| When Words Fail | Jesse Swanson x Reader

Semi-Finals [12]

"Okay, don't you flat butts worry, I've got this." Amy said as she unbuckled her seat belt. The Bellas watched as she turned towards them.

"I'm just gonna pump and dump."

"I've just been shot!" Amy's voice yelled, making everyone look up at each other. Everyone began rushing out of the bus, Cynthia Rose ahead of them by a long shot.

"Fat Amy, aw! They shot the homie!" She yelled as she bent down to try and give Amy mouth-to-mouth. Claire shared a look with Beca as the rest of the girls helped Amy up off the ground. There was what looked like the remains of a bean burrito on the van and staining her Bella uniform.

"Oh, shit! Bumper threw a huge burrito at me!" She whined as Beca, Cynthia Rose, and Lily dusted her off. "I'm gonna kill him. I swear, I'm gonna finish him like a cheese cake!" She growled to no one in particular. Claire bit her lip anxiously. How is she supposed to get that out of her uniform before we get on stage?

Claire glanced around the silent van at the girls. They were each doing their own thing, a few of them listening to music or reading something. Claire caught Beca's gaze, and she knew she had been watching the group too. Claire looked over as Chloe began lightly humming along to the song playing in her earbuds. She recognized the tune, but couldn't quite figure out what it was. She looked over at Beca as she leaned forward in her seat, whispering something into Amy's ear. Amy responded quietly, making Beca snicker slightly before sitting back in her seat. Claire's attention redirected to the notebook in her hands, which she had previously been filling with song lyric ideas for the collaboration she was working on with Beca.

"I hopped off the plane at LAX, with a dream and my cardigan." Chloe began to sing lightly. Claire looked over at her as she began singing, but she looked over at Cynthia Rose as she joined in. Soon, the girls were slowly joining in on singing and keeping beat, each of them smiling at each other.

"My tummy's turning and I'm feeling kinda home sick, too much pressure and I'm nervous." Beca began, making Claire smile. She glanced down at her notebook but looked up as she realized the girls had gotten louder and were staring at her.

"Oh my god." She giggled as Aubrey, Chloe, and Beca leaned in towards her expectantly.

"That's when the taxi man turned on the radio, and the Jay-Z song was on, and the Jay-Z song was on, and the Jay-Z song was on!" They all paused as they stared at Claire, a few of them pointing towards her. She bit her lip and smiled before mentally rolling her eyes.

"So I put my hands up, they're playing my song, the butterflies fly away! Nodding my head like yeah, moving my hips like yeah!" Claire joined, all of them continuing louder and happier than ever as a few of the girls in the back danced. They all began to quiet down as they heard the engine start to sputter, and eventually they stopped singing altogether. Amy mumbled as she looked down at the dashboard.

"What the heck?" Aubrey asked, sounding distressed.

"Uhm, it's pretty cool actually. I think we're just running out of gas." She nodded as she bit her lip.

"No, that's can't be, you just filled the tank!" Aubrey pointed out. All the girls looked at her, waiting for an explanation.

"Yeah, I did! Yet, maybe I didn't because I got hit by flying mexican food." She said, mumbling the last part in hopes that it wouldn't be heard. Claire looked to Aubrey as she looked back, her mouth open in disbelief. Amy pulled the van off to the side of the road as it ran out of gas. "And, we're out." She mumbled.

"A-ca-acuse me?" Aubrey asked.

"A-ca-believe it." Amy sighed. Claire looked over at Beca, who had her head in her hands in disbelief. "What are we gonna do?" Amy asked. Chloe perked up.