People could be such idiots sometimes. Such big, massive assholes.

Always being around Jesse and the Bellas for the past two years, she almost forgot about that, but it was times and dickheads like that that reminded her why she used to just stay away.

The door in front of her finally opened, and she picked herself off the wall, not feeling that great.

As cliché as it sounded, if Beca had to compare Jesse to an animal, it would definitively be a puppy. The excitement, the big happy eyes...everything fitted. Unfortunately, it also meant that whenever he was sad, you felt exactly the same as when you saw sad puppies : a little heartbroken (dramatic word, yes, but that pretty much what it was...God, did she turn into a sap).

So really, she was not looking forward to that right now, although at the same time, that's exactly where she wanted to be.

What a bunch of idiots. Thinking back to his text from two hours ago, she shook her head in disbelief : 'Didn't get the job; apparently I don't have the right profile, or whatever. Anyway, meet you back at the Bella's mansion tonight?'.

Seriously? Who better than that dork to work in a movie production company for the summer, she didn't know. They'd raised his hopes for weeks, and now, nothing. What a fuc-

Beca was taken out of her thoughts when she finally saw him walked from the classroom, listening to what a blonde chick - Tess something - was saying. Approaching them, she smiled at him when he spotted her, a little surprised, before he joined her after saying goodbye.

"Hey, nerd", she said, hands on his stomach a she leaned up to kiss him.

"Hey. What you doing here, little one?"

"Taking you out. Unless you have a date with one of your other girlfriends and/or boyfriends, of course. In which case, we could take a rain check."

He laughed a little at that, and it was actually stupid how proud she was of herself.

"Nah, I think we can make it work. I'll have to leave early though; I'm meeting the hot redhead one tonight", he answered with fake seriousness, not missing a beat, as he draped an arm around her shoulder, heading outside.

"You wish, Swanson."

Hand on his waist, they walked for a few seconds before she finally looked up at him, placing a gentle kiss on his chin.

"I'm sorry about the job. They're just douche bags, you're not missing on anything."

She saw him swallow at that, eyes already turning sad as he carefully avoided hers, looking down.

"Yeah, it's okay. I'm fine", he said, nodding a little.

She tightened her grip on his hip a bit, bringing them even closer.

"I'm serious. You'll find another one. A better one. I'll help you look."

He finally turned his head to smile at her. Not the full on Swanson smile, which bothered her, but hey, that was a beginning.

"Plus, I'm taking you to that freaking movie you've been boring me with for three days, so you'll have the satisfaction of talking to me about it some more all the way back from the theaters later", she continued, rolling her eyes for good measure.

His smile did grow a bit bigger at that, and she gave herself a mental pat on the back.

"Really now? My my, Beca Mitchell, as I live and brea- wait", he asked, brows furrowing as they approached the car, "are you trying to cheer me up or something?"

"Well, you're the one who brought me in the all girlfriend/boyfriend thing. I'm just doing my job now, so don't complain, it's all your fault."

Now his big ass smile was definitively back, and the look that made her cheeks burn too.

"I'm not complaining", he said, the hand resting over her shoulder gently grazing her face. "I'm really not."

She smiled back, feeling her heartbeat do that thing again, and before it became too much, she kissed him, lingering a little before getting away and to her side of the car.

"Come on, dork, let's go."