"Oh, so that's what you meant," said Stacy, who was looking through Quinn's closest for an outfit to borrow for tonight's party. "It certainly explains that weird look Jeffy gave me when I asked him what his Brothers were like growing up at that first fraternity party we went to after Sigmund Dude took him on as a pledge.-Wow, this dress is too cute! Mind if I try this on?"
"No, go ahead," said Quinn, giving her friend a sympathetic look. "How is Jeffy these days? I haven't seen him or Joey since spring break."
"They went that long without seeing you?" asking Stacy, poking her head from behind Quinn's decorative changing screen. "That's incredible…"
"I know, it's so sad," said Quinn, "but I really needed to focus on my classes if I wanted to transfer over to the business school.-Stacy, that looks great on you!"
"You really think so?" asked Stacy, smiling sheepishly.
"Uh huh! You should totally wear it to the fraternity party tonight!"
"Thanks, Quinn, you're the best," said Stacy. "You're really inspiring, too. I was so happy for you when you got the good news about the business school. I wish I were smart enough for that type of program…"
"What are you talking about, Stacy? Of course you are," Quinn retorted.
"No, I'm not," said Stacy. "Sandi said-."
"Enough!" said Quinn, getting up from the bed to hug her friend. "Forget about what Sandi said. You are smart enough. You're doing well in the community college business program. Why don't you study with me and Jamie? We're both doing that intensive online summer course to catch up, and we can help you study. I know he wouldn't mind another study partner, and if things go well, maybe you can look into transferring to our program for the spring."
"You really think so?" asked Stacy, tearing up.
"Oh, Quinn, thank you!" said Stacy, sniffling.
"Anytime," said Quinn. She pulled away from her hug to get her friend some tissues. "Now, no more crying, you'll ruin your mascara."
Stacy sniffled again and smiled. "You're right. Thanks. Only…"
"Only what?" Quinn asked, returning to her bed to brush her hair in attempt to match the hairstyle of a model in a magazine she was flipping through.
"Well, won't I be… you know, third wheeling?"
"Third wheeling who?" asked Quinn, confused.
"You and Jamie, of course," Stacy replied.
"Stacy, don't be silly, you can't third wheel a boy who spent all of high school being part of a set," Quinn said, chuckling.
"But we're not in high school anymore," said Stacy. "And Jeffy, Joey, and Jamie aren't exactly a set these days. Unless we're all out together like old times. We're all trying to figure out where and how we belong, but you and Jamie seem to be forging that path together. Quinn, what do you think about Jamie?" she asked outright.
"Well, I-I-I don't really know," stammered Quinn. "He and I have some really good talks, and it's nice when he gets all serious and protective, and stuff, but I've never really thought about it."
"Maybe you should start thinking about it," Stacy suggested. "Like I said, we're not in high school anymore. We've grown up. Well," she said, with a small laugh, "except Upchuck."
"Eww!" shrieked both girls together, thinking back to what he did during spring break.
"But, seriously, Quinn, give it some thought," said Stacy, fixing up her hair. "Having a study partner is nice, but so is having someone to walk you back to your dorm late at night, send you good morning and good night texts, and who cares about you and wants the best for you."
"But Jamie already does that-. Oh," said Quinn, covering her mouth with her hands. Stacy gave her a knowing look. Quinn hoped she wasn't blushing too hard. "I see your point," she said, finally. "I'll think about. Gawd, Stacy, when the hell did you get so insightful anyway?"
"Philosophy class!" replied Stacy, clasping her hands as she smiled proudly. "But, Quinn?" she asked, suddenly very serious again.
"I just have one more question. If you don't mind."
"What is it, Stacy?"
"Are fraternity brothers and sorority sisters the same thing as the Big Brothers Big Sisters of America?"