First Dates

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Hey guys, sorry I've been missing for a bit, exam season is coming, so updates will be infrequent, please bear with me, an we will be back to consistent updates soon!

Since there has been a lack of comments, I wanted to encourage some more. So comment below some feedback or thoughts, and I'll pick my favourite comment to dedicate the next chapter to! I really hope this works!

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Beca felt the sun on her face. She tried to turn away from the sun, but realized there was an arm holding her close to someones chest.

Her eyes flew open. She relaxed immediately. She snuggled closer. She just felt so comfortable there. Looking at the clock, she realized it was around 9 in the morning. She always had been an early riser, but unable to function without caffeine. Slowly moving Aubrey's arm, she sat up on the bed. Plugging in her phone, she saw 30 unread messages from Rachel, and a bunch from Santana and Quinn.

"Shit, I forgot to text Rach and tell her I was staying over!" she thought.

Quickly, She opened the texts.

12:30 am

Rachel: hey Beca, where are you?

Rachel: You guys coming back today?

1:12 am

Rachel: Beca, I'm starting to get worried. You guys haven't come back yet?

Rachel: Beca, are you guys drunk or something? I swear to god, answer my texts please.

Rachel: Are you guys still out on the streets? You realize you have rooms and a bed here right?

Rachel: Beca

1:20 am

Rachel: Can you text me back?

Rachel: Beca, I'm worried sick.

Rachel: BECA

Rachel: BECA

Rachel: BECA ELISE MITCHELL

Rachel: Beca, if you don't text back right now.....

Rachel: BECA

Rachel: BECA

Rachel: BECA

Rachel: BECA, text back, or so help me god

Rachel: BECA

Rachel: BECA

Rachel: I give up. You're probably drunk. Text me when you get this.

2:30 am

Quinn: Beca, Rachel is actually worried sick. You know about her OCD

Quinn: Beca, I think she is thinking worst probable situations now.

Quinn: Beca please text her back

Quinn: Beca, she's rocking back and forth and crying

Quinn: She's calm now, no more panic attacks

Quinn: They've started again.

Quinn: Beca, get your ass here, you're making your sister sick!!!!

3:23 am

Santana: BECA MITCHELL YOU BETTER HAVE A GOOD REASON FOR IGNORING US

Santana: SHE CRIED HERSELF TO SLEEP

Santana: I swear to god, get your fucking sorry ass here bitch, you're hurting Rachel!

Santana: Quinn is this close to smashing her phone

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