Dying hope

Chapter 13: Don't Feel

As soon as Beca got home she saw her dad grading papers on the dining room table. He looked up and smiled at her brightly, "So I heard from a little birdy that my little girl is playing Romeo! I can honestly say I have been waiting for this moment my whole life. Well waiting for a Romeo and Juliet play you get to at least star in. I won't lie and say I didn't picture you playing a major role." He said giddily swishing in his chair. Beca playfully rolled her eyes at him, "It's no big deal dad, I mean Aubrey literally handed me the lead role as a punishment." Beca said squinting her eyes at the script in her hands. Aubrey is now in her mind at least, the devil reincarnated. He snickered, "I must meet this lovely Aubrey, she loves doing some sort of punishment for me." He said winking at Beca while grabbing his graded papers and putting them back in his satchel. Beca gasped in surprise, "So I'm still being punished?" He sighed, "I'm not punishing you for doing the right thing Beca, but what if that Tom boy would have hit you so hard that it causes a seizure? I would've beat that boy up myself." He said standing up and putting his bag away. "I doubt he would have, his reach is too short." Beca said cockily, walking towards the living room and plopping herself down on the couch and turning the television on. Beca's dad tried not to snicker but it was too late. He let out a chuckle and sat right next to his boastful daughter, "Yea yea yea, scoot over hot shit." He said nudging his hips at Beca's. She laughed along with him, scooting over to let her dad have room. "Oh by the way Chloe is coming over to help me with my lines." She said turning the channel to her favorite cartoon. "Oooh la la, is this gonna be your guy's first date?" He said taunting at beca while moving his eyebrows up and down at her. "What?! N-No! Chloe and I are just friends dad." He laughed even louder that time, "Yeah right and I was born in the eighteen century." Beca shrugged her shoulders and smirked at her dad, "Who knows you're petty old, I wouldn't doubt it." He gasped and snatched the remote from Beca, "just for that I'm watching my cooking channels." Beca groaned but it was short lived because the door bell rang. Beca got up quickly trying to reach the door almost tripping over herself. Beca's dad laughed at the scene in front of him, "just friends my ass." He muttered secretly to himself while turning his attention back to the television. Beca finally made it to the door and fixed her disheveled appearance. She breathed in a big breath and opened the door. To her surprise it wasn't Chloe but Stacie. Beca's small smile immediately fell from her face. "Stacie? What are you doing here?" She asked in complete confusion. There stood Stacie looking sexy as ever in Beca's opinion. Stacie was wearing a really tight crop top and really tight skinny jeans as well. "Well since we are going to be scene partners I thought I would drop on by and we could run lines together?" She asked hopefully biting her bottom lip at Beca innocently. Beca was about to protest but her dad came up behind her unexpectedly and was obviously expecting Chloe too, so his smile dropped as well. "Oh, who is this Beca? Another one of your friends?" Before Beca could answer Stacie beat her to it, "Hi I'm Stacie! I'm Beca's Juliet to her Romeo." Stacie said excitingly reaching besides Beca to shake her father's hand. He scrunched his eyebrows together confused, shouldn't Chloe be Juliet? Oh well Beca does seem to have a lot of friends nowadays, he is just glad she's not shutting herself out from the world again. "Well come on in! I'm sure you guys have to run your lines together. Wouldn't want my little girl ruining Shakespeare's classic love story." He said playfully moving Beca aside to let Stacie in. Beca scoffed at her dad, she's not that bad at plays. She always wants to be the person in the background at least they don't have to remember any lines. "Oh wow you sure do have a lovely home Mr. Mitchell." She said smiling charmingly at Beca's dad. Beca groaned internally, great now Stacie knows that her dad is a teacher at their school. Although Stacie doesn't seem like one of those girls who makes fun of anyone at all. She still can't be too sure nowadays. "Anyways we can go upstairs now Stacie I'm sure my dad has other things to attend too." Beca said pointedly at her father. He got the hint and backed off, "Yes I sure do, like watching my favorite show. You girls have fun but not too much fun Beca." He said winking teasingly at her. Stacie smirked at beca looking her up and down. Beca glared at her dad's retreating form, watching him laugh all the way to the living room.