The Bechloe Breakfast Club

Take me on a contour in the waters

''GIVE HER SOME CONCEALER JESUS AUBREY!''.. ''YOU'RE RUINING HER EYES!'' ''NO NOW YOU'RE RUINING HER CONTOURS..''

''GUYS!'' Beca interrupted Aubrey and Stacie fighting over Emily's make-up look.. She was just sitting there like an abandoned child not knowing what would happen to her..

''Can you please just stop fighting and make her look nice?''

Stacie nodded.. ''Of course!''

She put a little contour on Emily's boobs..

''What the fuck Stacie?''

''It's better now!''

''You're making her insecure..''

Emily didn't say a word..

''My mom also contoured my boobs when I was younger..''

Aubrey sighed.. ''Just wipe it away! Emily, do you want her to wipe it away?''

''Oh uhm I don't think I really-...''

Stacie sighed.. ''Nevermind Em I'll wipe it away..''

Emily nodded.. ''Okay..''

Aubrey pointed at Emily's boobs.. ''See it's better without..''

Stacie started contouring her own breasts.. ''Stacie!''

Aubrey walked up to her and wiped it away, but then she realized where she placed her hand..

Aubrey pulled her hand back.. ''This is weird..''

''Why is it weird?''

Stacie grabbed Aubrey's hand and placed it back..

''Here Em feel it too..''

''Okay!'' Emily placed her hand next to Aubrey's..

''See.. Even women like this stuff..''

Chloe's POV

I was almost ready for the party, I just needed to dry my hair but I couldn't find my blow dryer.. So I wanted to borrow Aubrey's..

I walked in the bathroom...

I saw two women touching a woman's boobs..

''What are you guys doing?''

''Nothing!''

They immediately put their hands away..

''Why are you touching her boobs?''

CR walked in.. ''I heard boobs?''

Aubrey tried to explain it.. ''No uhm it's just-..''

Beca walked in.. She seemed kind of stressed..

''Guys we need to hurry we only got 15 minutes left!''

I gasped.. ''15 minutes!?''

We quickly got ready for the party and we were lucky we were on time there..

Ashley gasped.. ''Damn the party is in his house?''

''I think so..'' Aubrey said after she knocked on the door..

London Boy.. I mean.. Ben opened the door, his shirt was so wet you could see through..

Stacie wiped his shirt.. ''Damn.. You got all wet here boy?''

He laughed.. ''I spilled some beer..''

Fat Amy looked him up and down.. ''Oh you should get your shirt of then..''

He was a bit nervous I could see on his face..

''Is this your house?'' Aubrey asked..

''No it's my friend's actually.. We thought it would be fun to organize here, cause he has a pool you know...''