it. But he just wasn’t interested in it. School bored him, and the only thing that could hold his attention was music. Freshman year of high school, Jeff picked up a guitar, and he hasn’t put it down since.
In senior year, Jeff was so sure that music was the path he was supposed to take that he almost chose to for-go college in order to pursue getting signed to a record label. His voice wasn’t bad, but it also wasn’t outstanding- and playing guitar could only get him so far. Being a quitter was something that wasn’t going to happen though, so instead he started a band. He’s fine to share the spotlight, so long as he gets it.
His parents pleaded for him to at least give college a try- they didn’t care about whether he attended an Ivy league or not, just that he went. He agreed with their request to keep them off of his back. So with them paying his tuition, he now attends just enough classes to not flunk out- whilst focussing as much time and energy as he can on his band and getting them noticed.
BASICS OF JEFF;
Name: Jeffery (Jeff) Sterling
Pronouns: He/Him
Hometown: Lima, Ohio
Birthday & Star Sign: April 10th - Aries
Relationship Status: Single and mingling
Sexuality: Pansexual
Occupation: Event promoter
Sports/Clubs: N/A
Glee Club: Dalton Academy Warblers
Major: Art
WANTED CONNECTIONS;
Best Friend: His ride or die. The person who can bring him out of his shell and knows all the little inner info that he doesn't let anyone else see.
Ex-Relationship: There was chemistry, there was a connection, talking, casual dates etc. But for some reason one (or both) just couldn't make it work. Could be amicable, or there could be tension.
Current Love interest/FWB: Everyone needs someone to lean on when it comes to pent up sexual frustration. Could be as simple as a one night stand to a small fling. Nothing super deep, or the love of his life.
Enemy : Pretty self-explanatory. They cannot stand one another. Could be something that's happened in the past, a general differ in character, anything really.
Bandmates: The people he's trying to make a living with in this crazy life. Bandmates could be super close, have an understanding that they're both a means to an end, or lowkey despise one another. So much room for many options!
*Definitely open to anything else also! If anyone is looking for something to be filled and thinks Jeff could be the man for the job, I'm more than happy to assist!
JEFF: This Sat night! 8:30pm.
JEFF: I would def offer to pick you up or whatever but you mentioned bringing friends? Did you wanna come with them?
JEFF: Sweet! I can't wait to see what AMAZING pics you snap!
DOTTIE: Adding to my calendar as we speak.
DOTTIE: Oh, that's so nice of you! But no worries. Madison's going to go! You can definitely take me home, though?
DOTTIE: As long as it's not crazy out of your way.
DOTTIE: Separately, she said the dress code was leather?
DOTTIE: I'll be sure to send you some selects as soon as I can.
NICK: ok but i should be exempt because it's embarrassing actually
NICK: there was that cheerleader that i had a thing for? back in high school?
NICK: the one that i met at a couple of my sister's meets
NICK: i mean nothing ever happened and i figured i'd never see her again so i wrote a song only SORT OF inspired by the whole thing and then it won an award
NICK: anyway that's madison
NICK: who introduced herself to me at seb's party with zero recollection of us having met before
DOTTIE: Amazing!! When is it?
DOTTIE: Oh, 100%. Looking forward to it, actually. And I'm still planning on bringing my camera for some action shots too!
JEFF: This Sat night! 8:30pm.
JEFF: I would def offer to pick you up or whatever but you mentioned bringing friends? Did you wanna come with them?
JEFF: Sweet! I can't wait to see what AMAZING pics you snap!
The headliners I guess?? I mean we're the only band to play all night so we're def like the MVP's. The set is a couple hours, but super chill with like breaks for drinks and stuff. It's just at a bar so not like profesh or anything. Gonna come along!? The theme is leather and dim lighting.
Hell yeah dude! It's gonna be awesome, I know we're going to kill it out there. Super excited to join you on stage, hopefully your existing fans weren't too attached to the old drummer.
I can't wait to eat up that stage with you! But for real, don't even stress about it, man! They're gonna love you. Our old drummer was super flaky and the fill in we had totally didn't get any hate, so I think you'll be cool. So long as you're bringing that beat, that's all they'll care about for sure.
What am I supposed to do? Be on bed rest for the next 8 months? I'm an athlete; I do gymnastics, cheerleading, dancing. If I don't have that, what do I have? Obviously I care what happens. I don't know why you'd imply that I don't.
That's not what I was saying. I kinda think you're taking things to the most drastic places right now. Pretty sure it's still like, encouraged that you do whatever you were doing before within reason. It's just also looking after you while you're cookin a little mini you. Or like... a mini baby daddy or whatever. Look, I'm sorry that I said that, I'm just not sure what your thoughts are and I'm trying not to offend or insult in any way. I can tell it's def not working. I can just keep my mouth shut.
I mean, please tell me if I'm wrong cause like I paid attention in school but not like, that much attention.. but isn't fiction like... things that aren't true? I totally have love for Seb, but like we're kinda exes for a reason.
Totally a PSA for all them die hard fans out there, I know that we have such an awesome bunch already but please bring your dudes/girls, friends, sibs. Hell, even your mom and dad! Thurs night. Super lowkey location, check the flyers!
Oh no, no, no it's totes fine. What's the point in doing anything if you're not the best, right? Honestly... it's exhausting. But I can't just stop trying to be that good a things now. It's expected.
We really did! Cute, love that for us. Oh no, no. My roots are blonde as can be. But when they start to grow out, I'm gonna make sure stay on top of it. Awesome! Thats great. I don't know if I have a preference between the two, but I like you brunette. I could def be biased thought.
I would def rebel against it if that were me. I'm really lucky though, my folks are chill af. I just gotta keep going to classes and passing and they'll keep helping me out where they can. Oh! And church too. You def can stop it if it's like... burning you out and shit. Sometimes being imperfect makes you the perfect you.
Well if you ever need some help with them to make sure you cover them all, lmk! I'm happy to help a gal in need! But thanks! That makes me feel heaps better about the change. Biased how?
You’re right, I am minutes away from snapping, so I’d hope I’m not in the line of fire when that happens if I were you. Please, ask her if she minds the free designer dresses, elevated social status, and advice that honestly I could charge her for if I wanted to. I’m a saint to that girl because she has so much potential it’s insane. And relax, I’m not about to give you dating advice. Frankly, I’m hoping you’re your own unbearable self on the date so Dottie realises she can do better and ditches you. No, think of this as more of a threat; you can annoy her but don’t hurt or make a fool out of her.
You're kinda all hiss and no scratch, does it work on people under 5'5? You couldn't even get me from down where you are... Ohhh, so you have to buy her love?? That totally checks out cause she's too good to be friends with you for real. If I didn't already totally dig her for just being her, I def would just to piss you off. Take a chill pill, Wilde, I'm not some ass that hurts people just for funsies. If it was like, not serious and stuff I would say so, I'm not here to fuck around on someone without them knowing, I don't roll that way.
I wouldn't be in the band if I didn't believe with my everything that we could make it! Making and performing music is what I was made to do! I def have bandmates that can help me get there.
Had Dottie spent a decent portion of the night thus far looking for Jeff? Maybe so. But, like, casually. She'd scan the room, take a little sip of whatever the specialty cocktail at the bar had been (shoutout to being 21!), and pretend to know what was happening at the roulette table in front of her. And she was having a good night. Really.
But it was made better when she finally caught a glimpse of him. Eyes lighting up instantly, she did try to play it cool. She took her time making her way over, eager to at the very least say hello. Would they spend a decent amount of time together? Would she take Kitty's advice and ask him on a real date? She had no specific plans as she snuck up behind him, a murmured "hey" offered in greeting. Trusting her instincts for once, she followed things up with a compliment. "You clean up nice." @askjeffsterling
To say that Jeff had been wanting to hang out with Dottie would've been an understatement. But he had a cool persona to give off, and he wasn't about to forgo it now. Plus, he'd dragged Nick along and he just couldn't ditch his friend for the pretty girl that had caught his eye recently. So the night had gone along in an agonisingly slow rate. Sure, it had been fun winning the small amount that he had, and the bar was certainly a bonus, but he found himself scanning the room every so often in the hopes of catching her attention.
It seemed that Dottie was quicker than he to the jump, which Jeff was sure he'd hear an earful from Kitty about later. He couldn't help but beam as he looked down at her. "Hey!" He answered happily. "I've been looking for you."
In moments the cool, collected demeanour he possessed before faded, a blush making it's way to his cheeks. That had never happened before. "Aw, thanks Dots. I made sure to put in extra effort just for you." Taking in her outfit, he drew his lip between his lips. "You look bangin'. How many total babes have you have to fight off so far?" He asked in all seriousness. "My guess is like..." He hummed. "At least ten."
