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Beca should have felt amazing, she just graduated high school. She always felt that everything would begin to sort itself out during high school. She thought she would find a boyfriend, find her passion, begin to plan for her career. But no.
She had a plan for life, but life didn't have a plan for her. Beca's plan was quickly falling apart, no boyfriend, no passion, no career.
Beca was a smart kid, she was very hardworking and passionate, but never really found anything to be passionate about for long periods of time. She would always go through phases of interests. Drawing? Not creative enough. Woodworking? Too difficult.
What was even worse was the fact that Beca's parents didn't mind when she tried and failed at these extracurricular things. Her parents wanted her to focus on school, school, and school. Eventually, it got to a point where Beca began dreading talking to her parents because it meant talking about school and what made her parents happy, but now that she thinks about it, she can't remember the last time her parents asked her what made her happy.
Its not like Beca would know what made her happy anyway. She always assumed that things would get better in the future and she would just become happy eventually. She should be happy that she got accepted into Barden University. She should be happy that she gets to live in a dorm, away from her judgmental parents. She should be happy that her life might actually get started now. But she isn't happy, and she wasn't sure what was going to make her happy.
Maybe a boyfriend might make her happy? Well if it did, it didn't happen yet. She never really found any guys attractive but some girls at her school were beyond pretty. She always dismissed it though as a normal girl thing, and she assumed that she just hadn't found the right guy yet.
Jesse had tried to be "the one" for Beca for the longest time. Beca, though, just wasn't into him, she never saw him that way. Jesse was fairly persistent but in the end, he saw that he wasn't making any progress to becoming her boyfriend, so he settled for being her best friend.
Although Beca enjoyed being alone, she had friends that kept nagging her into being more outgoing. She just wasn't that type of person, she was always introverted and liked to keep to herself and think more than she spoke. Sometimes she wonders how she is even friends with Stacie. They were nearly polar opposites with Beca being a quiet introvert and Stacie being a party animal who loved, well, "intimacy"… if you could call it that. Jesse wasn't much different, he loved talking to people and sometimes, Beca wonders if he ever thinks about what he says. But they were her best friends and of course, they always begged her to come to parties and events with them.
Usually Beca declined their invitations to come and party but this time, this time it was graduation. She should have something to party about, she just finished high school. It was just getting dark when they arrived at the house party that Stacie got invites for.
"This is gonna be AMAZING!" exclaimed Stacie before running into the house and getting on the dance floor.
"Make good choices…" Beca said after Stacie. Knowing Stacie, she wouldn't make choices that Beca approved of no matter what Beca said.
"Can I get you a drink?" Jesse asked. Beca hadn't even noticed that he had already gone and gotten some drinks and might have already been tipsy. It had only been a few minutes since they got here, how the hell is he tipsy already?
"Uh, sure I guess," Beca responded, not sure if she actually wanted to get drunk tonight, because she was probably going to be the one to drive her and her friends home. It was surprising how much alcohol this party got a hold of, they were only 18. Beca stood on the street watching the house party for a few minutes, and was entertained watching drunk teenagers try to act cool. After a while, Jesse hadn't come back yet but Beca soon saw him pounding more drinks. "He probably forgot about my drink," thought Beca, she didn't mind, she wasn't really a drinker anyway.
Beca made her way through the crowd who was dancing and grinding on each other, the smell of sweat, Axe body spray, and alcohol immediately reminded Beca why she hated parties. She had to admit though, the music was pretty good. She pushed though the crowd to see a DJ playing his set. He was pretty good, and Beca admired his work. She was completely fascinated by how he could get two completely different tracks and blend them together so beautifully. After a while, Beca started getting into it, she began dancing and enjoying the music, all the while watching to see how the DJ made his mixes.
After about an hour of watching the DJ, trying to understand how he mixed, and random dancing, Beca was heading to the bathroom, which was oddly unoccupied and with no line. Just as she was about to close the door, she was pushed out of the way by a scurrying redhead who immediately began puking in the toilet. Beca was a bit annoyed at first but then felt sympathetic as she held the other girls hair back as she threw up. A few dry heaves later, the redhead reached up and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe her mouth and flushed the toilet.
"Not so good with alcohol?" Beca asked, giggling slightly.
"I guess not," the redhead replied, looking up, "thanks for letting me rush in here by the way."
"No problem..." Beca began to say before she noticed the redhead's gorgeous, blue eyes. Beca stood there staring at the breathtaking woman standing in front of her.
"Uh, I'm Chloe," the redhead said when she noticed that the brunette was gawking at her.
Beca felt a wave of nervousness wash over her and she began stuttering, "U-uh, h-hi I'm B-B-Beca." She immediately kicked herself thinking, "Oh my god, I sound so stupid, just talk to her like a normal person Beca..."
Chloe smiled at Beca sensing that Beca was practically gushing over her. Chloe took a good look at Beca now and she, herself, was getting a bit excited. "Come on, lets go party, B-B-Beca," Chloe said mocking Beca, "This ginger needs her jiggle juice."
It wasn't long until Chloe was even more wasted than before, and she was sharing EVERYTHING about herself and Beca couldn't help but love to listen to Chloe's wild stories about partying and drinking. Beca constantly found herself getting lost in Chloe's blue eyes while Chloe continued ranting about how guys are terrible or something, Beca didn't care about exactly what Chloe was talking about, she just wanted to listen to whatever she was saying, which was good because Chloe was slowly becoming incoherent with all the alcohol in her system.
Soon the party was beginning to die down, Chloe was absolutely trashed, Stacie probably went home with another guy, again… and Jesse was now barely able to stand, somehow in a worse condition than Chloe. It was obvious that Chloe and Jesse weren't going to be driving home so Beca loaded them into Jesse's truck and they made their way home.
Jesse was knocked out in the back seat while Chloe was sitting in the passenger seat, barely conscious.
"So is he like your boyfriend or something?" Chloe asked.
"What, ah uh, no, not really, no. He is my best friend," Beca nervously replied.
"What, like friends with benefits or something?" Chloe questioned.
"No, no, oh god no," Beca quickly replied, "No, just a friend, I guess to tried to get in my pants for a while but he gave up a long time ago."
"Mm, that's good to hear," Chloe muttered before knocking out like Jesse.
"What?" Beca asked, as she looked to Chloe, who was now completely out cold. "Ugh, I don't even know where she lives, she probably doesn't even remember anyways, shes is next-level wasted," Beca thought to herself.
Thankfully, Jesse lived across the street from Beca. She dragged him and Chloe out of his car and she took Jesse inside and put him on the couch in the living room before leaving his car and house keys on the kitchen counter and leaving the house thinking, "Man I should get paid for this..."
Outside, she was trying to figure out what to do with Chloe, who was now propped up against Jesse's car still knocked out. "How the hell are you still asleep?" Beca thought, but it was getting late and Beca was getting tired too so she basically dragged the sleeping redhead across the street to Beca's house, which was gladly unoccupied due to the convenient trip that her parents left on the night before.
Beca laid out the sleeping Chloe on her couch in the living room before she too knocked out on the adjacent couch. "This is gonna be really awkward tomorrow morning," thought Beca before she quickly fell asleep.
A/N: Again thanks for taking the time to read. I'm still a total noob on this stuff so let me know if I did anything wrong, formatting-wise or other-wise. I hope you enjoyed this.
