A/N: One more chapter after this before it's over...maybe two. What I want to know is do you guys want to see a sequel? Do you want me to write about what happens after this is over? Let me know.
"Hey guys. I was thinking...I know now might not be the time but I was just wondering, um, what's going to happen on Monday? You know, when we're all together again. I mean, I consider you guys my friends. I'm not wrong am I?" Stacie asks nervously.
"No. You're not wrong." Aubrey says quietly, rubbing her shoulder.
Aubrey wishes they could be more than friends, but she'll never admit that out loud.
"So, what happens on Monday?"
"Are we still friends you mean? If we're friends now that is." Chloe pipes in, looking at Beca who puts her head down, avoiding eye contact.
"Yeah."
"You want the truth?" She looks at Stacie sadly.
"Yeah I want the truth." She swallows hard, nervous for the answer.
"I don't think so." Chloe answers sadly, shaking her head.
"You mean with all of us or just Beca?" Lilly pipes up.
When the heck did she get there? Creepy much.
"With all of you."
"That's a real nice attitude Chloe." Aubrey clears her throat.
"Oh be honest Aubrey. If Stacie came up to you in the hallway on Monday what would you do? I mean, picture it. You're there with all the volleyball girls. I know exactly what you'd do. You'd say hi to her then roast her when she left so your friends won't think that you actually liked her."
"No way."
"What if I came up to you?" Lilly asks.
"Same exact thing."
Beca, who was sitting at boiling point exploded at Chloe.
Half because she was mad with how easily she was explaining it and half because that's not how Beca wanted things to be.
"You are a bitch!"
"Why?! Because I'm telling the truth?! That makes me a bitch?!" Chloe fired back at her.
"No! 'Cause you know how shitty that is to do to someone and you don't got the lady balls to stand up to your friends and tell them you're gonna like who you wanna like!"
"Okay! What about you, you hypocrite?! Why don't you take Stacie to one of your raves?! Or take Aubrey out to the parking lot at lunch to get high?! What about me?! What would your friends say if we were walking down the hall together?! They'd laugh their asses off and you'd probably tell them you were doing it with me so they'd forgive you for being seen with me!"
Beca bit her lip and tried not to picture it, she knew it was true, but she didn't want it to be.
"Don't you ever talk about my friends! You don't know any of my friends! You don't look at any of my friends! And you certainly wouldn't condescend to talk to any of my friends! So, you just stick to the things you know, shopping, nail polish, your father's BMW and your poor, rich, drunk mother in the Caribbean!"
Chloe is sobbing by this point and just yells at Beca to shut up, but she doesn't. In true Beca fashion, she keeps going.
"And as far as being concerned about what's going to happen when you and I walk down the hallways at school together, you can forget it 'cause it's never gonna happen! Just bury your head in the sand and wait for your fucking prom!"
"I hate you!" Chloe screams at her through her tears.
"Yeah?! Good!"
The group is silent for several minutes before Stacie speaks up again.
"I just want to tell you all that I wouldn't do that to you. I wouldn't and I will not because I think that's really shitty."
"You're friends wouldn't mind because they look up to us."
"You're so conceited Chloe. You're just like, so full of yourself. Why are you like that?"
"I'm not saying that to be conceited. I hate it. I hate having to go along with everything my friends say."
"Then why do you do it?"
"I don't know."
Chloe wipes her tears before continuing.
"You're not friends with the same kind of people that Aubrey and I are friends with. You don't understand the pressure they can put on you."
"I don't understand what? I don't understand pressure, Chloe?"
Stacie starts crying violently.
"Well fuck you! Fuck you!" She yells at Chloe before hiding her face in her arm.
"Why don't you just shut the fuck up Chloe? You're not helping." Beca says sadly, obviously understanding why Stacie is getting so worked up over everything.
"It's okay Beca. Don't worry about it." Stacie says to her, sniffing and wiping her eyes.
Beca is about to retort when Lilly pipes up.
"You know what I did to get in here?"
The group sit in silence as Lilly smiles.
"Nothing. I didn't have anything better to do."
Everyone in the group sits for a second before breaking out into laughter.
It's amazing how in such a short time, this group has become close enough to share secrets and emotions with each other.