So again, another update due to my insomnia I decided I'm going to write another chapter, I don't know if you guys want another chapter as none of you guys are leaving me reviews, but you're getting one I guess. I can't stress this enough, I really need reviews or messages or SOME WAY for you to tell me what you guys want as I don't want to do something that you're going to disapprove of. (I really should be revising, but I keep having damn story ideas running through my mind)
I also changed Molly the sisters age, I originally had her as 13, but I wanted her slightly older so she is now 15, sorry for confusion.
Anyway here goes.

Beca finally crawled out of bed throwing her dressing gown over her once she decided she couldn't take her stomach rumbling anymore. She had avoided food knowing it would probably make her throw up, but she guessed most of the alcohol was out of her system now as the hangover was beginning to pass.

As Beca waited for her toast she leant against the kitchen side spooning Nutella out of the jar.
'Beca, I would really prefer it if you didn't do that' Her father stated as he walked into the room.
Beca put the jar down considering that her dad did ask pretty nicely, and she had always made a point to try and be co-operative when her parents spoke to her like that, as it was a very rare occasion when growing up.
'Bec, I need to speak to you about last night'
Beca groaned, her mother didn't care what she did with her life and it was strange being in this new house with all these new rules.
'Look, I'm not too bothered about you drinking, I know your mother let you in her home and you are nearly 18'.
Beca raised her eyebrows along with what her father was saying, she was expecting the I want a perfect daughter speech. She let her father continue.
'There is one thing me and Sheila are going to ask though.'
Beca sighed at the use of her step mothers name, she had so far managed to avoid her the past week she had moved in.
'Molly is home tomorrow, and we're asking for you to be a role model, she looks up to you.'
No doubt Sheila had put her father up to this.
'A few rules I want to set, only for when Molly is here, I promise, so every other weekend, or as long as you're out of this house you can do what you like. Firstly, please don't ever come home drunk, we don't want Molly thinking that that is cool or hip'
Beca sighed at the out of date slang her dad was throwing into the conversation.
Her dad looked slightly more awkward at what he was going to say next.
'No sex in this house Beca, when you bring boys home, we want the bedroom door open'.
'Wait, so can I have sex if the door is open' Beca replied sarcastically receiving a simple glare from her father connoting that this was not the time for jokes.
'Look Bec, Sheila is really worried that you're going to be a bad influence on Molly, and I really want to prove her wrong, can you please just do this, for me?'
Again with the nice voice, Beca sighed and then nodded at her dad, turning to pick up her toast that was probably cold now.
Beca had always felt sorry for Molly, she had recently just turned 15 meaning she was only 2 years younger than Beca. By that age Beca had already gotten the majority of her piercings and her first tattoo. Beca didn't know which was worse, having parents who didn't care what she did as it made her feel unwanted and left her with some horrible memories that her parents didn't try and protect her from. But Molly had extremely strict parents; she wasn't even aloud to dye her hair and was treated much younger than she actually was. Beca was pretty much the opposite from Molly, which again made it weird that they got on so well.

Molly came home around 3pm. Beca had finally showered and got changed due to her father's begging. He hated it when Beca was just lounging around the house. Beca was too engrossed in her new mix to hear the car pull up and didn't realise Molly was even home until she felt a pair of arms wrap around her neck. Molly was the only person Beca felt comfortable hugging, well whilst sober anyway.
Taking off her headphones she looked at Molly, she had changed so much, her hair had grown and she was wearing makeup, it was natural looking except from the dark eyeliner on her upper lid, no doubt Sheila would blame Beca for that influence.
'How's my favourite little sister?'
'I'm your only little sister'
'Enough of the cheek'
'Shut up Beca'
'Woah, when did this attitude set in?!'
Molly laughed whilst Beca turned her chair so that it was facing the bed so that Molly could sit down.
'Bec?' Molly whispered so quietly that Beca struggled to hear sat next to her.
'Yeah?' Beca replied curiously.
'If I show you something, do you promise not to tell my mum or your dad?'
'I promise' Beca said with a slight giggle at the seriousness of the young girls voice.
Molly looked around checking that the room was empty before lifting up her shirt and revealing a tiny lady bug tattoo on her lower ribcage.
'Oh my god Mol, that's adorable'
'I got it to match the one on your wrist; it was the first one you got too right? But I couldn't put it on my wrist because my mum would see.'
'I love it. Yeah it was, we match, but make sure your mum doesn't see, as no doubt it will be my fault that you did this in her eyes'
Molly laughed before leaving the room. Beca returned to her mix that she had currently paused.

Her phone went off beside her laptop revealing a text from Chloe.

To: Beca
From: Best neighbour ever!
Babe, what's your facebook, we can't find you, and there are so many photos we need to tag from last week. x

To: Best neighbour ever!
From: Beca
I don't have one, didn't really like people back in NY so didn't want them stalking me. X

Beca didn't get a reply but didn't think much of it, about two minutes later however there was a knock at her front door and the familiar call from Chloe when she was outside.
'BECA, We're coming up'
Beca just leant out the window too lazy to go downstairs and told the group to go in, she didn't have a long glance at them but managed to identify Chloe, Jesse, Amy and Stacie to be the group outside her house.
Two minutes later the group piled into Beca's room, the room wasn't big but they all fit pretty easily. The group sat on the carpet in a semicircle pulling Beca's laptop between them.
'We need to make you a facebook girl' Amy announced as she logged onto the website.
Beca groaned but knew there was no use fighting. Even if they did sign her up it didn't mean she had to use it.
It didn't take long to set the basic account up and Beca was pretty relieved to find out that it was quick, but then the group announced that she still had to add friends, photos and change her status. Beca was not impressed.

They started with the basic information as they figured that would be the usual thing to do first.
Chloe was mumbling to herself whilst she filled out the details for her.
'Female, 1995, Oh, Bec, are you single or in a relationship?'
The group didn't miss the fact that Jesse looked around a little too quickly at the mention of this question and began to laugh.
'Don't worry your little head nerd, I'm single' Beca ended the sentence by looking down at her knees. Not really wanting to go into personal detail with the girls.
'Okay, now you need a profile picture' announced Amy.
'Oh, oh, use the one I took on my phone from the party!' Stacie squealed.
Stacie pulled out her phone and showed Beca the photo, it was Beca stood up holding a cup of beer, she had the goofiest smile on her face and there was no hiding she was smashed in the photo. Beca was a little taken by surprise at the photo, even when drunk Beca normally didn't pose for photos, and she defiantly hadn't looked that happy in a photo in years.
'Uh yeah sure, plus if I add my step mum it will drive her nuts to have such an inappropriate photo as my profile picture'
'Oh if you want inappropriate you should see mine' Stacie cut in with a little giggle.
Finally Chloe started adding the rest of the group, they all pretty much accepted right away. Beca then added the few people she should add on facebook, just to be polite, her mum and her dad, of course Molly and even Sheila, just so she could piss her off seeing the drunken photos.
Her wall was instantly spammed with the group welcoming her to facebook and tagging her in photos from the past week, some were from their coffee shop meetings or shopping adventure but most were from the party. The group laughed when Hat tagged Beca in the photo of her making out with Stacie. Even Beca found it pretty funny.

Jesse picked up Beca's phone and installed the facebook app for her. (He also took the opportunity to change her screen saver to a goofy mug shot of himself to make her laugh)
'You're gonna be addicted in no time Bec, just wait' Jesse claimed
'You always seem to think you know what I'm going to do Jesse, if I recall you told me that we just HAVE to end up together' Beca replied in a mocking voice.
Jesse let out a nervous laugh and rubbed the back of his neck.
'I uh, was incredibly drunk, I didn't mean to be pushy Bec, I promise'.
'Guys, we all have to go, we have haircuts booked, sorry Bec they've been booked for months, we would have invited you otherwise, Jess are you going to stay here?'
'If Beca doesn't mind'Jessie said with a slight nervous chuckle.
Beca shrugged, 'That's fine, see you guys at school I guess'. She ended the sentence with a role of her eyes as the girls left her room, moaning as they remembered the fact that school was tomorrow. Amy closed the door behind her sending a little wink to Beca as she left.
Beca laughed but walked over to the door to re-open it.
'We gotta keep this open'
'Why, you scared I'm gonna make a move Bec?' Jesse replied with a mocking tone and a wiggle of his eyebrows.
'It wouldn't be the first time you've made a move on me would it now Swanson?'
'If I'm recalling correctly, you accepted my move'.
'Nope, you were drunk, I was totally against it' Beca replied with a laugh.
'Oh shit, really Bec? I'm so sorry, did I like pressure you?' Jesse was looking at Beca with his huge eyes, he looked so upset, Beca was shocked, no one ever cared how she felt before.
'No you idiot, don't worry, I'm joking, I did very willingly return the kiss until our friends interrupted us'.
Jesse let out a sigh of relief.
'Look, I gotta go home, I promised my mum we'd have a family dinner before we go back to school tomorrow. I'll see you then'.
'I'll see you then.' Beca replied.
The minute Jesse left the room Beca missed him, maybe not just him, she missed everyone. It was nice having them over. But she did miss Jesse slightly more than the rest of them. It seemed like a different lifetime when Beca would stay alone and enjoy her own company when in fact that was only a week ago.
Its funny how quickly times change.
Then Beca picked up her laptop and did something she swore she would never do. Logged into facebook. She began scrolling through her news feed when her phone rang.
Jesse.

'Miss me already nerd?'
'Obviously, I needed to hear your voice' Beca could sense the sarcasm through the phone.
'I thought you were going home'
'I am going home, I'm walking there now and am bored, so thought I would call my best midget'.
'Ha ha, very funny.'
'What were you doing?'
'Nothing'
'We're you on faaaaacceeebooook'? Again, the sarcasm was just flooding through the phone.
'Shut up nerd' Beca threw at him, she wasn't used to being the victim of sarcasm.
'I told you that you would get obsessed.'
'I'm not obsessed'
'Yet'. Jesse retorted.
There was a brief silence before Jesse picked up the conversation again.
'How are you getting to school tomorrow, I mean, do you know the way, I could walk you?'
'I was going to get a lift with my dad, but I would much prefer to go in with you guys so not everyone will figure out I'm Professor Mitchells daughter'.
 Beca let out an awkward laugh remembering one of the first things Stacie had said to her when they met about her dad knowing when she had sex.
'So I'll meet you outside yours then, 8am tomorrow. Sound Okay?'
'Sounds gre-'
'OOOH, IS JESSE TALKING TO HIS WITTLE GIRLFRIEND ON THE PHONNEEE?'
'What?' Beca replied, not knowing who was speaking to Jesse at the other end.
'Fuck off Bumper' Jesse yelled back.
Beca remembered Chloe telling her that Jesse's brother was a dick.
'I gotta go Bec, just got home, I'll see you tomorrow'.
'Bye'.

Beca decided to shower and get ready for bed, despite it only being around 7pm. She guessed she had a long day tomorrow and wanted to get some mixes done before she went to sleep.

Will try and update tomorrow, sorry if here are any silly typos, but it is half one here in the UK and I can't sleep due to being ill. If you guys are lucky( or unlucky if you're not liking the story) then I might be able to update tomorrow as I can't see myself going to sixth form feeling this crappy.
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