Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, nor do I completely own Nick and Jeff (although I'm pretty much creating their personalities myself since we haven't gotten to know them too well on the show).
A/n: So this was a difficult word to come up with a chapter for. Honestly, I feel like it's a cop-out chapter because it's ridiculously short. But whatever…
Plywood
Jeff wasn't that big of a fan of building things. He could do it, of course; he'd grown up building ramps with his brothers, before he'd given up skateboarding after a particularly bad fall. But when it came to getting extra credit, Jeff would do just about anything. So he had signed up to work on the play that Dalton and Crawford Country Day were putting on together in Dalton's auditorium, primarily building sets. And he'd somehow managed to con his roommate into joining him – probably by mentioning that all of the boys that volunteered to do technical work would get extra credit for their English or theatre classes.
"I can't believe I'm doing this…" Nick muttered.
"Two words, Nick… extra credit."
"You're the one that needs the extra points, not me…"
"But you will take any opportunity you can get for extra points. Because you know that you want that perfect 4.0 GPA so that you can be valedictorian," Jeff replied. He knew his roommate too well; the boy wanted to be as close to perfect as humanly possible. He didn't know his roommate well enough, though to expect that Nick would slap him across the back of the head with a small piece of plywood.