After a rough time during her highschool years, Lara Jean Mitchell hopes to seek for better in her college experience but gets so much more than expected.
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"Remind me again why we are at a car show." Flo said. "We're here for one reason and one reason only: to scout the competition." Chloe said. As we got up we saw Stacie on a car with men taking pictures of her. "Stacie." Chloe said. "Keep him in your pants, maybe." I told her. We walked in to see a huge stage and cars were moving by themselves. "What the....? This all should've been ours. I hate these Germans." Chloe said and Flo saw the cars. "Holy a-ca-moley!" She said. "The cars moved. Nothing else happened yet." "But they're moving backwards with ghosts driving them." Fat Amy said.
I saw some of the girls clapping and I gave them a bitch look so they stopped. "Man they massive! How are we gonna compete with a group that size?" Cynthia Rose asked. "Yeah, they're so freaking in sync." Stacie agreed. "Do we clap?" Flo asked since they were done. "Politely clap." Chloe said so we did. They came up to us and they were so freaking huge. "Barden Bellas. You came here to see us? Is it because you are...what do the American kids say, 'jelly'?" She asked. "We are so not jelly." Chloe told them. "We should really thank you for making this tour a reality. You know, with your bumbling ineptitude. We should send them something. Fruit basket? Or would you prefer mini muffins?" She asked.
"Look, we didn't come here to start something with you guys. We just wanted to check you out before the World's where we're gonna kick your ass." I told them. "You? You are the kicker of ass?" She asked coming up closer. "Mm-hmm." "You are so tiny. Like an elf. Or is it a fairy? Sprite?" She said then speaking German. "Troll." The guy next to her corrected and I huffed. "That's it. You are like a troll." She told me. "You...are physically flawless." I told her. I couldn't even come up with a comeback, I hope she doesn't turn me into a lesbian.
"Thank you." "But that doesn't mean I like you." I said and the huge guy started squabbling with Amy. "Darlings, please take my advice. Don't try to beat us. You can't. We're the best. And now I really must go rest my neck. It is sore from looking down on you." She said then started to leave. "Okay, just because you are making me very sexually confused does not mean you are intimidating. We have nothing to lose! We have literally nothing! A-ca-wiedersehen, bitches!" I yelled and realized what I just did. "What the fuck? What's wrong with me, why am I using my hands so much?" I asked.
