AN: Sorry for not updating in a while, but I really want to make the chapters long, well writte, and entertaining. Which will take some time, so do not hate me by waiting 4 days for a new chapters. It was really hard writing this, since it's so boring writing about when Beca and Jesse aren't together. Sadly, there will be more seperate times for them both in the future.

Beca put on a blazer over a charming Paramore T-shirt and black combat boots. She checked herself in the mirror before going out the door.

"Dad, I'm going," She yelled, knocking on his door.

"Don't offend anybody!" He groaned. Beca rolled her eyes and walked to the elevator at the end of the hallway.

She tapped the button repeatedly, waiting for the elevator. As the elevator door opened, a guy with a platform trolley filled with goods, stood with a huge grin. "I'm taking the next one, then" Beca sighed, stepping forward.

"No, it's room" He protested, moving the trolley closer him.

"No, I'm fine" Beca chuckled, waving her hand. He took his hand between the door that was about to close. Beca bit her lip, creep.

Beca crawled over the trolley, being stuck in the corner of the elevator. "Thanks" Beca mumbled. The guy had a red cap and blue coveralls.

"You're welcome" He started humming, which made it even more awkward. Beca looked down at her phone to avoid a conversation.

When the elevator hit the ground floor, Beca hurried over the trolley and out of the elevator.

"Bye" She heard him yell as the door closed.

"There she is" She heard Luke yell through a glass door. Beca smiled and hurried in, she took out her arms for a hug or a handshake. He stared awkwardly at her hand, no hug or handshake. Beca put her hands in her pockets, looking around. The place was filled with hipsters with Beats headsets around their neck. Beca looked at her headset in her bag, it was good, but it was not a professional Beats headset. She covered it with a book so nobody would notice it. "So this is radio station?" Beca chuckled; the desks were placed in rows like if it was a normal office. "Well, the studio is there" Luke pointed at a door. The door was black with a blue doorframe with a sign where it stood "On Air".

"Are they interviewing someone?" Beca chuckled, pointing at the sign.

"Yeah, some DJ that usually does rave parties" Luke shrugged.

"Is that fame-worthy?" Beca raised an eyebrow.

"No, but it's cool" Luke scoffed. "What did you expect? Artists?"

Beca shrugged, "I guess,"

"Well, you're going to love it anyway" He smirked. "My boss said that you could like, come by in the next few days" He shrugged.

"Like, working?"

"Yeah, but you're not really getting paid, since you're not an employee"

Beca nodded, Luke walked to a desk in the corner of the room.

"This is my office" He exhaled and sat down on his chair.

"It's a corner of everybody's office" Beca smirked, looking at the rest of the people.

"Well, I have a goldfish" He said, pointing on the goldfish that was swimming in his own shit.

Beca sneered, "I'm depressed now"

"Yeah, anyway" Luke took out a bunch of papers. "Do you want to do some work?"

"Yeah, I actually brought some of my demos-"

"Deal with these, please" He handed her the papers.

"Oh" Beca frowned, looking around. "There's no desk-"Luke put on his headset and leaned back. "Great" Beca sighed. She sat down on the floor, hoping no one would see her.

Stacie trampled on the grass with her high heels as she dragged a Treble with her to the porch. Chloe opened the door and gasped, "Stacie, no Treble-boner"

"But I'm drunk, it doesn't count" She whined.

"It counts, okay" Chloe scoffed, pulling Stacie's hand from the Treble's hand.

"Bye" Stacie giggled to him as Chloe dragged Stacie inside. Chloe shut the door in his face and dragged Stacie into the kitchen.

"Ow!" Stacie rubbed her arm. "Why is Beca allowed to have some Treble goods, then?" She groaned, laying down on the kitchen counter.

"That's different" Chloe crossed her arm.

"You know that the rule doesn't exist anymore?"

"Shut up and go to sleep" Chloe said quickly and walked out of the room.

"Yes mom" Stacie sighed, receiving a hard look from Chloe.

The next day, Beca continued doing Luke's paperwork on the floor. She sighed, and looked at Luke. She didn't expect she would be famous at once, but she expected something else. "Hey Luke," She stood up, fiddling with her pen.

"Yeah?"

"You know I did bring some demos, and I thought that maybe you wanted to listen to them" Beca handed him a flash drive.

"Will do," He muttered. "By the way, Beca" He pulled out a paper. "There's an available position here, think about it"

"Thanks" Beca took the paper and put it in her bag. "Just listen to them" She chuckled.

"Have I ever not listened to them?" He scoffed.

"Well, last time you listened to them was because my boyfriend made you, so" Beca shrugged.

"He- He's your boyfriend?" Luke grimaced.

Beca frowned, "I need to go" She turned on her heels and started walking. As she walked into the elevator and tapped the button, she leaned against the wall and exhaled. This was not what she expected, at all. "Wait up, hold the door!" She heard someone yell. She reached the door with her foot, by putting her heels between the door.

"Thank you" The person she saw the day before, was balancing two tall boxes with his arms.

"Ah, the trolley guy" Beca smirked.

"You remember me" He grinned. "You have a name?"

"Oh, Beca" She smiled, looking the other way.

"Just Beca?"

"Just Beca" She nodded, slightly scared. "What's with the boxes?"

Some electronics, dropping off to the office on second floor" He said, trying to be impressive.

"That's cool" Beca said, with false enthusiasm.

He tilted his head and smirked, "You know, I would've given you one. But company policy, you know" He sighed.

Beca scowled, "I'm not trying to flirt, you know"

"I'm neither" He suddenly said with a serious look.

"Well, it's been terrifying meeting you. I hope it never happens again" She said when the elevator reached the second floor.

"Alright" He sighed and walked out. He put his hands between the doors, "But, you're over 18 right?"

"Get out" Beca shouted, tapping the button repeatedly.

Beca looked at her phone, a picture of Jesse sneezing appeared and the phone started vibrating. "What's up?" Beca yawned, laying down on the bed.

"What's up? You haven't been answering since last night" Jesse scoffed.

Beca frowned; she didn't really know if he was angry or just concerned. "Sorry, mom" Beca sighed sarcastically. Please, don't be angry.

"Anyway" Jesse laughed. Thank god. "What made you so busy?"

"I've been working, and I think I can get a real job there" Beca smiled.

"I thought you said you weren't looking for a job?"

"I said doubt someone would take me in" Beca shrugged.

"Yeah, but you said you wouldn't try to impress anybody either. And you did" He sighed. "You should've just told me, I support you anyway"

Beca rolled her eyes. Even though he was not there, she could tell his body language. He was probably frowning now with a disappointed look. "Stop that" Beca sighed.

"Stop what?" She could tell that he was really frowning now.

"Uh, nothing" Beca cleared her throat. "Okay, I admit it. I was trying to not make you worried, and you're right. I should have told you"

She could hear Jesse inhale, "It's alright"

"Good" Beca put her hair up in a ponytail.

"Where's the job?"

"It's the one Luke's in" She took off her tight black jeans and grabbed a blue sweatpants.

"The radio station?" Jesse said, with disgust.

"Yes, the radio station" Beca said, imitating Jesse.

"I'm sorry it's just-"He took a deep breath.

"Just what, Jesse?" Beca said annoyed.

"Are you going to drop college and leave everybody who loves you for a radio station?"

"It's a bigger radio station and it's closer a music company, so you can actually get attention" She scoffed.

"How are you going to do that, Becs? Ever thought of that?" He said strictly.

"Don't raise your voice" She groaned. "I'll maybe start at the bottom, but I'll build my way up"

"Listen, Bec" Jesse said softly. "You don't need to do that. Graduate her with the people you love, and then you can actually get a job in a firm without doing shit job at a station" He chuckled.

"It's not funny Jesse. It's actually a great place. And Luke appreciates it" Beca crossed her arms.

"Well, has he heard your demos yet?"

"He's working at it-"

"Are you making coffee for him and doing his shit work?"

"Yeah, bu-"Beca groaned. "What are you trying to say, Jesse?"

Jesse sighed. "It's not worth it Bec"

"Have I ever given a shit about graduation?"

"You still have friends"

Beca sighed. "I've got to go"

"Bec, don't do that"

"Well, fuck you Jesse. It's my life, so stop caring" She shouted and hung up. She looked at her phone, "Conversation ended" It stood over the stupid picture of Jesse sneezing. "Fuck" She screamed and threw a pillow on the floor in frustration. Beca turned off the lights and under the blanket. She closed her eyes, trying to sleep. Why even was she angry? She knew he was right, but she dreamt about this for 4 years now.

The next morning, Beca didn't excitedly get up when the alarm went off, as she had been doing the last few days. She just groaned and turned off the alarm, waiting for the next four alarm she had set up, to go off. After five minutes, the next alarm went off. "Why" She moaned and hit the phone, trying to turn it off. The phone started playing the most annoying tune, Chloe's picture appeared. Beca grabbed the phone, "What?" She groaned softly as she answered.

"You haven't called me, and I you have been there for 3 days, Beca" She heard a stressful Chloe yell.

"The place is already burning, huh?" Bec yawned. "I'm staying here for maybe a week more"

"You cant" Chloe laughed.

"Why not?" Beca frowned.

"Listen, Jesse was whining like a little bitch this morning-"

"This morning, it's still morning"

"It's 10 am, please Beca" Chloe scoffed. "Anyway, he was whining like a little bitch that he fucked up big time last night, talking to you"

"He did, yes" Beca sighed, trying to sound like she didn't care.

"The thing is, I wanted to check if everything's okay with you guys"

"No, it's not Chloe. He knocked me up and made me pregnant, and I'm eloping since he's an alcoholic who won't be a good thing for my future sick child" Beca deadpanned. "Yeah, alright" Chloe muttered. "Screw you, I just wanted to see if you were okay. Which you obviously are!" She whined and hung up.

"Really?" Beca groaned and stood up. She put on her boots and a leather jacket. Going out in a T-shirt and a sweatpants.

"Hey, Bec. Why are you wearing sweatpants?" She said with a deep voice to herself with a sneer. "Oh, you know in my workplace, people are cool and let you walk in pyjamas." She fluttered her eyes.

"Oh, you're so lucky Beca! I wish I had a job like yours" She squealed to herself.

"Oh thank you. You see, my nearest friends don't even congratulate me-"

"What are you doing?" She heard someone say quietly behind looked over her shoulder and saw the Trolley-guy look at her with big eyes.

"I'm talking to myself, you know" She shrugged her shoulders.

"Cool" He smiled. "I have a package sent to you actually" He said, picking up a box from his trolley.

"Really, what a convenience" Beca narrowed her eyes.

"Probably faith" He said and sighed.

"Right" Beca muttered and grabbed the box.

"Sent from a Jesse" He gave her a pen and the papers to sign under. "Friend of yours?"

Beca nodded with a scoff. "Do you know when it was sent?" Beca asked, shaking it curiously.

"Probably 3 days ago" He shrugged.

"Well, I said bye to him 3 days ago" Beca rolled her eyes and walked towards the elevator.

"Beca?" He shouted.

Beca sighed and rubbed her temple. Turning on her heels, she gave him a cynical frown. "What do you want?" She sighed sadly.

"That Jesse guy, - well" He chuckled. "He sent it to you as soon you said bye to him, you know" He shrugged.

"I know" Beca nodded with a straight face.

"Well, you should keep him" He forced up a smile.

Beca smiled, looking down. "Thank you" She said softly as she went for the elevator.

He nodded and walked the opposite way.

Beca walked towards Luke's desk with the application papers. She slammed the papers on his desk. He grimaced and took off his headset, "Hi Beca" He gave her a charming smile. "Is this position ensured?"

"What? No "Good morning, Luke" or?" He chuckled.

"Luke" She gave him a hard look.

"No" He said with an honest voice.

"Well, what's the tasks?"

"You know, make everybody happy" He shrugged.

"Quit the bull, tell me" She crossed her arms.

"It's well, what you have been doing the last few days. Serving coffee and stuff, but you'll get paid"

Beca rolled her eyes. "What will I accomplish?"

"You could build up to the top position"

"And do what? Sit on a desk all day, listening to my own radio station"

He sighed, "I thought you wanted this"

"I want to produce music, Luke" Beca scoffed. "Not, make a playlist to people who can't figure out a computer"

"That's a bit harsh, isn't it?" He sneered.

"Luke, I thought you wanted to be a part of producing music too," Beca said softly. "You can so much more than sitting in an office, pretending this is a hip job"

"Becky, talk a bit louder, and the boss will throw you out" He said, looking around, scared.

"And stop with the Becky, that's such a douche move" She laughed. She looked on the flash drive on the desk. She picked it up and looked at him with big eyes, "Have you even listened to this?"

Luke nodded quickly, "It was great, the transformation from that song, that-, uh- I don't remember what's its even called-"

"The flash drive was empty, Luke" Beca smirked. "The one I meant to give you is in my pocket" She pulled it out from her jacket. He shrugged and gestured her to hand it to him. "I used so long time, making this. Just to impress you," Beca sighed. "But, honestly. I don't think giving it to you, is giving it to good hands" She shrugged, dropping it in her pocket. "Damn, burn son!" She could hear someone gasp in the background. Luke shut them up with narrowed eyes. "I'm going back, graduating" Beca put her hands on her hips. "Trying to perform my real dreams and you should too" Beca gave him a sympathetic look. Luke looked down, "That was cheesy, Beca"

"I know, and I'm going to regret it so much" She shook her head.

Luke nodded, resting his chin on his palms.

"Bye" Beca said, breaking the awkward silence.

"Jesse, you're going to scratch the fabric" Chloe sighed, seeing Jesse lowering the couch when walking over the lawn.

"Sorry" He cleared his throat, holding the foot of the couch tighter and lifting it higher. On the other end, a sweat Benji was groaning.

"Why can't some of the fresh Trebles do it?" He whined.

"Because you're the only Trebles I trust" Chloe crossed her arms.

"Aw, see?" Jesse grinned. "She trusts us," Chloe smiled back with a thumb up. "See Benji, she trust us," Jesse said seriously, trying to encourage Benji before he would drop the couch.

"I can't do this more," Benji moaned.

"Few meters more, buddy," Jesse said, walking faster. A cab parked beside them, Beca stepped out with her bag, waving to Chloe. Chloe gasped, trying to not smile.

"What?" Jesse noticed Chloe grinning. Chloe shut her mouth, "Nothing, just a bird" She shrugged.

"Watch the steps" Benji said, after finishing the stairs up to the door. As Jesse stepped on the second step, he felt his heel gliding backwards. "Aw shit" He stunned, feeling the gravity attacking him in front of him. "Watch it dude" Beca said, pushing him up again. Jesse screamed the most girliest scream ever, dropping the couch and jumping. "Oh my god" Beca burst into laughter with Chloe, hearing the scream.

"Beca" He said, trying to get his breath back. Beca stepped backwards, so they both would stand on the same level.

"Let's go inside, Benji. I have margaritas" Chloe smirked, walking in.

"I don't like ma-"

"Benji" She whispered with big eyes.

He looked at Beca, "Oh, well" He shrugged. "What about the couch?"

"Just leave it there" Chloe grabbed his collar and dragged him inside.

"18 times" Jesse shrugged.

Beca looked down, "I was joking"

"I wasn't" He smiled.

"Fuck you" She muttered.

"Fuck me" He grinned.

Beca looked at him with a tense look. "Okay" She breathed, grabbing his face and pulling him in for a kiss.

Jesse deepened the kiss, wrapping his arms around her. He moaned, pulling away. "But not seriously though, because this is a very serious community college" He smirked. Beca laughed, "Of course, very serious indeed" She grinned. He pushed her hair behind her ear, "I love you, Bec" He whispered softly. "I know you're in doubt, but I need you to know that" He said with a serious look.

Beca nodded, "I -, I like you a lot"

Jesse kissed her cheek. "We'll work on that" He said, smiling against her skin.