"And she just barged right in there! No warning or anything!"

"Well did she seem nice?"

"Benji, you're missing the point, the girl was bat shit crazy."

"Or maybe she thought you had a nice voice, which you do by the way." Beca sighed and averted her eyes. "You should just give it a chance Becs."

"You sound like my dad."

"Well he's got a point."

"You haven't even heard the best part, he's blackmailing me into joining a club by offering L.A. next year."

"It doesn't sound like blackmail if you get something out of it."

"He thinks that somehow someway I'll actually want to stay in this hell hole if I join something."

"Then what do you have to loose?"

"People will know that I'm a part of nerd singing."

"It's not like you know anyone here anyway." Benji pointed out.

"Well I'll know."

"Just promise me that you'll consider it." Beca gave Benji her annoyed look, "And even if you hate it, at least it'll get you closer to producing music."

"Sure thing Benji."

"Promise me Beca." He demanded.

"I promise I'll think about it Benji." Beca replied back like a childish tone.

"If you want, I can help you prepare for the audition?"

"I still haven't thought about it yet Benji."

"Okay Beca," He rolled his eyes, a beat. "So how's school going?"

"Wouldn't know, haven't gone to many classes. You?"

"Well my communications class is pretty fun, and my choir class is amazing."

"So cool." Beca replied, very disinterested.

"And how's Kimmy Jin?"

"I'm convinced she doesn't speak English."

"Beca." Benji said sternly.

"What?" She complained, "How's your roommate situation?"

"You tell me, it seems you spend more time with him than I do."

"That's not true, we just work together."

"I don't know, whenever I see you around campus he isn't too far away."

"That's because the nerd can't take a hint."

"Why? What has he done?"

"Don't get your panties in a twist, nothing's happened. He's just annoying as always." Beca stood up from Benji's bed, "Speaking of which, I was supposed to be at the station ten minutes ago."

"You're going to get fired from there you know?"

"All I do is stack CDs, it's not that big of a deal."

She grabbed her bag and walked towards the door, "Wait Bec! You need the audition music for tomorrow!"

"Good bye Benji!" Beca spoke over him as she shut the door behind herself.

"You're here."

"I am, and so are you." Beca dropped her bag unceremoniously onto the ground and walking over to the table full of crates.

"I didn't think you were coming."

Beca looked up, "No need to worry dear." She said sarcastically, "I was just with Benji, it's the only time I can see him and know you aren't there."

Jesse placed his hand over his chest, "My heart swoons."

Beca scoffed.

"Beca." She feels someone shaking her side, "Beca, get up."

She moans and rolls over to face the wall.

"Beca, I think I broke your laptop."

Beca springs up, "You did what!?" She screams.

"Oh good." Benji smiles, "You're awake."

Ignoring his comment, Beca quickly rolls out of bed and scrambles to her desk. She lays her hands over all of her equipment, making sure nothing is broken. Turning in her chair she stares at Benji, "What could you possibly want?"

Benji is unaffected by the ice in her voice, already used to her morning personality. "Well I thought you should know that auditions are in an hour."

"Oh yeah?" Beca brushes past him and flops back on to her bed, pulling the covers around her. "Well good luck."

Benji plops down beside her, "Beca please. You're not going to have any fun here if you sleep all day."

"I'm not going to have any sleep if everyone keeps interrupting me."

Benji sighed, "Oh, I get it now."

Beca rolled over to face Benji, "What?"

"No it's fine. I'm not going to pressure you into auditioning if you're afraid."

"I'm not afraid of-"

Benji stood up, "I'll see ya later."

"Benji! I'm not-" She was cut off by the door shutting behind Benji.

Beca huffed.

Beca Mitchell is not afraid of anything. Let alone a group of girls that don't even have any instruments but their mouths.

But she's not going to fall for this trick so easily. This is exactly what he wants her to do. Get angry that he thinks she's afraid, and then prove him wrong.

And she's already one step ahead. He's trying to use reverse psychology on her.

Beca lies back down on her bed.

She's not going to fall for it this time.

Closing her eyes Beca thinks of all her unfinished mixes she can work on today.

Not going to fall for it.

Beca groaned.

He was going to pay for this.

She stands in the hallway contemplating what she's about to do.

Does she really want to join an A Capella group? That would probably take up a lot of her time. Plus the blonde girl at the activities fair seemed a little high strung. Hell, she didn't even have anything to sing.

But to pass up her father's offer? That'd be insane.

Beca takes a deep breath.

She walks towards the entrance of the stage and peers inside. She can't really her what anyone's saying inside but shower girl motions for her to come forward.

"Hello. Um, I didn't know we had to prepare that song." Beca lies, she just didn't want to.

"That's okay. Sing anything you want."

She looks around the room and her eyes land on the cup on the table, "Uh, may I?"

"Ladies welcome to Aca-Initiation night. Prepare to soften the beach."

"I don't know what I'm doing here." Beca says to herself.

"Just living the dream. I still can't believe they let my sexy fat ass in."

Beca stands off to the side and watched the rest of the Bellas walk down the steps.

"Beca! Beca!"

"Wow." Beca smiled as Jesse drunkenly climbed over the rows.

"Be-caw! Be-caw!" Jesse laughed when he reached her, "Do my eyes deceive me, or are you a Barden Bella?"

"No." Beca shook her head.

"You're one of those a cappella girls, I'm one of those a cappella boys, and we're gonna have aca-children. It's inevitable." Jesse smiled and nodded his head when Beca raises an eyebrow.

"You're really drunk right now. I don't think you're gonna remember any of this."

"No. I'm not drunk at all, you're just blurry."

"You okay? Yeah?"

"Yeah."

Beca nudged Jesse, "You almost fell over?"

"No, she didn't. You know I could-" Jesse mumbled to himself.

"Can you pass a sobriety test right now?"

"Yep."

"Can you stand up straight?" She pushed him again.

"See how I come right back?" Jesse leaned backwards and forwards, "And I come right back."

"Right. Wow." Beca says unimpressed.

"Can I get you a drink?"

"It sounds great."

"I'm gonna go get you a drink."

"Go for it." She replies.

"I think you need to get on this level."

"Please be careful." She called watching Jesse walk back over the rows of seats eater than stairs.

"Hi." Chloe runs up and grabs Beca's hands who let's out a sound of surprise, "I am so glad that I met you. I think that we're gonna be really best friends."

"Yeah. Well, you saw me naked, so." Beca winked.

"Oh yeah! I'm so sorry about that, but you have a great voice. And now look!" Chloe throws her hands up, "You're a Bella!"

Beca plasters on an overly fake smile and squeals along with Chloe, "Yeah! It's great!"

Chloe dramatically sighs, "This is going to be the best year ever." She punctuates each word.

Beca smiles and looks over to see Jesse trying to figure out the keg pump.

Chloe follows her eyes, "Oh! He's a cutie." She looks a little closer, "Too bad he's a Treble."

"What?" Beca snaps her head back, "No, no! I don't like him like that."

Chloe hums to herself with a smile, "Well that's good, because you took an oath." She says in a patronizing tone.

Beca's eyebrows furrow, "Yeah."

"Alright!" Chloe exclaims, "I'm gonna go get a drink. This ginger needs her jiggle juice! See you later!"

"Make good choices." Beca calls.

"I don't know the words, but I can," Jesse sings handing Beca a cup.

"Thank you."

"This is awesome"

"It's definitely something." She agrees.

"We are the kings of campus!" Jesse screams out, ignored by most.

"So Beca," Jesse sat down and patted the seat beside him, "If you're not a Bella, what are you?"

Beca took a sip out of her cup, "A mystery I guess."

"That's for sure."

Beca raised an eyebrow.

"Oh I didn't mean it that way," Jesse sputtered, "What I mean is, well I mean that you're-" Jesse took a deep breath, "You're a lot different than from what I thought you'd be like."

"And what's that mean?" Beca goaded him.

"Umm, well, I thought you were like hip and kinda indie." Jesee paused, "You've got all these tattoos and piercings, plus an attitude that says 'Hello world, I'm pissed.'"

"And now?"

"Well I don't know, it's just a first impression. I could be totally wrong."

"You're right. Maybe I'm a way uptight stuffy conservative that's a virgin waiting till marriage."

"Yeah." Jesse laughed, "Like how I deal crack, drive a Harley and I hit the gym everyday. Plus I'm a tiger in the sack." Jesse wiggled his eyebrows.

"Or you're an annoying singing nerd that likes to cuddle and long walks in the park."

"Well I guess you'll just have to give that first impression a second glance."

Beca played with the rim of her cup, "Ehh, I think I was right the first time."

"It never hurts to question it." Jesse quipped.

Beca let out a snort, "Well it's been great." She stood and made her way to the stairs, "I'm gonna go fin Benji now."

Jesse watched her descend the stairs, "No, Beca-"

"No thanks nerd!" She called.

Jesse jumped up, "Beca wait up!" He caught up to her, "Beca, Benji didn't make the Trebles."

"What?" Beca asked, not quite sure she heard him right.

"I don't know, he wasn't at the initiation."

Beca glanced around, her shoulders slumped a little when she didn't point out her friend.

"Are you serious?" Eventually her eyes fell on a particular Treble, "Bumper is such a dick." Beca set down her drink and began to walk.

Jesse followed her line of path, "Beca what are you doing?" She ignored him, "Beca!" He ran in front of her, "Beca, this isn't going to fix anything."

"What?" Beca looked past him, seeing what he thought, "No. No, I'm going to see Benji." She explained, "I don't care about that asshole."

"Oh, I just thought, I thought that-" Beca rolled her eyes and brushed past him, "Wait up! I'll take you there."

Beca turned around, she motioned for him to follow, "Then let's go."

"Benji?" She knocks again, "Benji it's me, Beca."

"I can open it for you-" Beca shushes him.

"Benji, come on. Open up." She's a little surprised when he actually does open.

"Hey Bec." He says quietly.

"Hey, you doin alright?"

"I'm fine. Just working on some magic tricks." He glances past her to see Jesse, and she doesn't miss the way his eyes linger on the Treble Maker hoodie.

"Show me?" Beca asks to get his mind off it.

"Yeah, okay." He says, much less enthusiastic than any other time.

Benji turns and walks into the room, and before Beca follows she turns to Jesse.

"Stay." She looks up at him, hoping he'd understand. Beca follows in, shutting the door behind her.

"It's just a simple hand trick really."

Beca watches as he pulls a ribbon through his hand over and over. "Benji."

"Hmm?" He looks up. Beca smiles sadly before sitting beside him. "So did you audition?"

"Uhh, yeah." She says a little uncomfortably, "I'm a Bella now."

"Really?" Benji says surprised, "That's really awesome Becs. I'm proud of you."

"Thanks Benji." She pauses. "You know it doesn't matter what they think, right?" She says softly.

"Yeah. It's just." Benji sighs, "It's all I've ever wanted."

"I know." She rubs his back.

"And the BU Harmonics offered me a spot, but it's just not the same, you know?"

"Hey, don't let this make you think you're a bad singer. Okay?" She looks him in the eye, "You're amazing and no one can tell you otherwise."

"Thanks Bec." He smiles, "And there's always next year."

Beca gives him a small smile, "Of course there is." She pulls Benji into a hug, and he buries his head into the crook of her neck.

Jesse straightens when Beca finally emerges from his dorm room.

"Oh, you could have gone back."

"It's alright, it was getting pretty lame." Jesse throws her a crooked smile.

Beca rolls her eyes, "You're such a weirdo.

They walk down the hall together, "So," Beca looks up, "is he alright?"

"He will be, he's just bummed."

"Yeah." Jesse rubs the back of his neck. The two walk out the dorm building, "You wanna go back to Initiation Night?"

Beca sighed, "Not really, but I'm sure everyone is wondering why I ran off with a Treble."

"Oh? Am I too dangerous for you?" He quips.

Beca snorts, "No, just hated by Aubrey." Beca thinks back to the weird as hell oath she took.

"So you are a Bella." He says, more of a statement than question.

"You caught me." Beca holds her hands up.

"No, I knew the whole time." Jesse smiled as he shoved his hands in his pockets.

"Oh yeah?"

"Yup. I saw your audition."

"No you didn't." Beca stated.

"Oh, but I did." Jesse stopped walking to face Beca, "Oh!" He sang out, "You're gonna miss me by hair, you're gonna miss me everywhere, you're-"

"Okay! Okay!" Beca yelled, she could feel her face heating up. "I get it, you were there."

"Aww, Bec! I was just getting to the best part!" He whined.

"Shut up." She crossed her arms and walked away.

"You're going to have to teach me that cup thing." Jesse replied cheekily.

"Yeah, I'll get right on that." Beca said sarcastically.

Jesse smiled, "Can't wait."

Beca rolled her eyes. The two had made their way back to the amphitheater and were now standing at the entrance.

"Hey," Beca grabbed his forearm, "Thanks for coming with."

Jesse nodded, "Yeah, of course."

"And if you could just-" Beca paused, "I don't know, look out for Benji, he's had a hard time fitting in and all."

Jesse looked at Beca, he could see the sincerity in her eyes and hear it in her voice. Taking her hand from his arm he gave it a squeeze, "Sure thing."

Beca smiled slightly, "Thanks."

Jesse could feel his heart beating a little faster than usually. Beca's hand was warm, like really warm. And she was pretty, so pretty. Hot too. This alcohol had to be getting to him.

"Uh, Jesse?"

"Yeah?"

"You can let go now." She looked at were he was still holding her hand.

He quickly retracted it as if her hand was on fire. He let out an awkward laugh and rubbed his neck, "Sorry about that."

"Yeah well, I'll see you around." Beca smiled and side stepped him to rejoin the party.

"Beca wait," She turned, "I, uhh." He stuttered.

"Come on Swanson." Crossing her arms.

Jesse opened and closed his mouth before he walked over and grabbed Beca's face, kissing her. The kiss wasn't hot and heavy, but it wasn't a peak on the cheek either.

He noticed how warm her lips, like her hands, were. And soft.

It took a second for Beca to register what he was doing. His breath tasted like alcohol, but she was sure hers did too. And by the time she uncrossed her arms to push him off, it was already over.

They stared at one another, both surprised by the turn of events.

He was about to apologize before Beca beat him to it, "Well, thanks again for Benji."

Normally, Beca probably would have kneed the guy in his sensitive area. But not wanting to make a scene, she quickly turned on her heel and rushed down the stairs, praying no one saw.

Jesse was left standing alone at the top of the stairs like an idiot. He was so stupid, why would he think to kiss her?

Rubbing his face and shaking himself Jesse made his way back to the party.

"Freshmeat!" Jesse glanced over to see Bumper standing among some other Trebles. He looked around himself to see no one else was behind him, "Yes you!" Bumper called again.

"What's up?" Jesse asked.

"Donald here thinks Kolio can do more shots than you." Jesse looked over to see Donald standing behind Kolio, "But I told him there's no way. So are you going to prove him wrong?"

Jesse really just wanted go go curl up in his bed, but his fellow Trebles were waiting for an answer.

"Sure, I guess." He conceded. He needed to get shit faced tonight to forget how awkward and stupid he was with Beca.

"Yes!" Bumper screamed, "Freshmeat shot contest!" The rest of Trebles cheered along with their captain, and Jesse couldn't help but smile when his fellow Trebles pushed him along.

They seemed to draw some attention, because as Bumper explained the rules most people were watching.

"Okay, we'll go one shot at a time. Who ever goes the longest wins."

"Boo!" Someone screamed, "No prizes or consequence?" Murmuring began and it seemed that most people agreed with the spokesperson.

"Okay, okay." Donald stepped up, "Loser and their voucher," said looking pointedly at Bumper, "have to streak through the quad."

A ripple of cheers went amongest the crowd, "Alright!" Bumper challenged back, setting the shot glasses in front of Jesse and Kolio, "You better win this." Bumper threatened under his breath to Jesse.

Shot one burned down Jesse's throat.

Kolio said he was just getting started on shot two.

Around shot three Jesse caught Beca's eye. She was standing towards the back with a rather large girl who looked to be beckoning her to drink more. She raised an eyebrow watching him as Bumper filled up his glass.

Shot four caused Jesse's vision to blur, it burned less though.

Shot five didn't totally make it down his throat.

At shot six Jesse tried to do the cup thing Beca did. No one was quite sure what he was doing and he ended up needing a new glass afterwards.

At shot seven Jesse had no clue what was going on, everyone sounded like they were singing. Maybe they were.

Eight shots were enough for Kolio as he proceeded to trip over himself and fall onto Donald.

"Yes!" Bumper screamed, "Start stripping!"

Eight shots were also enough for Jesse to think it'd be a good idea for him to take on another challenger.

Fat Amy offered to do eight shots to make the playing field even.

Jesse refused and took shot nine before Amy's glass was even filled.

And the last thing Jesse could remember was lifting shot ten to his lips.

A/N: Am I the worst or what? That was a very long delay, I hope a longer than usual chapter makes up for it. (I know it probably doesn't) And to be honest, I wouldn't expect anything till after next Monday. I've got some AP testing that needs cramming for.

I hope you enjoyed the chapter, a little Jeca. We'll see where this all goes! Leave a little review, follow or favorite!

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