Beca's POV
"So you had your first ever concert the other day?" The black haired man asks me, I nod with a laugh. "How was that? It must have been pretty nerve racking."
I laugh nodding. Today I am on 'Jimmy Kimmel Live!' which is pretty cool. It's the Christmas Special seen as there's only 3 days until the 25th. "It was terrifying!" I overdramatise and the crowd laughs. "Nah it wasn't too bad. I was scared at first but when I was on stage it was pretty chill."
"I heard that you sung some songs which weren't yours?" I hum making him chuckle. "I would never say from looking at you that you're a jazz kind of girl, you look like you'd be into rock."
"I'm both, I like all music but I LOVE singing jazz. I like the sway to it but yeah I went with some Sinatra songs which is a little controversial in the 'jazz community' some of them say he isn't a jazz artist and others say he is."
"And what's your opinion?"
I shrug. "Well it's fucking jazz isn't it?" Kimmel laughs at me. "Not all of his songs are but some are."
Jimmy hums with an amused expression as a video of me singing 'Fly Me To The Moon' while laying on the floor drunk starts playing on the big screen. "NO!" I yell, horrified. In the video I stop singing for a second while Stacie clumsily lays down next to me, pouring whiskey into my mouth. "Oh my god! That is horrific."
"When was that?" He asks once the video ends. "Your voice even sounds good when you're drunk."
"Thank you and it was last night." His eyes go wide and I nod groaning. "Yeah... I'm still hungover. I took like 5 Advil before coming on because it feels like someone is squeezing my brain."
Jimmy scrunches his nose up and I nod with a sigh. "So I take it you've made friends in LA?"
"Nah, my friends came with me this time as well as my Mom and siblings because all of them want to do some final shopping for Christmas."
"Wait so was your Mom there when all that was happening?"
I shake my head. "Fuck no. She knows I drink but if she seen that I would be DEAD. But yeah she was staying at a hotel with her best friend and my siblings cause my apartment isn't big enough for everyone. I should really get a bigger one but then I wouldn't be able to get high or drunk or whatever."
"Sounds like you're having the college experience earlier than usual." I tilt my head with a hum. "So are you planning on going to college?"
"No way. Never have wanted to and I would never get accepted anyway, my girlfriend and her best friend are thinking of going to UCLA or NYC which are hard to get into apparently."
"I'm sure it's like under 15% of people who apply actually get accepted." I raise my eyebrows, tilting my head. I think Chloe will get in. "Do you think she'll get in?"
I quickly nod causing the brunette man to smile. "I have no doubt about it. She's a genius, which I know she's gonna use against me at some point but she is incredible. When it comes to school she's like a fucking wiz, it's amazing."
Jimmy chuckles, nodding his head at me. "Since this is the Christmas special I must ask what are your plans for this festive season?"
"My girlfriend has invited me to spend Christmas with her family so who knows how that is going to go but anyway that's my Christmas plans." I have never actually met any of Chloe's family other than her parents and siblings so I am quite literally terrified incase they don't like me.
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I walk into my apartment and chuckle seeing Stacie getting pushed off the couch by Amelia who laughs loudly seeing the brunette just lay on the ground. "B!" Harvey squeals once he spots me.
In the past month he's started calling me 'B' since he can't say my actual name yet. "There's my favourite little guy!" I cheer, scooping him up. "You okay, dude?"
"Ya!" I kiss the top of his head and he pushes my face away. "Down." He pouts.
I raise my eyebrows placing him back on the ground as Chloe walks out of my room, stretching her arms above her head. "Good afternoon." I tease earning a middle finger in reply from my girlfriend while I sit down. "You feeling okay?"
"I'm never getting drunk with you again." She groans, coming to sit down by me. I can tell she's hungover, her eyes are super glassy and she's groggy. "What time is the flight?"
"At like 6pm so we have 4 hours till then." I say as she leans into my side a little. "So Beale where is your Grandparents lake house at?"
She shrugs. "In the middle of Tennessee, it's like a 6 hour drive from mine." I just nod slowly, 6 hours in a fucking car. How am I supposed to sit for 6 whole hours!?
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"Why aren't you spending Christmas with us?" Dylan asks me with a frown. Her and I are sitting in my art room while I draw and she eats chips, we got home a few hours ago and neither of us are tired enough to sleep yet so we're just hanging out.
"Well I don't get on with Mom's Mother at the moment and I can tell Mom misses spending Christmas with her parents and sister so when Chloe asked if I wanted to spend Christmas with her family I said yes so Mom could have Christmas with her family."
Dylan purses her lips and nods. "But where am I going to go?" I look at my sister confused to see her looking upset. "I'm not theirs or your family." She sniffles.
I throw my eraser at her head. "Don't be so stupid." I say. "You are our family. Just because we don't have the same parents doesn't mean we aren't family, Mom says you're her other daughter, I say you're my sister, Grandpa says you're another Granddaughter of his and Grandma will probably say the same." The girl sniffs nodding her again. "So you're gonna spend Christmas with Mom and Harv, okay? Chloe and I will call you at some point during the day."
Dyl smiles at me causing me to roll my eyes opening my arms out for a hug. "I love you Bec, you're the best big sister ever." She whispers, wrapping her arms around my neck.
I do feel bad for her, both her parents abandoned her and it seems she's always prepared to be left out. "I love you too, kiddo." I whisper back. "You know when I move to LA you can come visit me whenever AND I'll come back to see you all the time."
"And Chloe?"
"If she goes to college in LA then yeah she'd probably come with me to see you."
The brunette smiles. "Can we go with Chloe to the arcade tomorrow before you have to go away for Christmas?" The plan for Christmas is that we're leaving in the late morning of Christmas eve to go to the lake house and tomorrow is like Christmas eve-eve.
"Sure thing, freak face."
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The new girl - Bechloe
Fanfiction⚠️Trigger Warning: This may contain topics of suicide, violence, SA, mental health, self harm and more!⚠️ I understand that a lot of people don't want to read stuff like that/include it in their story's but in my case I have struggled with my menta...
