"Okay, let's finish this set," Quinn said, "Then have a quick make-out break!"
Jenny rolled her eyes. "That line is not going to work Quinn. Just friends. Remember?"
Quinn grimaced. "Aw, come on Jen! You're killing me!"
Jenny poked his shoulder playfully, "Well your haircut is killing me!"
Quinn shrugged and went to the bathroom to look in the mirror. "Was it really that bad?" he thought.
She was practicing her vocals when she saw him walk back in the room..
Quinn shrugged. "No problem, baby. It looks comfortable enough. Maybe I can slip in later in the night."
Jenny pushed Quinn away. "No! You can't. My parents are right in the other room," she whispered harshly.
Quinn stroked her hair. "Suit yourself. See you in the morning."
Natalie glanced over at the young man on the couch. "I hope I didn't wake you. I was just making up a batch of pancakes. Come over and eat if you're ready."
Quinn stretched. "Thanks. Sounds good."
"Look, dear, come meet Mr. Parker. He lives down the street. He's very nice."
Jenny was appalled. "Mom! He's like 40! He's an old man!"
Natalie inwardly grimaced. This wasn't going to be easy...
It shouldn't have made Jenny feel loved, but strangely... it did...
Quinn rubbed at his eyes and blinked a few times to bring the room into focus. Leaning back, he grunted in acknowledgement. He was not a morning person.
Good thing the pancakes were good, he thought sourly.
"Mom!" Jenny gasped. She was so embarrassed! She couldn't believe her Mom was chiding her like a little child in front of Quinn. "I've been looking!"
"Not just you. Young man, if you're going to sleep on our couch, you'll need a job, as well."
"MOM!" Jenny was infuriated. "What does it matter if he has a job or not? You're not his Mom!"
Natalie sighed. "I know that, dear. But, we have rules here. Having a job is one of the requirements for staying here."
Natalie pushed the plate away from her and stood up abruptly. "Well I hate it here and maybe I won't stay!" She ran to her room.
Quinn cleared his throat. "I actually just got a job at the local music store."
Natalie just nodded as she took her plate to the sink, worried she would start to cry. It seemed like she was just pushing her daughter closer to that ruffian!
Jenny felt tears well in her eyes. She didn't know how to tell Quinn that he was going to be a father. Turning away, she hurried into the room and shut the door.
Jenny cried harder into her hands. "I'm pregnant!" she snapped. "Are you happy now?"
Quinn was stunned. Dang. Now what?
"So.. um... how far along are you?"
Quinn looked at her, confused. Suddenly the light dimmed and he threw his hands in the air. "We need a doctor! Quick!"
"Get out!" she screamed. Quinn wasn't sure if she was talking to him or Camilla.
"Look Jen, I can explain, baby."
"I don't want to hear it!" she cried as she slapped his hands away.