Happier

-4-

"We're having a party tomorrow night to try and recruit some new girls, invite whoever." Beca announced to the Bellas.

This was my chance. My chance to make her jealous.

I shut and locked the door to my room and called my best friend from home.

"Hey Jenna." I whispered into my phone.

"Why are you whispering?" She asked.

"I don't want anyone to hear what I'm about to say." I said.

"Oh no." She said. "Are you pregnant?"

"What? No!" I replied. "So Beca dumped me a few months ago and we're having a party tonight. None of my friends here know who you are, so will you pretend to be my girlfriend. I want to make Beca jealous."

"You want me to pretend to be your girlfriend just to make your ex jealous?"

"Yeah, that's kind of what I just said."

"Of course! This is going to be so fun! Do I get to kiss you? I've never kissed a girl before!"

"Jenna, calm down. If it gets desperate, then yes I will kiss you, but don't act all weird."

"Deal." She agreed and hung up.

"Wait Jenna, no. Ugh." I said. She had hung up before I told her the party information.

A few seconds later my phone rang. It was Jenna.

"So, when's the party?" She asked.

"Tomorrow night." I said. "Come over at like noon and bring an overnight bag, you have to pretend to hook up with me."

"Pretend?" She asked.

"Yes pretend, Jenna, you're so weird." I laughed.

"Okay, see you then." She said and hung up.

If the Bellas thought I was weird, just wait until they met Jenna.

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Even Jesse wasn't there yet when Jenna arrived.

"I'll get it." Beca said and jumped up to answer the door. Perfect! "Oh, um hi?"

"Hi, I'm Jenna. Chloe's girlfriend." Jenna said. We did drama together in high school so I already knew she was an amazing actress. "Is Chloe home?"

"Uh yeah. Chloe?" Beca said. It felt good to hear her say my name. It had been so long.

"Hi Jenna." I said, walking over to the door and kissing her cheek. She smiled a little before kissing my cheek. Beca didn't seem bothered by it.

"Hey Babe." Jenna said.

We walked to the kitchen where all of the Bellas were.

"Guys, this is Jenna, my girlfriend. Jenna, this is Beca, Fat Amy, Stacie, Flo, Emily, Lilly, Cynthia Rose, Jessica and Ashley." I said.

"It's nice to meet you guys." She said.

"Same with you." Emily said and smiled.

"Can I use your bathroom?" Jenna asked.

"Of course, it's right over there." I said, motioning to the bathroom.

Just as Jenna started walking away, the doorbell rang and Beca ran to answer it.

"You got yourself a hottie." Cynthia Rose said.

"Oh, um thanks." I said. I had never looked at Jenna that way. I had known her since I was two and never thought about dating her. She was pretty attractive, if I was to be honest.

"Dude." Amy said. "Who is that chick?"

"My girlfriend." I replied.

"No seriously." Amy said.

"My girlfriend. You told me to get over Beca, so I did."

"If you insist."

"What'd I miss?" Jenna asked, walking out of the bathroom.

"Nothing much." Emily said.

"If you'd excuse us, Jenna and I are going to go upstairs." I said.

I led Jenna to my room.

"You're lucky I don't share a room with anyone. Tonight we can just pretend." I said.

"Okay." She replied.

"Do you think I have a chance at getting Beca back." I asked.

"She seems to really like that Jesse guy." Jenna said. "Sorry, Chlo."

"We have to try. I need her back." I said.

I heard Fat Amy coming up the stairs, I had to act fast. If she knew I was faking, she'd tell everyone.

"Quick, lay down!" I whispered frantically. Jenna obeyed and before I knew it, my lips were on hers and she was moving her hips in rhythm with mine.

"Oh God, Chloe." Amy said in disgust from the hallway. Perfect! She'd never doubt us again.

"Oh, sorry." I said and stood up to close the door. Jenna sat up and looked at Amy with apologetic eyes.

I closed the door and sat next to Jenna on my bed.

"That was close." I said.

"Beca's missing out on a lot." Jenna said. "You're a really good kisser."

"Thanks." I said. "That got pretty intense."

"Yeah it did."

"Sorry. I needed to make it believable."

"No need to apologize. I'm fine with it."

"Good."

I had an idea.