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"Beca!" Stacie yelled from inside her room. Beca was currently at her desk, playing around with some new mixes and taking the time to jot down new song ideas.

Groaning because she really didn't want to leave her spot, she took her headphones off that were placed around her neck, placing them on her desk next to her mixing equipment and got up to walk over to Stacie's.

When making it there, Beca creeped open the door to be greeted with her leggy friend in front of a giant white board-which also, she doesn't know where she got it- with things color coated and written in a diagram form.

"What am I looking at?" Beca cautiously asked as she slowly walked into Stacie's room and took a seat on the girl's bed.

Beca knew her friend was up to no good when she was able to get a good look at what was written on the board. In big, highlighted bubble letters, above all the webs and bullet points read, "Operation, Get Beca Laid."

"This-" Stacie gestured to the white board with one of her hands, the other was holding a long meter stick- again, where did she get all of these things? "Is our checklist slash, game plan for tomorrow night." Stacie proudly with a beaming smile.

Beca's face was remaining still, not breaking a stare. "You seriously are nuts." As if the the giant whiteboard, meter stick, glasses and eye black under Stacie's eyes weren't a reminder. Seriously, the girl went all out for Beca and when she asked for Stacie's help, she didn't expect anything like this.

"This is dating 101 with Ms. Conrad." Stacie walked to the other side of the board and with her meter stick, she pointed at her name written in the top corner in fancy cursive. "After our class today and tomorrow morning, you'll be one hundred percent confident with taking out a very sexy and very intriguing redhead with the name of Chloe Beale tomorrow night. Sound good?" Stacie coughed up her best teacher lecture voice while pushing up her glasses.

Beca snorted and really, didn't know how to take everything at once. Was this a joke or something? "Stacie what are you doing?"

"It's Ms. Conrad to you Mitchell," Stacie warned in a stern tone.

Beca raised her hands up to surrender because obviously, she wasn't going to get out of this little skit Stacie was currently performing. "Okay okay. Continue Ms." Stacie gave her another stern look, causing Beca to roll her eyes dramatically. "Oh my God, Ms. Conrad," she corrected. This was just weird. Never should she have to call her best friend Ms.

"Good," Stacie said with a smile. "Now to start off this lesson, we have to talk about date ideas." With her stick, she pointed to the area on the whiteboard which read, 'date ideas' written and underlined with bullet points underneath. "Any suggestions?"

Beca made herself more comfortable on Stacie's bed since who knows how long this lesson was going to take and pondered with some of the ideas floating around in her head.

Some of the ideas included seeing a movie, but she remembered that she hated movies so, that was a no. Another included, going out to a nice restaurant to eat but then again, she realized she was a high school student with no job and didn't have the money pay for both hers and Chloe's dinner so, that was another no. Honestly, she had no idea what to do with Chloe. All she knew was that she wanted it to be special for the both of them.

Groaning loudly, "I have no idea," Beca said in defeat. This was going to be a lot harder than she thought.

"Okay, no need to worry, Becs. This is why we are doing this so we can plan together, making sure it is the best and most enjoyable night for the two of you." Stacie reassured with another smile. "Now let's break it down, what does Chloe like?"