Chapter 7

Broken

"Where were you?" Alegandra questioned.

"I went over to Quinn's house."

"Why?" asked Naomi.

"I like her, okay, and she dumped me harder then a bag of garbage."

"I'm so sorry," Brittney said consolingly.

"I think it has something to do with me not being that religious. She is absolutely in love with God, and I don't really know if he exists."

"Why did you even try if you knew all that?" Bella asked.

"I thought that since I got onto the football team I would have a higher chance."

"So that is why you tried out for football." Brittney said, with a hint of 'Aha' in her tone.

"Yeah and she noticed that. She told me if I was more of myself I could have had a chance.'

"So you're going to quit football?" asked Alyssa curiously.

"I don't think I can right now. I need to play at least one game."

"Then it is official, you're going to die out there," Alegandra added.

"I think I can do it, and that is all I need to do."

"Well, we should get back to our places," said Naomi.

So they continued on dropping off Naomi and Alyssa. Followed shortly after by Brittney and Alegandra. Then he returned home and returned Finn's keys.

"Where have you been?" Ivan Flores asked.

"Girls' night out."

"Wait, are you gay? That is kind of weird man, I mean we are sharing a room here."

"NO! I am not gay, I dropped the girls off and then I went somewhere else."

"Oh, sorry."

"Its fine, I am going to bed."

"Night."

Jeff hopped out of bed when he heard the alarm ring, ready to prove Quinn wrong. There was a joyful skip to his step and everyone else could notice.

"Are you okay?" Kurt asked, raising his eyebrows.

"I am just peachy," Jeff said cheerfully.

Kurt's eyes widened with that statement as if a light bulb had just gone off in his head. He told Finn he would be right back, because his designer handbag didn't really go with his outfit.

"Hey, Blaine," Kurt said into his phone, "I think we have another gay kid in town."

"What? Who?"

"Jeff!"

Blaine had thought back to when he first met him and how happy he was at meeting him.

"I see, do we need to try and talk to him?"

"I think so. I can't wait!"

"Well don't do anything without me, because you could come off as flirtatious."

"Okay, I won't. We have Glee today, so we could do it after that."

"Fine, I will meet you both there."

Kurt shoved his phone into his new bag and ran back down stairs grinning from ear to ear. When they got to school Jeff and Ivan Flores had beaten all of the girls there.

"I have to go to the bathroom," Ivan Flores said as he rushed into the school.

"See you at Glee Club," Kurt and Finn reminded him as they headed into the school.

"Hey, Jenni," came a voice from behind him.

Jeff turned around to find out that it was Puckerman and Karofsky.

"How do you know my last name? I never told you guys."

"It's on your jersey idiot," Karofsky said, which made Jeff actually feel stupid.

"I think you are over due for a lesson in payback," Puck said as he slammed his fist into his hand.

"Wait, I thought that since we were both in Glee and football that we would be cool."

"Ha, like I would be cool with you. I can tell just by looking at you that you are a virgin, and the fact that you are in Glee knocked you down even further," said Puck.

'Shit!' Jeff thought, 'What the hell can I do? I run, and I get made fun of forever, but if I stay, I am going to get my ass kicked.' He decided to just take it, because a few bruises would heal, but his pride would never be fixed. Suddenly he felt himself being lifted into the air.

"Put me down!" he yelled, trying to throw a few good punches at Puck.

"Okay, we'll put you down," they said together.

By this time they were next to the dumpster, and before he could do anything he was covered from head to toe in filth. Puck and Karofsky gave each other a high five as they walked away in triumph.

"Are you okay?" came a girl's voice from outside the dumpster.

"Quinn? Go away, I don't want you to see me like this."

"Quinn, hold up. I am not Quinn, its Santana, and if you don't want my help its fine. I don't like being nice anyways."

Jeff stood up so that he could see whom it was, but it really was Santana.

"Now you want my help?" she asked reaching out her hand to help him out of the trash.

"Thank you."

"Come on, I'll get you in the back way to the locker room."

He followed her around the corner of the school where they reached some double doors with a keypad next to them. She reached out and punched in 8-5-2-0, which appeared to open the door.

"How do you know the school's code?"

"Hello, I fuck every football player. Where do you think we go to make out?"

Jeff kind of figured that would be her answer. He went inside and started to get undressed to take a shower.

"I'm sorry, but would you just go somewhere else?" he requested in as nice a tone as possible.

She clearly looked offended, like he had anything that she hadn't seen already, but respected his wishes and waited on the other side of the lockers. Once, done he slipped on his football uniform, seeing as it was all he had that didn't smell like trash and walked over to Santana.

"I wanted to say thank you again, for helping me."

"Don't mention it, and," she reached out and shoved a sticky note in his hand, "if you ever want to loose that V-Card, call me."

Jeff's face turned bright red at the words and she left him alone with his thoughts as the bell rang.

"Where were you this morning?" Brittney asked when he entered the classroom.

"Puckerman and Karofsky decided to toss me into the dumpster, so I was in the shower."

"Wow, such Neanderthals," Bella responded.

"Yeah, I know, but they won't get to me."

"Good, because the second you do is when it all gets worse," Ivan Flores commented.

"Thanks."

As the day rolled on Jeff noticed Kurt staring at him several times in the hall, and in English. He never thought much of it, because he could have just been looking in his direction at the same moment he looked at him, but it was still odd.

Finally it was the end of the day and they were all heading to the choir room. They went inside and found seven seats together.

"Okay, I want to start off by saying welcome to our new members," Mr. Schue started, "But now we need to get to business. We have Sectionals coming up in a month so we need to start practicing. That is why we are going to do duets this week. Now I put everyone's names in this hat and you will each pick a name and that will be your partner. We will let the new kids come up and choose first."

Bella stood up and worked over and reached in the hat.

"Sam," she said with a slight smile on her face.

Brittney was the next one up.

"Finn." Rachel looked enraged when she heard the other girl say her boy's name.

Next was Naomi.

"Ivan," she said with a look of joy that was reflected in both of their faces.

Alegandra stood up and grabbed a paper from the hat.

"Puck," she blushed slightly as she went to sit down.

Jeff got up and reached in the hat. He was glad it couldn't be Puck, but he hoped deep in his heart that it would read Quinn's name.

"Santana," he said, almost afraid to look at her due to what had happened this morning.

Rachel got up and grabbed the name from the hat.

"Kurt," she grumbled, quickly returning to her seat.

Tina got up and of course got Mike's name and then Mercedes went up to the hat.

"Quinn."

"Well, Brittany, since Lauren, Artie and Alyssa are sick, I am going to put all of the names back into that hat and you will join that person's group.'

Brittany came up, pulled a name, and smiled.

"Santana."

"Okay, you have until Friday, and this is not just an assignment, but a competition. The winners will get featured in our set for Sectionals."

Mr. Shcuester ended it early today in order to give them all more time to practice. Jeff's heart sank, and could only guess at what would happen to him tonight.

"Meet us at my place tonight," said Santana as she and Brittany passed by hand in hand.

'What am I going to do now?' was the only thing rushing through his head.