Come on
Stacie walks into her psychology class and takes her seat towards the back like she always did. She hated sitting in the front due to her height, she always felt like she'd block other people's view. The freshman girl placed her bag down and looked around the classroom as more Barden students entered the class. She was looking for a particular student, however. When class started and she didn't see that student walk in she grabbed her stuff before telling the professor.
"Sorry sir but I have a quick emergency." She spoke.
The professor nodded thinking it was a female thing "Of course miss Conrad, handle your business. Lecture will be posted online regardless."
"Thank you sir, I'll try to make it back." Stacie said before walking out. She marched straight towards Baker hall, where the freshmen all had their dorm rooms. She came to a stop at the door she was looking for, she took a breath before she started knocking.
"Uh hello?" A blonde-haired girl said in her southern accent as she opened.
Stacie smiled "Hi sorry to bug you, but is there a short brunette girl here that dresses like a band reject?" Stacie asked.
The blonde girl looked at Stacie confused "You mean Beca?"
Stacie nodded "Yup is that troll here?"
The blonde girl nodded "Yeah she's on her laptop."
"When isn't she." Stacie said.
"Oh sorry, come in." The blonde girl said.
"Thank you." Stacie said as she entered.
"Madison." The blonde girl said holding out her hand.
"Stacie." Stacie said shaking her hand.
"I'll leave you two. I need to shower." Madison said as she headed to grab her shower bag and leave.
Stacie turned her attention towards Beca and walked over to the girl who had her headphones on.
Stacie swatted them off "MITCHELL!" She shouted.
Beca jumped as she got startled and turned around "Stacie? What the fuck is your problem?" She asked confused and agitated.
"My problem is you skipping psychology again." Stacie said crossing her arms.
"How do you even know I have that class? Or where I stay?" Beca asked.
"I'm in your class dip shit but of course you wouldn't know since you've never shown up. As for the second part, I know people." Stacie answered.
"Well, if you're in my class then you can just give me the notes." Beca shrugged as she reached for her headphones.
Stacie swatted her hand "Nope, I will not be giving you any notes. You want notes, then take them yourself in class."
Beca chuckled "Stace that's not happening."
"Yes, it is Mitchell." Stacie said.
Beca raised her brow "What are you going to force me to go?"
Stacie nodded "You bet your ass I am." She said as she headed towards the girl's closet.
"Uhhh what are you doing?" Beca asked.
Stacie grabbed a red hoodie, black pants and red and white shoes from Beca's closet before tossing them on the bed.
"Getting you a change of clothes. Get dressed so we can make it back." Stacie said.
Beca laughed "That's a good one Stace."
Stacie narrowed her eyes "I'm serious B, don't make me dress you."
"Not happening." Beca shrugged.
Stacie shook her head and walked over to where Beca was sitting on her computer chair. She picked Beca up and pinned her down on the bed.
"I repeat, don't make me dress you. Or if you prefer, I'll carry your ass out this room right now and we can go to class with you wearing your sleeping clothes. You pick." Stacie said.
Beca groaned "Fine! I'll get dress, Jesus woman."
Stacie smiled "Thank you, but don't try anything. I'm not taking my eye off you." Stacie winked and sat on Beca's bed.
"Why go through all this trouble anyways?" Beca asked as she took her shirt off.
"Because you're my friend and I care about you. I know you're smarter than you let on but you're just lazy." Stacie answered.
Beca shook her head as she couldn't help but laugh internally at Stacie. She was glad someone cared that much but thought the whole situation was funny. Once she finished getting ready Stacie tossed her bag at Beca.
"Come on Mitchell." Stacie said as Beca caught her bag.