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PART ONE
The Fat Amy Force
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" y/n's point of view "
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"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, the moment we've all been waiting for." The announcer spoke, large trophy sitting in the middle of the stage on table. "The results of tonight's regional competition."
Stacie grabbed my hand and squeezed it with an excited grin.
"In third place, the Sockappellas!"
We clapped. The Trebles didn't.
"In second place, and advancing to this year's semi-finals, the Barden Bellas."
"Yeah!" Stacie clapped happily and we all cheered amongst ourselves.
I looked over to the Trebles to see Jesse standing on his tip-toes to look over at us from behind the rest of his group with a smile.
"And the winner of tonight's regional competition, defending their crown," The group of boys started cheering loudly and running to the stage before their name had even been called. "Ladies and gentlemen, the Barden University Treblemakers!"
They ran up onto the stage and Bumper quickly grabbed the trophy, running around the table and holding it in the air.
The guys all jumped around onstage, cheering loudly with the audience.
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AS WE WERE leaving the auditorium and made it back to the lobby area, we found the Trebles facing a group of four middle aged dudes in their own matching outfits.
"Yeah, a fight? You looking for a fight?" The guy on the far right asked Bumper. "Please, please. Please say you're looking for a fight. Please, please say you're looking for a fight."
As the old dude started pleading, Donald and a few other Trebles were telling Bumper to fight the guys.
"Yeah! Yes!" Bumper handed their trophy to Jesse. "I will fight. I would fight him, but I tore a quad within the midst of the dance..."
"Hey, Gandhi." The guy on the far left spoke to Donald, but my attention was on the guy on the right, who started talking to my boyfriend. "Are we doing this or what?"
"Hey, you, hit me." The other guy spoke to Jesse.
"What?" He asked.
"Let's get it on!" The guy on the left threw himself at Donald and we all watched as something of a fight broke out.
Fat Amy punched the air and Chloe made a noise that sounded like a displeased hum as she put her hand on Amy's shoulder.
"I've wrestled crocodiles and dingoes simultaneously." I didnt know if I believed that.
"Why do you want me to hit you?" Jesse asked, trying to back away from the one older guy who seemed to follow him. "I don't wanna do that."
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Fanfiction"and we kept everything professional but something's changed, it's something i-i like they keep watchful eyes on us so, it's best if we move fast and keep quiet" While Barden University wasn't Y/N's first choice of school, it wasn't her worst optio...
