Her Phantom, His Juliet (A Pieter Kramer Fanfic)

A Heated Mess

Chapter 6: A Heated Mess

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(Jasmine's POV)

It's been a week since my encounter with DSM's waterboy. A week since I questioned Beca's odd behavior. A week since Jesse caught my cold. He's getting better, he just needed to spit out the mucus that's keeping him cough.

Today was the day for the Bellas to check out DSM in person. The traveling was easy. We took the bus, but not like the one DSM has currently. By the time we arrived at the Auto Show at Atlanta, we managed to get a glimpse at their tour bus.

Chloe screamed the same thing I said when I first saw their tour bus.

"That should've been ours!"

"We know, Chloe," Beca said, giving her friend a sympathetic pat on the back. "We know."

We went inside to see a whole bunch of people, blue and white balloons above us, and cars - lots of cars! I always wanted to have a car on my own, but I don't have the dough for it. My only ride would either be the Bella's bus, Jesse's car, or a taxi.

"Tell me why we're here again?" Flo demanded as we were all going up the escalator.

"Isn't it obvious, Flo?" Chloe replied, "To scout our competition."

"It is totally going to help us win the World's if we know what we're up against," Emily added.

"I wished that we thought of this sooner," I grumbled. We made it up the stairs and got a glimpse of Stacie rubbing herself against the hood of a red buggy, having her picture taken by perverts in suits. "Really, Stace?" I asked as we all walked by her.

"Keep it in your pants, baby," Beca commented.

Fat Amy dragged Stacie back to the group as we went inside a dim blue lighted room, filled with white table-clothed tables with three waters on each table, and two cars up on stage.

"What the... All this should've been OURS!" Chloe repeated.

I rolled my eyes, "We know."

We managed to find an empty table in the back, out of DMS's range of sight. If a certain waterboy finds me here, I would have to give him a long explanation and a huge apology.

I picked up the water, examining it. VOSS was labeled. I had Deer Park, Figi, Dasani, and Aquafina, but never VOSS. Maybe it was German water. The label looked impressive, but how did it taste? It couldn't taste amazing - I mean I had German's beer. To test my theory, I opened the bottle and took a small sip. I widened my eyes, realizing one thing. This was the best water I have ever tasted. Who knew expensive artesian water from Norway was better than regular purified water? As I took another sip, a gasp was made, and the next thing I knew the water was no longer in my hand but spilled on my front and the table. I whirled my head to see Chloe giving me the exact look I gave her, exasperation.

"What the hell, Chloe?!"

"What the hell, Jazz?!" Chloe demanded, mimicking my tone, picking up an unopened water of VOSS. "You're drinking their poison!"

I shrugged, "Hey, it's not their fault their country's water is amazing and pure! Gimme that!" I snatched the bottle from her and drink the water from it.

We're here just in time for the two cars to automatically drive backwards.

"Holy a-ca-mole!" Flo stared at the cars with amazement.

"Okay, the cars moved. Nothing else happened," Chloe denied the amazement.

"The cars moved backwards..." Fat Amy mumbled, "With ghosts driving them."