Chapter 27

Sexy Makeover

"Okay, this mall isn't going to work," Brittney announced when they pulled into the mall, "We need to go to H&M, and there is one in Dublin, Ohio."

"Do you know how far away that is?" Jeff questioned, "It will take us an hour and a half just to get there."

"That is what it takes if you want to be cool," Alyssa added.

"Fine, but that means we won't get back until late."

"That's okay, it isn't like our parents are here to scold us," Naomi pointed out.

"Dublin here we come."

By the time they got there it was already six o'clock.

"See, if we are lucky we will get home by 9:30."

"That's fine," Alyssa responded.

Finally, when he was done, he bought a gray v-neck T-shirt, a few denim jeans, a white long-sleeved Henley in soft jersey with a button placket, a blue and red flannel shirt with a pocket on he chest, and a jacket in slightly crinkled imitation leather with side pockets, front zip and ribbed hem.

"Okay, we hooked you up fashion wise," Brittney began.

"The rest is up to you," Naomi finished.

"You need to get a gym membership, and maybe go to a tanning booth," Alyssa added.

"Aren't tanning booths dangerous?"

"Not as much as they used to be," Naomi informed.

"Well, I guess."

"What did we tell you about guessing?" Brittney asked.

"Sorry, I just can't change so quickly."

"Yes you can," Alyssa convinced.

"Society sucks."

"You have to play the game in order to get anywhere though," Naomi mentioned.

"Well let's get going, I want to get a good nights sleep tonight. I have to go to the gym tomorrow."

"You will get Quinn back in no time," Brittney supplemented.

"You guys are true friends, but you know that."

"Of course," Alyssa said getting into the car.

They got back to their houses by ten and fell asleep quickly after all they had been through. Jeff got up early and went to the 24 Hour Fitness that was down the road from Finn's house and got a membership. Then he went inside to a machine that had steps like stairs that would cycle through he kept on that machine until it said that he went through a mile worth of stairs. Then he went over and found some dumbbells, and did ten reps with a ten-pound weight with both arms.

"Okay," he huffed, "Now I just need to do fifty sit ups."

"Jeff, is that you?" a boy asked from behind him tapping him on the shoulder.

"Oh hey Mike."

"I didn't know that you worked out."

"Of course I do. I mean I am a guy after all."

"Oh sorry if I offended you."

"Naw, it's fine. I actually wanted to talk to you."

"Really? About what?"

"I want some dancing lessons. I hear it is a great way to stay fit, and I could use the help. I'll gladly pay you if you'd like."

"Sure, but you don't need to pay me. How about after glee practices?"

"Oh, about that. I am not in The New Directions."

"Huh, Why?"

"Quinn, Puck, and I had a fight and I can't be in the same room without loosing it."

"I see. Well, when do you want to do it?"

"I am still fine with after you get out of The New Directions, because the new group I am in meets at the same time."

"New group?"

"I joined Shelby's club."

"Oh, well our lessons have to be secret then. If the others find out they would kill me for helping make the competition better."

"That is fine. They don't need to know."

"Okay I will see you Monday then."

Mike went into the dance hall and Jeff finished his fifty sit ups and went to his car.

"God this working out is tough work, but I will not give up. Just you wait Quinn, I am going to be stronger than Puck in a matter of weeks. I really should stop talking to myself."