NEW WRITING CHALLENGE FOR ME [1 WEEK ONLY]: I am taking prompts for the First and Last Sentence of a one-shot. The stories will all be one-shots and I am asking you to give me the First Sentence to start the story and the Last Sentence to end it. I will then come up with a story to get from point A (the first sentence) to point B (the last sentence).

A few things:

- The first sentence and last sentence will always be in bold for each story. I will name the chapter for the reader who provided the prompt.

- I'm not into writing heavy smut so don't suggest it or expect it. There may be an occasion where some soft core type smut may be doable, but I again reserve the right to make that decision.

- If you're a regular reader, you know about 95% of my stories are BeChloe. If you want to see another pairing, write the sentence in such as way to identify that pairing, otherwise it will be my choice.

The last challenge was fun and, I think, helped in my writing. I am doing this challenge to push myself to try my hand at other writings outside fanfiction. Still need to build up my confidence before I get there, and I'm hoping things like this will help me gain the confidence to get me there

The first is from my writing buddy, Electronis Zappa. I told him the idea and he volunteered to be my first submitter. Hope you like it.

"We can't keep doing this anymore, Jesse," Beca said. "It's one thing to fool your parents. But, we're pushing our luck and other people are going to figure out that we're not really a couple."

Beca was watching Jesse finish dressing for his grandmother's 90th birthday dinner. She was still trying to figure out how he got her to agree to be here in the first place.

"Come on, Becs," Jesse whined. "You promised."

"Yeah," Beca said. "But, you didn't tell me your cousin was so hot. And, so my type. How have I not met her before?"

"She doesn't come up to Portland very often," Jesse said. "You think Chloe is hot? I don't see it. I mean, everyone else says she's pretty and she does have a great sense of style."

"Oh, God," Beca said. "I've been your best friend for years. Your parent have known me the entire time. How is that your entire family thinks I'm your girlfriend?"

"My parents don't know you're gay," Jesse said. "And, they may have gotten the impression that we're now dating."

"And, how, exactly did that happen?," Beca asked glaring at him.

"My parents just assumed you're my girlfriend since we're always hanging out together," Jess said smoothing down his shirt. "I mean, we go out to dinner, we attend parties, and your the only girl they ever see me with so they think we started dating and didn't tell them. So, now you're the girl my parents talk about around my family. When my grandmother heard about you, she insisted I bring you to Tampa for the party. Besides, you are the only girl I would ever consider actually dating."

"That's, ugh!," Beca said falling back on the bed. "I hate this. But, I'll continue to go along with it. You so owe me for this."

"Maybe I can hook you up with Chloe," Jesse said fixing his hair. "She came out as bi a couple of years ago. And, I don't think she's seeing anyone right now. At least my parents haven't mentioned anyone."

"Seriously?," Beca asked as she sat up and looked at Jesse.

"Yeah," Jesse said. "She'll be a Sophomore at Barden next year. You can use that as an in with her at the party. Then once we're at Barden, we'll have a horrendous breakup and you can talk trash about me with her. She'll love that."

"Why can't you just come out to your family," Beca said. "And, let me be the best friend who has been helping you through it."

"I can't," Jesse said pouting. "My parents will disown me. You should hear some of the things they've said about gays. Nope, no thank you."

"So, if we break up," Beca said. "Who's going to be your girlfriend? No one but your best friend would be stupid enough to go along with this charade of yours."

"I'll have a while before I have to worry about that," Jesse said. "We'll go to Barden and after a month, we'll have a heart-wrenching breakup. After that, I'll get a good 6 or 7 months of being able to mope around at the loss of my beloved Beca. You'll be the one that got away. That should get me through the holidays and maybe even Spring Break. That'll give me almost 2 months before summer break to find another girl to play my girlfriend if needed. If anyone asks about you, I'll tell them that we missed each other and decided to remain friends since we were friends before we started dating. So, you can still be my best friend."

"Wait! We can't break up," Beca said. "If we do, then I wouldn't be able to date Chloe. It will be all kinds of awkward since your family doesn't know I'm gay and she'll probably want to attend family gatherings together. We have to think of something else. Something, like, I don't know, you telling your family you're gay!"

"Beca," Jesse said. "You just met Chloe and already you're attending family gatherings together? Really? Kind of pushing the lesbian stereotype of the whole U-Haul on the second date thing."

"I really like her," Beca said. "I think we could be long-term. She's just comes off as that kind of a girl. What can I say? I'm looking for a real relationship, not another fake one."

"Please, don't let me down," Jesse said. "I'll do anything you want. I'm just not ready to come out to my parents."

"Fine," Beca asked. "But, I wasn't kidding when I said you so owe me."

"Whatever," Jesse said giving Beca the once over. "Are you really wearing that to the party? Oh no, honey, this won't do. You have to change."

Beca groaned and watched as Jesse went through the clothes she brought to find something he found appropriate for her to wear. He pulled out a black and red plaid skirt, with a black sleeveless blouse. He matched these with a pair of black ankle boots.

"Oh, this is definitely it," Jesse said handing the outfit to Beca. "Get dressed. We have to leave in about 15 minutes."

Beca sighed and did as she was told. They walked into the restaurant where the dinner was being held about 30 minutes later. They found the room where the party was and walked in. Jesse had his arm around Beca's waist and she tried not to look uncomfortable; like it was something they did every day. Jesse took Beca over to greet his grandmother and Beca wished the 90-year-old woman a happy birthday. She stood and looked around while Jesse was talking with his grandmother. She caught sight of Jesse's cousin, Chloe, and gave her a small wave and a smile. Chloe smiled back and tilted her glass at her in hello.

"Who's that?," Chloe's cousin Stacie asked looking Beca up and down.

"That's Jesse's girlfriend, Beca" Chloe said watching the couple. "I met her when they got to grandma's house last night."

"No shit?," Stacie said. "Damn, she's hot. Where'd he find her? I thought he was gay."

"She came with him from Portland," Chloe said. "I thought he was gay, too. Maybe he's bi. Either way, I just don't see how he got someone like her to be his girlfriend. She's really funny and can hold her own with Uncle Jake when it comes to sarcasm. She hates movies, she loves music, and she is totes my type. She has two tattoos that I could see, and I bet she has a few that you can't. She is so totally the opposite of everything Jesse is."

"Down girl," Stacie said with a laugh. "I'm beginning to think you might be interested in her."

"I am," Chloe said with a heavy sigh. "And, if she wasn't with Jesse, I'd be all over her. There's just something about her. We spent over an hour talking last night and I think she could really be into me. Who knows, I might just have to see how into Jesse she really is."

"I can't blame you," Stacie said. "If the hunter was into girls, I'd definitely be trying to get her alone for a while."

Chloe just laughed and decided to go say hello to Jesse and Beca.

"I'm going to go say hi," Chloe said. "I'll talk to you later."

"Behave," Stacie says with a laugh as Chloe walks away.

"Hi, Beca," Chloe said as she walked up to the couple. "Jesse."

"Chloe," Jesse said and hugged Chloe. "Nice to see you again."

"Hi, Chloe," Beca said.

"That's a cute outfit you have on," Chloe said looking Beca up and down.

"Thanks," Beca said. "Jesse pick- oof."

Jesse elbows Beca and gives her a pointed look before she can finish her sentence.

"I mean," Beca said glaring at Jesse. "Jesse really likes me in it."

"It looks good on you," Chloe said softly. "I bet it would look so much better on my, oops, I mean, Jesse's bedroom floor."

Chloe winked at Beca and Beca could feel her face heat up.

"Chloe!," Jesse said. "Stop flirting with her. She's going to think you're serious."

"Who says I'm not?," Chloe said with another wink. "Talk to you later."

Beca bit her lip and tried not to stare at Chloe's ass as she watched Chloe walk away. She turned and slapped Jesse on the arm.

"Ow," Jesse said rubbing his arm. "You know I bruise like a peach. What was that for?"

"She's actually interested in me," Beca whispered to Jesse. "I hate you so much right now."

"Oh, please," Jesse said. "She flirts with everyone. That's just her way."

"Really?," Beca said. "Because, I don't think so. I know when someone's interested and she is most definitely interested. She's hot and if she keeps flirting with me, I'm going to flirt back so she knows I'm interested in her too."

"You can't," Jesse whined looking scared. "My family will think you're into her."

"I am into her," Beca said. "Hello? Haven't you been paying attention?"

Jesse wasn't paying attention. He was busy checking out the guy who just walked in.

"Well, hello," Jesse purred under is breath.

Beca turned to see who Jesse was looking at.

"You are so gay," Beca said turning back to Jesse. "If I can't flirt, neither can you."

"But, he's so dreamy," Jesse said.

"Who's dreamy?," Stacie asked.

Jesse turned to Stacie with wide eyes. He looked at Beca pleadingly and she just looked back at him.

"Oh, I was just, um, teasing Beca," Jesse said. "She said I was dreamy when I first asked her out."

"Oh," Stacie said. "You thought he was dreamy when you first met him?"

"No," Beca said. "I actually said "in your dreams" when he first asked me out. But, you know, potayto, potahto."

"Chloe's right," Stacie said with a laugh. "You're pretty funny."

"Chloe was talking about me?," Beca asked with a smile.

"Yeah," Stacie said. "You'd better be careful, Jesse. Chloe may just steal your girl. You know she's just the type Chloe goes for."

"As if," Jesse said in a huff and put his hand on his hip. When he realized how it looked, he dropped his hand and cleared his throat. "I mean. Beca loves me and would never cheat on me. Would you, Becs?"

"I'm definitely not a cheater," Beca said. "I'd just break up with you."

Jesse let out a forced laugh and put his arm around Beca.

"That's my Beca," Jesse said. "Always kidding around."

Beca just smiled and nodded. Stacie smiled back and left the couple alone.

"I told you Chloe was interested in me," Beca said.

Just then, Chloe's dad got everyone's attention and made the announcement that dinner was going to be served soon so everyone should find their tables and sit. Beca and Jesse were making their way to their assigned table when Jesse let out a squeal and stopped, grabbing Beca's arm.

"OhmyGod, ohmyGod, ohmyGod," Jesse said fanning his face and sing-songing, "He's sitting at our table."

"Dude," Beca said looking around. "You want to turn down the flame a little bit. People are starting to stare."

Jesse got himself together and once he was calm he looked back at the table.

"That guy I saw earlier is sitting at our table," Jesse said trying to keep his cool.

"Isn't our table where your cousins, Chloe and Stacie, are sitting?," Beca asked.

"Yeah," Jesse said trying his best not to stare at the guy.

"Then that means," Beca said. "He's here with either Chloe or Stacie."

"Oh," Jesse said biting his bottom lip. "You're right. I so hope he's with Stacie, then I know I'll never have to see him again. She's a one and done kind of girl."

"I hope he's with Stacie, too," Beca said. "If he's with Chloe, then I guess you were right about her flirting with everyone and it not meaning anything."

"I'm sorry, Beca," Jesse said.

"Don't worry about," Beca said. "Let's just go sit down.

Beca takes Jesse's hand and leads him over to their table.

"Hi," Beca said as they got to the table. "Looks like we're table mates."

Beca mentally face palmed herself. 'Table mates?' What the hell? Beca found her name card and, as luck would have it, she was sitting next to Chloe. Chloe looked at her and smirked. Beca raised an eyebrow and smirked back at her.

"I'm Jesse," Jesse said to his 'dreamy' guy. "And you are?"

"Oh," Chloe said. "Where are my manners? This is James. My date for this evening. We go to Barden together."

Both Beca and Jesse's faces fell. Jesse's dream guy was Chloe's date and went to Barden with her. If he's with Chloe, it closed the dating door for both of them.

"James," Chloe continued. "This is my cousin, Jesse, and his girlfriend, Beca. This is my cousin Stacie, and her friend, Steven."

"It's a pleasure to meet you all," James said. "How exactly are you related to them? You don't look much like them."

"We get that a lot," Chloe said. "My dad and their moms are brother and sisters. I look more like my mom's side of the family. She's the redhead sitting at the main table with my grandmother."

James looks over to where Chloe is pointing to see Chloe's mother.

"Oh," James said. "You got lucky. I would kill to have blue eyes like you. And, where did you get this blouse? Is it silk? It looks fabulous on you."

Beca raised an eyebrow and looked at Jesse. Jesse was sitting there looking down at the table like someone had kicked his puppy.

"Um, will you all excuse us," Beca said standing. "I need to talk to Jesse. Privately."

"What?," Jesse said looking up at Beca when she grabbed his arm.

"Would you mind coming with me for a sec, sweetie?," Beca said with a fake smile.

"Um, okay," Jesse says standing and walking away with Beca.

Beca led Jesse out of the room and over to a secluded corner of the restaurant. She looked around to make sure no one was watching or listening.

"James is gay," Beca said.

"What?," Jesse said and laughed. "You don't know what you're talking about."

"Really?," Beca said. "What hetero guy have you ever heard say they would kill to have blue eyes like Chloe's? He knows Chloe's blouse is made of silk. He said it looks "fabulous" on her. Dude, totally gay."

"Oh, my God! He is gay," Jesse said and smiled. "So, maybe we've still got a chance with them."

"Excuse you," Beca said. "We're straight remember? At least as far are your family is concerned. There's got to be a way for both of us to get what we want."

"I don't see how," Jesse said deflated. "I guess we'll both just have to ignore our attraction and forget about Chloe and James."

"Or," Beca said with a gleam in her eye. "You come out to Chloe and tell her you want to date James and I want to date her. Then we can be each other's beards and double date. She said they go to Barden together. It would be perfect."

"I don't know," Jesse said. "It could be risky. What if Chloe tells my family?"

"What if she doesn't?," a voice says from behind Jesse.

Two brunette heads snap around to see Chloe leaning against the wall casually sipping from a champagne glass.

"How much did you hear?," Jesse asked with fear in his eyes.

"Enough," Chloe said and smiled. "And, for the record. James is gay and thinks you're hot."

"Really?," Jesse squeals.

"How does your family not know you're gay?," Beca asked shaking her head.

"Most of them do know," Chloe said. "They're just pretending not to."

"Oh, my God," Jesse said looking panicked. "How? Who? Do my parents know?"

"Yeah," Chloe said. "We actually have a bet as to when you finally come out. If you wait until school starts, I win."

"Well, I never," Jesse said indignantly, causing Beca and Chloe to both laugh.

"So," Chloe said stepping close to Beca. "You want to date me?"

"Yeah," Beca said, smiling and looking into Chloe's eyes. "Would you want to date me?"

"I would," Chloe said. "Would to like to spend the day with me tomorrow? I could show you around Tampa and we could finish the night with a nice dinner. Jesse can ask James and we could even double if you want. But, Jesse will have to tell his parents he's gay because everyone knows James is."

Beca looks at Jesse, her eyes begging him to say yes.

"Fine," Jesse said. "I'll tell my parents tonight. I'll also explain how you're my best friend and was just going along as a cover. Happy?"

"Not quite," Beca said with a smirk as she turned to Chloe and put her hand around her neck and smashed their lips together in a searing kiss.

Chloe was taken aback at the bold move but recovered quickly and put her free hand on Beca's waist and pulled her closer as she kissed her back. Jesse stood there, awkwardly looking around. He finally cleared his throat to get them to separate.

"Now, I'm happy," Beca said catching her breath. "And, yes. I'd love to spend the day and go out to dinner with you tomorrow."

As promised, Jesse told his family he was gay that night. His actual words were, "I know you think that Beca and I make a great couple. Well, Beca and I have a lot more in common than you think. We're both gay and just pretending to be boyfriend and girlfriend. She actually wants to date Chloe and I want to date Chloe's friend, James."

He also explained how Beca was just his best friend and had tried to talk him out of pretending. No one was surprised. His mom came over and pulled him into a hug.

"We love you, son," Mrs. Swanson told him. "We've known for quite some time but wanted to wait for you to come to us."

"But," Jesse said. "You always made such rude comments about gays. I was afraid you'd disown me."

"We're sorry for that," Mrs. Swanson said. "We just want you to be happy. We are so glad you have a friend like Beca to help you figure it out. We understand why you didn't tell us, but you don't have to hide who you are anymore."

"Thanks, mom," Jesse said with tears in his eyes. "Thank you, too, Beca. If it wasn't for you I wouldn't have had the courage to come out now."

"That's what friends do," Beca said giving Jesse a hug. "Mr. and Mrs. Swanson, I hope you can forgive us for lying to you. I really only wanted to help out a friend."

"You're forgiven, Beca," Mr. Swanson said. "I don't usually condone lying, but I agree that you really are a good friend for doing this for Jesse."

"Well, Jesse did say that I was the only girl he would ever go straight for," Beca said with a smug grin.

Jesse put his hand to is chest and looked aghast at Beca and said, "You're over exaggerating, that's so not what I said."

Electronis Zappa's prompt reads:

First sentence: "We can't keep doing this anymore (character)." Where (character) is whoever fits best.
Last sentence: "You're over exaggerating, that's so not what I said."

My note: So, Zap, I hope you enjoyed it. Do I get the bonus points?