Fending For Herself 7
Quinn smiled lightly at Mr. Schue as he set her graded Spanish test on her desk. It was an A+. Which was a surprise to Quinn. She had been a good student before she got pregnant, but now it was hard to concentrate, being so moody all the time.
Mr. Schue felt uncomfortable under Quinn's gaze, and quickly moved on to Brittany. He knew Quinn was now in love with him, and he was now in love with her too. But he didn't want to do something that he would later regret.
Quinn neatly put her test into her binder as the bell rang. She got up, walking off, her hair bouncing perfectly. She was the sight of perfection, even with a pregnant belly. Her blue dress looked sexy against her defined curves, thanks to pregnancy, and her face was so damn youthful.
Will, stop thinking about Quinn! He ordered himself. She's a minor. You can't do anything with her. It's illegal.
But he didn't want to forget about Quinn. If he couldn't do anything with her (yet, at least) he could think about her perfection.
He remembered the day Quinn, Brittany, and Santana came into the choir room after school to audition for Glee. Quinn was beautiful. He watched in awe as she danced. Her cheerleading skirt flew up, revealing her underwear. Her ponytail bounced around, and her breasts fought to get out of her tight fitting bra. He shook his head. Get back to work, Will, he told himself.
Quinn went to her locker, still thinking about Mr. Schue. Oh, he's so hot! She thought as she began to twirl the dial to the lock on her locker.
She knew he liked her, too, but she knew he didn't want to let his feelings show, just in case he lost control and had sex with her. What was there to be afraid of? She was turning 18 in less then a month!
Maybe if she was in a Cheerio uniform again, he'd feel differently. She opened her locker back up, and then began to rummage around. Finally, she found her red and white polyester Cheerio uniform. She needed to convince Coach Sylvester to let her back on the squad. She had to!
She went into the bathroom, and then changed into her uniform. Then, she walked down the halls to Coach Sylvester's office. Luckily, people didn't dar try to give her a slushie facial anymore, since they thought, since she had the uniform on, that she was captain of the Cheerios again. Well, she would be soon.
Quinn knocked on the door, and then Coach Sylvester shouted, "Come in!"
Quinn opened the door, and slipped in. "Santana, I hope you got a decaf latte for…" she stopped Quinn when she saw her.
"Quinn, what are you doing?"
"Standing in your office, in my uniform." "Why?" "Because I want back on that squad." "Well, I wanted a head cheerleader who wouldn't let a guy stick his junk into her, thus getting pregnant."
"Do you think any of the other Cheerios are virgins? I was the last one to lose my virginity, and it was because I felt fat that night and got drunk on wine coolers."
"I allow my Cheerios to become drunk and have sex as long as they have the decency to get on birth control."
"I was drunk!" "So? Quinn, you might as well admit it up front. You are never going to cheer again." "I'll show you I can still cheer."
Quinn moved Coach Sylvester's desk back. And then she did the routine with jump ropes that the Cheerios had been practicing lately. She had memorized it by watching them practice for hours. She did it perfectly, without a flaw, without being taught it.
When Quinn finished, Coach Sylvester said, "Quinn. Th-that was so b-beautiful. Your back on, full time. Same position."