A/N. (I do not own most of the characters and certain parts of the plot. Courtesy goes to the creative team behind the movie Pitch Perfect.) Hey guys! I hope you like this chapter! Please leave reviews, please!!! =)
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Chapter 1-6: The Jesse Status
“Wow. Your room is – pink,” commented Jessica when Cynthia Rose led her and Amy into the room she shared with Ashley.
“Great! In Tasmania, pink Mondays bring good luck,” Amy said.
Cynthia Rose chuckled. “It’s Ashley. That girl’s kind of obsessed with flowers and anything pink, thus, our room.” She gestured to the floral pink walls.
Amy and Jessica settled comfortably at Cynthia Rose’s bed.
“Where is she, anyway? Your roommate?” Jessica asked.
Cynthia Rose set up the stereo and plugged in her iPod. “Ashley mentioned something about a family dinner slash reunion over at Beca’s home that’ll probably end up very late. She’ll be staying there tonight.”
“Oh. The wicked witch of the west. I almost forgot she’s Ashley’s cousin.” Jessica rolled her eyes at the thought of Beca.
Cynthia Rose grabbed a chair and sat facing the two girls. “So, what songs are we going to mix for the Harana?”
“Slow down, girl. Ask first who we’ll be singing to,” said Amy.
“This should be easy,” interrupted Jessica. “We should sing to Beca.”
Amy broke into laughter. “Oh, that will be so much fun!”
“Wait.” Cynthia Rose shook her head. “Beca? Are you sure you guys want it to be Beca?”
Jessica shrugged. “Why not? She’s been torturing us since Saturday.”
“Yeah. Horrible Saturday. Almost two days have passed but I still have PTSD from all the lifting and hammering. And boy, do those Sbarro salads suck! Can you imagine eating breakfast without bacon?” The bridge of her nose wrinkled as she put on a tortured expression. “I am not called Tasmania’s Bacon-eating Monster for nothing!”
“And didn’t she say that we’ll be doubling hours for boot camp, cardio, and vocal enrichment? Three hours a day! Man, I have a life outside of the Bellas. And I hope you’re not forgetting that she called Stacie a big loser for not being able to hit the notes properly this evening. That heartless little girl deserves our Harana assignment,” added Jessica.
“Okay. She may be a little strict but dedicating a hate mix to her in public would be too much,” Cynthia Rose reasoned out.
Jessica’s brows shot upward. “A little strict? Damn, Rosie! That’s some strictness threshold you got there!” She said, her voice vibrating with sarcasm.
The other woman threw a face that said ‘You know well what I mean.’
Jessica ignored her and walked over to the stereo to browse Cynthia Rose’s iPod for songs. “Hmmm, what do you got here? Let’s see. How about-,”
“No, Jessica. We’re not singing to Beca Mitchell.” Cynthia Rose folded her arms.
Jessica rolled her eyes. “And then again… WHY NOT?! I’m pretty sure Aubrey’s team has her as the recipient as well, so-,”
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With One Note (A Pitch Perfect fanfiction)
FanfictionTITLE: With One Note AUTHOR: C. C. Snow SUMMARY: The exterior is not always the real deal. On one hand, Beca Mitchell has shaped herself into a labyrinth of misleading layers to deny and avoid pain. Chloe Beale, on the other hand, seems to comple...
