I'm so sorry this took so long! I've been writing future chapter cause I'm afraid by the time I get to it I'll forget it. So I had to type it out, I hope you enjoyed chapter one. Here's chapter two!

As Stacie walked Beca to Biology, the brunette couldn't help but think how lucky she was to have her best friends. Throughout the four years there, at least one of them were with her in the hallways so if she ran into Bumper, they'd have her back. There were however a few times when they weren't there either because they were absent or running late. Bumper would back her up in a corner and pick on her, taunting her and calling her names.

In March Sophomore year, Chloe caught him in the action of doing so and stepped in between him and Beca. Now, the brunette already had a slight crush on her the beginning of Freshman year, but after watching her protect her, it only grew stronger since. Especially when Chloe informed Jesse, Stacie, and Amy. The three then made a separate group chat and made sure at least one of them were with her at all times. The girl asked them one time what she did to deserve them, and each of them had basically said the same thing.

"You're a good person Beca. If anything, we're the ones that don't deserve you."

Beca smiled at the memory, before she walked over to the table Jesse was sitting at. The boy spotted her and sported a cheeky grin.

"Hey Becaw, how was English?" The brunette took a seat beside him and placed her backpack next to the table.

"Good, uh. Chloe's in my English class."

"Is she now?" Jesse wiggled his eyebrows.

"You're such a dork." Beca chuckled and shook her head. "Anyways, we were given an assignment and got paired up."

"Well look at that, you'll actually have to talk to her now, huh?"

"Y-yeah." Beac swallowed hard. How was she supposed to do that? She basically turns to putty when the redhead looks at her. How the hell is she supposed to hang out with her?

"Aren't you excited though?" Jesse asked. The brunette was pulled from her thoughts.

"No Jess, I mean, she invited me over her house and-"

"She invited you over?!" His jaw dropped to the floor.

"Beca, you gotta make a move!"

"Will you keep your voice down?" Beca hissed and looked around. "And no, I'm not making a move, she's not even into girls."

"How do you know that?" Jesse quirked an eyebrow and smiled. "Maybe she's waiting for you to do something about it."

"Do something about what?" Fat Amy plopped down in the seat in front of them.

"Beca and Chloe got partnered up for an English assignment." Jesse leaned forward in his chair, smirking knowingly. Beca rolled her eyes and took out her binder and water bottle from her bag. She cracked it open and took a few gulps. "Chloe invited her over her house this weekend."

"Awe shit Shawshank, she's about to go down on you!" Beca choked on her water and was sent into a coughing fit. This earned a few glances from her peers and Jesse patted her back.

"Miss Mitchell, are you alright?" Mr. Prescott looked over the top of his glasses from his computer.

"Y-yeah I'm fine." Beca smiled awkwardly and coughed a few more times before she sipped her water again. The teacher nodded and stood up, introducing the first unit.

"She's not in to me guys," The brunette scoffed and opened up her binder. "Besides, she can do better." Jesse and Amy both looked at one another, furrowing their eyebrows.

"Becs, she'd be lucky to have you." Beca didn't respond, instead she shrugged her shoulders and sighed. Jesse glanced back over at Amy. The Aussie half smiled before she turned around in her seat and faced forwards. The boy just shook his head and began

jotting down the notes.

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The final bell rang and all the students flooded out of the building. Beca was happy that she didn't see Bumper once that day. Most of her classes were on the first floor so she assumed that majority of his classes were on the second. Beca and Jesse headed over to his car, planning on hanging out at his house. It had become a regular routine for the two to hang out at one another's house. The two opened the doors and slid in to his car. After Jesse started the car, Beca put on her seat belt and was ready to go. The boy put the aux in his phone and Titanium began to play.

"I'm still so happy we have the same music taste, dude." Beca smiled and let her head fall back and hit the headrest. Jesse turned his upper body and placed his arm on the back of Beca's seat, reversing out of the parking spot. He began to sing the first verse of the song with such ease. Beca thanked God that he had a good voice, their voices sounded amazing together. Their Freshman year, Jesse had refused to sing in front of her, only because she wouldn't sing in front of him. So, they decided on a song and Jesse started off singing the first half and Beca joined in on the bridge. Both were dumbfounded with one another's musical talent and the rest of that day they were seeing what notes each of them could hit.

The brunette joined in on the chorus, using her phone as a microphone when there was a rapid knocking on her window, resulting in her jumping and hitting her head on the roof of the car.

"Mother-ugh that hurt." Beca rubbed her head and was about to flip the person, who she thought was Stacie, off. But when she was met with a pair of bright blue eyes, her mouth went dry. Her hand paused the motion and was just placed lamely on the top of her head. Jesse paused the song and when he looked back up, he watched the two. For a solid five seconds, he watched the two girls just stare at each other, Chloe had a beaming smile and Beca looked dumbfounded.

"Roll down your window, weirdo." Jesse whispered. Beca whipped around and punched him in the shoulder before she turned back around, rolling the window down.

"Hey, sorry I didn't mean to scare you, is your head okay?" Beca was still stuck in a daze, she watched the way Chloe's lips moved, how the lipstick she wore made her lips pop. She snapped put of it however, when she realized Chloe must've asked her something.

"Hmm?"

"Is your head okay?" Chloe repeated, she but her lip in attempt to hold back her giggle.

"Oh, yeah it's uh, it's fine." Beca winced when she felt a headache start to form. "What's up?"

"I was just wondering if you still wanna come over after the tour tomorrow. I can give you a ride."

"Yeah, I can still come over. What time does it end?" Beca began fiddling with the seatbelt. This is the most shes ever talked to the girl without stuttering. Or even this long in general.

"6. I just have to do a few things after. I'll give you my phone number so I can text you my address." Chloe held her hand out for Beca's phone. The brunette reached in her back pocket and handed it to the redhead. Their fingers touched ever so slightly but it was enough to send a wave of electricity through Beca's arm. Chloe handed her back her phone and smiled down at her. "See ya later!" The redhead skipped off in the opposite direction and linked her arm with Aubrey. Beca's eyes were glued to her lap, and Jesse saw she was trying to figure out what just happened. She rolled up the window and frowned.

"Jess...if she's giving me a ride to her house, why did she-" She looked over at her best friend, who had a smile that stretched from ear to ear. "Why are you-stop it that's creepy."

"Bec, please tell me you are not that oblivious!" He laughed.

"I don't know what you're talking about!" Beca threw her hands up in frustration. She hated when he would assume she knew something when in reality, she had know idea what was running through his mind.

"Repeat what you just said to me. Slowly." The brunette rolled her eyes.

"I asked, why'd she give me her address if she's giving me a ride'.

"Exactly. If she's giving you a ride there's no reason to give you the address."

"So..."

"Oh my God, Beca!" Jesse rubbed his hands down his face and groaned. "You cannot be this dense..."

"Well just say it then!" Beca snapped.

"She not-so-subtly gave you her number!" The girl's eyebrows rose at this and she opened and closed her mouth a few times but nothing came out. She faced forward in her seat and Jesse saw Beca wrapping her mind around it. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head and Jesse was pretty sure she got whiplash when she turned her head to face him.

"Holy shit!"