*Next morning*

Beca's p.o.v.

"No ! Stop ! Stoooop ! No ! Don't do this to her ! She hasn't done anythig wrong ! Stop !" I wake up tearing up again at the loud bang of the gun in my dream... as always. I look at my alarm clock which reads 8:30am. Shit ! "MOM ! WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE ME UP ?!" I yell as I run to my closet and put on some clothes. I run downstairs to find my mom eating her breakfast watching TV.

"I'm sorry honey, I thought you had already left..." she states apologetically.

"Well, I didn't hear my alarm, will you please drive me to school ? I don't wanna be too late..." I ask her.

"Why don't you take your car ?" she wonders, confused.

"Because there won't be room left to park at this time. Please will you just drop me off ?" I explain quickly.

"Yeah okay..." she agrees and we jump into the car. Five minutes later I'm at school, running towards the office to get a ticket for being late to class, and I finally arrive at 8:50am...

"Well, thanks for joining us miss Holiday, take your sit." says a sarcastic M. Gean.

"Sorry." I mumble and rush to my sit. I sit next to a guy who is nice and fun, but also sometimes really annoying. Just like now, when he won't leave me alone, calling me. I finally turn to him, a questionning look on my face.

"Hey ! I heard you actually weren't just a player and had a crush on someone, is that true ?" he asks, as if it was his concern. I grind my teeth at that comment.

"Well, it's really none of your business Tom, but as a matter of fact, no, I'm not a slut, and yes, as surprising as it might seem, I DO have a heart !" I answer sarcastically but he doen't seem to get it.

"Okay, so who is it ?" he asks, not dropping it.

"NO ONE !" I exclaim, really annoyed now.

"I'm not buying it, you know, you can tell me !" he says with a wink.

"Just let it go Tom !" I scream just as the bell rings and I get up to leave, but Tom catches up to me and keeps asking as I ignore him until we reach the next class and he has no choice but to stop since he is sitting far away from me. I, on the other hand, am next to Chloe in that class. Good, I smile to myself.

Chloe's p.o.v.

I was a little worried when I didn't see Reb for our morning cigarette. I Kept bothering Bree about it, because I was so afraid she wouldn't show cause of yesterday and stuff… but when she came in I was relieved, I had thought Emily might have talked to her about me being aware of her feelings, or what my boyfriend said last night and I still hadn't done anything to shut him up. I know it's wrong but I don't feel up to it right now...

Anyway, as I get to my sit next to Reb in our next class, I know nothing is wrong because she's smiling.

"Why, aren't we all smiley today ! What's that for ?" I ask, happily.

"N-nothing !" she stutters, looking nervous. I think it's adorable, but I wonder why. And why adorabe ?! Gosh... Then she speaks again

"I'm just... relieved to be away from Tom, is all." she explains shyly.

"Tom ? Why, is he messing with you ?!" I ask, feeling defensive all of a sudden. She just chuckles.

"Wow, calm down ! Aggressive much ? No, he's just been bugging me asking who I was in love with." she says and stops right away, I can see she regretted saying that and I know she was talking about me.

"Oh. And who might that be ?" I ask with a wink. She looks even more nervous.

"No-no one y-you'd know..." she stutters.

"You're sure about that ?" I ask with a smirk, loving her nervousness. She looks everywhere but at me. "Why so nervous ?" I whisper-ask in her ear as I put down my coat so that the teacher entering the room wouldn't hear me.

"I-I'm sure." she says, still not looking at me. I decide to let it go for now, as I sit down, proud of the effect I have on her, knowing she couldn't do the same.

Beca's p.o.v.

Smooth, Beca, real smooth. You're lucky she didn't push it, you wouldn't have stood a chance and spilled it out. Now calm down, you still need to apologize to her and explain. Since the teacher is basically a tyrant, I can't talk, so I decide I'd write instead.

'Look, Chloe, about yesterday... I'm sorry I snapped, I wasn't mad at you, I was mad at other people talking beind my back.'

I give it to her discretely and wait for her to reply... Patiently. I see her writing down and finally she gives it back to me. I unfold it and read.

'Yeah don't worry about it, I understand... You know, I just wanted your side of the story because I'm your friend and, whatever really happened, I won't judge, so if you ever feel like telling me, I'll listen...'

Okay. I don't really wanna tell her... There isn't much to tell because basically, people are right. Nevermind.

'Okay. See, thing is, people are right. I'm sure whatever you heard is true. I do sleep around with any pretty girl who hits on me. I mean, I'm not bold enough to make the first move so you couldn't say I'm a slut or a player, but I am a flirtatious tease so I'm not completely innocent either... I've had numerous girls in my bed, something like 10 in maybe 2 years, always meaningless sex so, 'cheap' and 'easy' are words that do apply to me. I just didn't want you to find out because you were the only one who thought I was a decent person... I'm sorry if you're disappointed.'

Giving her the note, I look down. At some point I look at her to try and read the expression on her face, but I can't because her red, wavy hair is forming a curtain around her beautiful features. I am starting to stress out, but when she looks up at me, the expression on her face isn't quite what I expected. I thought she'd be disgusted, but she isn't. I am though, because after I lost Bridgit, I really wouldn't care who was in my bed... Just sex helped me get my mind off of her. I can't take her compassion right now. Writing those things down just made me realize the cheap person I am. Good thing the bell rings at this moment, and I grab my stuff and run outside.

"Rebecca ! Wait !" I hear her call after me. I don't turn around. Even though I have to go to class, I just need a cigarette right now, so I go outside in front of the gates, and no one is there. Good.