Heeeeeeeeey! K, this my second Quinn and Jeff fic! i adore them as a couple and would totally die if they were dating in the show! I hope you all like it :) it's going to be multi-chaptered, but i don't think it'll be as long as my first one! So, I hope you all enjoy :)

QUIFF FOREVER!

I dont own Glee: if i did I would be the happiest person in the world... or universe... or just REALLLLLLLY happy!

Light as a feather

Quinn

When I walked into the choir room the next day, the Dalton Academy Warblers were standing at the front. Mr. Schue was explaining something and as I walked in, he stopped and looked at me.

"Late again, Quinn." He said, shaking his head. I shrugged and went to sit beside Santana and Kurt. Santana reached over and squeezed my hand. She was eyeballing one of the warblers, an Asian one, who was blushing. She winked as him saucily and he turned a dark shade of red.

Trent glanced at me and raised his eyebrows. I shrugged and looked away. He smirked.

"So as I was saying…" Schue looked at me, I rolled my eyes, "Some people think that the warblers are still our competition even though we won—" He was cut off by cheering. I smirked at Trent who then scowled at me.

"ANWAYS. Our schools have decided to do a little swap. The Warblers will spend a month with us, and then we will go to Dalton."

"Wow. Finally those poor boys will experience some females." Santana winked. The boys laughed nervously.

"Well, you will have to complete all the work they give you so I hope that you aren't too busy flirting to study." He replied.

"It's called multi-tasking Mr. Schue, ever heard of it? We can get the boys to help us study." I smiled like an angel.

"What makes you think they'll help you?" Trent said.

"I'm pretty. People will do anything for a pretty person." I smiled and he shook his head.

"Anyways, I've put you in tiny groups. So…" he cleared his throat, "We will have the two Fabray's together and since Santana and Brittany and Quinn have the same schedule, we'll put Jeff and Nick with them. So there's a group of five. Kurt you'll be with Blaine…" After hearing my group, I totally tuned out and brought out my cell. I carefully hid it behind my binder and Santana and Brit did the same.

Omg. Total. Bore. I'd rather hear Rachel sing her millionth solo. – Q

I know right? Why do we have to do this? – S

I thought warblers were birds… - B

Brittany put up her hand and said to Mr. Schue, "Aren't Warblers birds? So shouldn't they be a bird?" she looked totally confused. Santana smiled and put her arm around her and I giggled.

"Brit honey, they're just called Warblers, they're not actual birds."

"OH." She nodded understanding. The boys just glanced at her confused and Mr. Schue shook his head like he normally does.

"Go sit with your partners." He said and Trent lead Jeff and Nick to where we were sitting.

"Quinn." I heard Rachel say, 'Oh great. I will have to use all the power in my NOT to slap her.' I thought, "I didn't know you had a brother. How interesting."

"YO. I'm Quinn's bro, so, any of you dudes come near her, you'll have to answer to me." he said, trying to look tough.

"Please. You couldn't protect yourself from a firefly." I smirked.

"That was ONE time, lil' Q." He knew I hated that nickname and only called me that when he wanted to irritate me.

"Lil' Q huh?" Finn smiled cheekily.

"Shut it Hudson. Or should I say, 'Frankenteen.'" I glared at him. He ducked his head down.

"Wow Trent." The blond boy whistled, "Your sister got the run of this school."

"Yeah. She does." Trent looked at me, with an unreadable expression. He leaned in close and whispered in my ear, "Remember the deal." I smiled at him innocently and the black hair boy said,

"Fabray secrets?"

"Yeah." He said, "So when's our first class, buddies?"

"Now." Santana said, sliding off her chair casually and grabbing our bags. She handed Brit and mine to us.

"Still being a servant San?" Trent smirked.

"It's called being a good friend which you wouldn't know about since you have none." She said, we turned and didn't care if the boys followed us or not. We went through the hallway and everyone parted like the red sea. It was good to be on top of the food chain. Didn't have to take shit from anyone, except for the odd one or two jocks who think it's still funny to slushie. But don't worry, we put them in their place faster then they can say 'SLUSHIE'. We arrived at English and sat down. San sat in the middle because she and Trent can't bare each other. I sat beside my idiot brother and his classmates.

"Ah. Three Dalton boys." Everyone turned around to stare at them and me. I moved my chair away from Trent slightly, causing a giggle to go through my class. Trent casually put his arm around me and I wiggled out.

"Names?"

"Nick Duval." Said the black haired boy.

"Jeff Sterling." Said the blond hair boy.

"Trent Fabray." Everyone stared again.

"Are you two…" the teacher started to say and then I cut in,

"Yes he's my brother."

"Didn't know you had a brother Quinn." Karofsky said.

"Yeah well, there's a lot of things people don't know about me." I shot back, "Everybody hides stuff."

"I don't." He smirked.

"Really? I'm sure there's something." I cocked my head to one side and raised an eyebrow. One day I had found Kurt especially shaken up and I had confronted him. He told me everything, the bullying, the kiss, the yelling. He shrunk down in his seat and paled a little. Amizo slapped his shoulder slightly.

"Nah I got nothing to hide."

"Sure you don't Dave. Sure." Santana said, throwing him her best bitch-glare.

"Settle down!" All three of us, threw him a glare before returning to turn out the teacher. We'd already done it so it didn't matter. I took out my phone and Santana and Brittany followed.

LOL you're brothers taking notes like a nerd. – S

Nah, he's chatting online. I can see his screen. – Q

I leaned over to double check, I was right.

If he wants notes, he's not going to get him. – Q

Poor baby. – S

Trent's not that bad – B

To me he is. –Q

Ditto – S

I glanced over and saw Jeff and Nick struggling to keep up with the lecture. I leaned down and ripped off a piece of paper and took out a pen.

I have the notes for the classes you missed and even this class. Stop writing, you look like you're about to die. I'll send them to you. Do you own a computer? Q

I lightly tapped his back nonchalantly and passed him the note. Trent didn't even notice. He took it and wrote something back, tapping me.

Thanks. Those could really help. Yeah, I do own a computer thank you very much. Do you have iChat or Skype? J

Um, yeah. Who doesn't? .com

I heard him tear a piece of paper and handed me it.

.com thanks for the notes J

I looked over at him and smiled. He grinned back. Then I felt my phone vibrate.

Pass me the notes. – S

YES! Let's read 'em! – B

Nothing interesting. – Q

Everything interesting when it comes down to a cute blond who has his eye on me. – S

Keep him. Don't want him. – Q

Seriously? I'd totally date him. He's super cute. But I'm faithful to Artie. – B

Nah, he glances at you too much. Can't take a guy who's obviously going after my best friend. – S

Does Finn or Puck ring a bell? – Q

They were different. They go to this school. A relationship with them was just to show you that you could do better. – S

Thanks S. You can do better than Puck. – Q

Maybe I don't want to ;) –S

Hate to break the bubble, but you know he's pining after another girl… - B

Yeah whatever. Until he or she makes a move, Puck's all mine. – S

"We have Calc next." I said, as I gathered my books. The boys just nodded, not saying anything. Santana looked at them then back at me. We started walking down the hallway and Amizo yelled,

"Hey Fabray! Heads up." The slushie was thrown at all three of us, but only hit me. He ducked as he ran away.

"Take them to Calc. I'll deal with the devil's side kick." I said, handing Brittany my bag and Santana my books. They nodded and Trent said,

"Quinn, I'll totally take that guy after school."

"Don't bother Trent. I'll show you how to fix a problem in the REAL world." I said, marching up to the locker where Amizo was hiding.

"Too scared to come out?" I sneered, as I slammed the locker shut. His head popped out and he said,

"No. Just grabbing books."

"Funny, didn't think you could read." I paused, "Anyways, the next time you throw a slushie, I'll make sure you know what it feels like to hang upside down." He looked scared and then grabbed his books and ran.

I turned around and started walking towards the bathroom. I saw them waiting outside the Calc room and I looked at Brittany. She shrugged and walked over to help clean me up.

"GOD I hate the jocks. I swear to god, if I could kill them all…"

"I know Q. I know." She said as she washed my face. She took out the extra cheerios outfit she had. I quickly changed into it and we walked into class.

"Oh, Miss Fabray and Miss Pierce. How nice it is that you finally graced us with your presences."

"Yes. You should be honored that we decided to show up after all." I said, as I took my place. Trent was sitting beside Santana who looked like she wanted to punch him. He always loved annoying her. There was a seat in between him and Jeff so I sat there and Brittany sat beside Nick, who looked up happily as the pretty blond sat down and started talking animatedly.

"Sassy girl." Jeff said to me. He seemed a lot more relaxed in this class, leaning back and not rushing his notes.

"Someone has to put people in their place." I said.

"Even teachers?"

I looked at him and he looked back at me, "Yeah. If they can be sassy, why can't I?"

"Because they are older then you and deserve some respect…" he raised his eyebrows. He said it very casually.

"Some respect I'll give them. When they give me an A."

"Ha. Haven't gotten an A yet in calc."

"Close. B+ but never an A." I pressed my lips together. I hated calc just because it was my lowest mark and I never got an A in it.

"I can help you if you want. I have a 97 average in Dalton."

"What's holding you back from your 3%?"

"Lack of attendance."

I looked at him. He didn't seem like the type to skip classes, just the opposite. He grinned at me,

"What, just because I go to an all boys school doesn't mean I have to be prim and proper. Just ask your brother. He gets up to all kinds of stuff."

"I know. I hear about it when Mom and Dad yell at him through the phone." He laughed.

"I hear he gets into trouble, never specifics though… so… what all do you get up to?" I asked as I finished a math problem.

"Oh nothing big. Just sneaking out every once in a while. Ditching class, sneaking girls into the dorm for parties…"

"Parties? Sneaking girls in? How come I've never been snuck in?" I turned to Trent.

"Because you're MY SISTER. I do not want MY SISTER to be partying with MY FRIENDS." He said, before he turned back to Santana who was about to rip him to pieces.

"I thought you didn't have any friends. So technically I wouldn't be partying with your friends, I'd be partying with your classmates." I replied.

Jeff leaned in close, "Once you're in the party, there's no way to leave until the next day. I could get you in sometime if you want." He paused, "Or when you guys come to Dalton. New Directions and the Warblers. See your brother do some pretty bad stuff."

"Like…"

"Skinny dip, run around campus in his boxer shots… get totally and utterly wasted. Stuff like that."

"Did I hear get utterly wasted? Sound like my kind of party." Santana said, leaning away from Trent and looking at Jeff.

"Come sometime."

"No. I will not have my baby sister with me."

"Please Trent. I'm like, two minutes younger then you. I'm not your baby sister."

"Of course you're not sis." He said grinning.

"So are you boys going to drive all the way up to Dalton or our you staying somewhere close?" Brittany asked Nick and Jeff. Trent, she knew was staying at home. Yay for me.

"They've booked us a few hotel rooms. Trent's staying with us actually." Nick said.

"Good. I don't have to deal with him at school and at home." I said, walking towards my car.

"Where should we meet you tomorrow sis?"

"Do you know where the Coffee shop is? Lima Bean. Yeah we'll meet you there at 6:15AM."

"WHAT?"

"Cheerios practice, obviously. If not, you can wandering into McKinley yourself at 8:30." I smiled as I got into my car. Santana and Brittany pilled in the back. I waved to the boys. Jeff waved back, Nick smiled and Trent scowled.

"I think you and Jeff would make a cute couple." Santana said, sitting cross-legged on the floor. I was sitting across from her and Brittany was hanging off the couch.

"And I think Nick and Brit should date. I mean, he was totally patient and everything with her." she shrugged.

"I like him. He's sweet. But he's a friend. I'm dating ARTIE remember?" she said to Santana.

"Whatever. Jeff and Quinn would make SUCH a good couple. Like I'm not even joking. Every time you passed him a note, he'd blush. So what were you two talking about?"

"I told him I'd send him my notes. He wasn't blushing over that." I said, flipping open my computer. I took out the piece of paper and added him to my iChat. He popped online and I typed to him.

Now you have mine. – Q

Haha. Smart. Thanks. Thad says "HI and why the hell are you adding my friends on iChat?" … he actually used more colourful words than that but I don't feel like typing them… - J

Tell him. To. Mine. His. Own. Business. – Q

He says he won't and what's your business is his business. – J

F OFF THAD. I'M SENDING YOUR FRIEND NOTES SO THAT HE DOESN'T FAIL. NOW I'LL TELL HIM NOT TO GIVE THEM TO YOU! – Q

RUDE. How do you know he'll listen to you? – J

Because if he EVER wants to see the light of day AGAIN he will. – Q

And with that I shut my computer.

"What about the notes?" Brittany asked, confused. She and Santana had read the whole conversation over my shoulder.

"I'll send them later." I glanced at the clock. 5 o'clock. "Shouldn't you guys…" I said. They usually left around this time anyways and I needed to start my homework.

"Yup, yup. We'll get out of your hair. Text me Q!" Santana said as she and Brittany got their stuff and ran down the stairs. I sighed and flopped onto my bed. I tossed my phone onto the white chair across the room. It landed with a soft thud. I stared at the ceiling and then I heard my ring tone. I sighed and got up but I didn't check the message. It was probably Santana or Brittany. I walked to my closet and put on an over sized shirt of Trent's (If anyone tells I'll kill them) and a pair of lulu lemon shorts. I put on a pair of socks and then shuffled across my room to grab my headphones and dock. I plugged in my iPod and started playing Party Rock Anthem. I set it down on my counter in the washroom and removed all my make-up. I tied my hair in a messy bun, continuing to sing and stepped back into my room. I put the dock, on my side table then when to my desk and opened my laptop. I grabbed my phone and checked the message.

I got Nick to steal Trent's phone to get your number. I hope that's okay. – J

Sure. – Q I blushed, I mean, I was curious as to why he had done it but it was sweet so, whatever.

Um, out of random curiosity, why'd you do it? – Q

Cause I figured that we couldn't talk on iChat with Trent hovering around. – J

Good thinking. He's nosy. – Q

I know right. He keeps on yelling about you two having a deal…? – J

Oh ignore him. I'll tell you someday… or never. I'll deal with him. – Q

Oh you'll tell me someday soon if you want to get into the parties, missy. And with us in the hotel, Trent can't kick you out. – J

I'd rather go to a Dalton party. – Q

There will only be Dalton-ites there. So don't worry your pretty little face… - J

Oh so you think I have a pretty face huh? – Q

Yup. I know you couldn't stop staring at my eyes. Or the one covered by my hair. – J

I was not. And if I was, it was because you look someone in the eye and talk to them. – Q

Oh. So what colour is it? – J

Blue and green. – Q

HAH! You were staring at it. I have TWO different colour eyes cause I like to freak people out. – J

LOOK IN PEOPLES EYES WHEN TALKING. – Q

SURE QUINN! SURE! – J

ITS TRUE. I will delete you if you don't stop! – Q

Fine, fine. Truce. – J

I never admit defeat. – Q

Well, then… I guess we'll have to settle this another way. Tomorrow, don't look into my eyes when we talk. Then I'll ask you what colour they are. You better not lie, or I'll make sure you and your friends NEVER get into a party. Trust me, I have people. – J

Ominous. Fine. Deal. – Q

See you tomorrow ;) – J

Bye. – Q

I walked over to my laptop and opened it to find 50 iChat messages from Trent. I sighed and clicked on them.

DON'T ADD MY FRIENDS – T

Was sent about 50 times. I rolled my eyes and exited the box. I didn't want to reply to him and I seriously needed to start my homework. I decided to start with Calc because I was having the most trouble with it. It was horrid. I couldn't get any of the questions. I picked up my phone and called Trent.

"You a calc genius?" I asked when he answered.

"Na. But Jeff is. Come over, he can help you." He said, sounding nicer. I narrowed my eyes, this was weird, why was he letting me come over?

"I'll text you the address. Bring your stuff and tell mom that we'll meet her at breadstix around 7ish."

"Wait what?"

"Mom invited my friends and I to have dinner with you and her. At Breadstix. Didn't she tell you?"

"No. Hence the surprise in my voice…"

"Urgh. Whatever. Just tell her and come quickly." He hung up and a few seconds later my phone buzzed with the address. I grabbed my Michael Kors tote bag, slipped into a pair of jeans, white shirt and a black leather jacket. I grabbed my sunglasses and perched them on top of my head. I put on my converse and ran downstairs.

"I'm going to Trent's so he can help me with Calc. We'll see you at Breadstix's around 7ish he says." I told her. She nodded and threw my keys with where on the kitchen island.

When I got to the hotel, I gapped. I didn't realized that Dalton would put them up somewhere so fancy. This was where business people stayed, not 20 rowdy boys.

"Surprise?" I heard a voice behind my say, as I handed my keys to the valet. I looked behind and there was Nick.

"Trent sent me to get you. I'm pretty sure he's having a secret talk with Jeff." He smiled.

"Thanks." I said, we started walking towards the elevators.

"So why do you go to McKinley and Trent go to Dalton?" he asked.

"Oh just because he wanted to experience a boarding school and I didn't really want to go. So mom and dad found Dalton which was close so it worked out."

"So when you moved you guys went to different schools?"

"Yeah. I didn't like going to the same school as him. It was annoying."

"Aahh."

"Why are you here?" I asked as we entered the elevator.

"Go into too much trouble at my old boarding school. Parent's thought if that I was at a school closer to them, I'd ease up on the trouble. No such luck." He winked.

"I have a question." I said, turning to face him. He looked at me, raising his eyebrows.

"Do you like Brittany?"

"Yeah she's cool. But I figured she's with the wheelchair guy. So, I guess we're friends." He said, he didn't look sad.

"Wow. Most guys at our school would totally try to break them up or something."

"Well, like, I've just met her. I don't really know her so, basically at the moment I like her because she's pretty. That's not enough to make a relationship on. And plus, it's not cool taking another dude's girl. So not cool." He said, facing me.

"Huh. I think I like you Dalton boys more." I said, stepping out of the elevator. He laughed, "Not all Dalton boys are like me."

"You're friends must be like you." I said as I waited for him to open the door. He was fumbling with the key.

"Yeah, I guess. By the way, if you like Jeff, tell him. He won't go after he's friends sister unless the feelings mutual."

"So he does like me." I said, trying to sound nonchalant. Nick opened his mouth, then closed it.

"Right now, it's based on looks. So… um… don't tell him I told you?"

"Sure Nick." We entered and Jeff was sitting his bed, reading Harry Potter intently. He didn't notice us enter. Trent was no where do be seen. Nick raised his eyebrows then walked over to the closet. He motioned for me to be quiet and then he yanked the doors open. Trent came tumbling out with a video camera. Jeff still didn't look up from his book.

"I thought I could catch you breaking the deal." He said, miffed as he walked out. Nick raised his eyebrows at me and I just shrugged. I grabbed the Harry potter book out of his hands and flung it on the other bed. I read harry potter too, so I knew that you had to treat the books with care.

"HEY!" he said, jumping up, grabbing the book and holding it against his chest. He looked at me and quickly took off his glasses. He blushed and turned to me.

"So what brings you to this part of town?"

"Nice dude. I'll leave you too…" Nick said as he walked out of the room. He winked at me and then left. I sighed.

"I need calc help and Trent volunteered you to help me."

"Sure, sure. Come." He said, beckoning me towards the floor. I tookout my books and we spread them on the ground. He grabbed a pencil from his bag and then put his glasses on again.

"I know, I look like a total nerd." He said.

"Nah, I think their kind of cute." I smiled. It was nice being around him, I didn't feel like I had to control him. I always had to do that with Finn or Sam. But maybe that's because I'm not dating him… yet… oh god. I blushed and looked away.

"AHA." He grinned. The hair fell over his right eye and he quickly shook his head.

"Looks like someone needs a haircut." I said.

"Yup. Whatever, I don't mind it long. I can fall asleep and no on will know."

"Except for the fact that the other eye is closed." I said.

"Ruined my happiness." He said, shuffling a little closer, "Let's start, shall we?"

I nodded and he began talking in math terms. Everything went over my head, except for the fact that Santana was right. We would make a good couple…

OOOO

what the deal with Trent? is quinn gonna date jeff? is something gonna happy? IDK! LOL the author doesn't know...

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