Author's Note: Thank you everyone who has liked and read the story so far! So this is just a fun filler chapter mostly but it was something fun that I came up with and thought worked well in the story line anyway. A proper chapter will be up soon I promise.

I'm still waiting, come through the door
I'm killing time and I'm bleaching ya clothes
I'm roasting marshmallows on the fire
And what I'm burning, is your attire
I'm getting restless, I'm getting tested
And I can't believe hes always out every night and never checks in
Is he cheating? Man I don't know
I'm looking round for something else to throw

-Breaking Dishes, Rihanna

Chapter 4 – Jesse has a Bad Day

It was the morning after the big breakup when Jesse Swanson woke up with a bad feeling. He couldn't quite put his finger on it but something felt off. Shrugging to himself, he climbed out of bed. Strangely his window had been left open during the night. This was unusual for him but he brushed it off, he must have missed it in the drama of last night. Lucky he had slept so soundly.

Jesse felt vaguely guilt about Beca finding out about Britney the way she did. He was happy they were finally over though so that he wouldn't have to pretend anymore. It had been so hard to keep the good guy image by the end. Jesse stretched and shuffled into the bathroom for a shower. He absent-mindedly turned on the taps and started whistling a tune. Now they were over he could openly talk to more girls, they really like cute singers apparently, he thought with a smile. The shower water felt vaguely sticky for some reason and Jesse frowned as he started to pay better attention to the water.

The water was not in fact all water. Coming out of the shower was a substance similar to hairspray. It was wet when it came out but soon became sticky and then hard when applied to skin. This was problematic as gold glitter was also coming out of the showerhead for some reason. The combination had stuck all over him in a thick layer. Jesse quickly switched off the taps and ran over to the sink to wash it off.

The water was just water here but it did nothing to remove the gold glitter stuck all over his hands and arms. Jesse looked into the sink mirror. His hair was thickly coated with the stuff, spiking in thick sections all over. It covered his face and lips, stuck thickly in his eyebrows and streaked down the rest of him. He looked like a shitty street performer, like the ones who pretend to be statues. To put it simply he looked ridiculous.

Jesse panicked; he couldn't go out looking like this. He frantically tried everything he could think of to get rid of the stuff, soap, water, scrubbing till his skin started to come off with it, nothing worked. Furious at this development he searched around the room for the cause of the problem. It took him 15 minutes before he found it. The water pipes in the bathroom had an extra line added to it. He followed the line down to the bottom of the wall and out the window. Grabbing a towel he ran downstairs and outside to find a large bottle similar to a gas canister under the windowsill. It was labelled by hand as 'jiggle juice'.

Jesse stood there in confusion, desperately trying to figure out what it could mean. He was snapped out of his thoughts by the cheers and hoots of students walking by. Jesse blushed, realising that he was only in a towel and covered in gold glitter. He turned to sprint away back into the house.

He was half way to the door when the trap was sprung. His foot stepped into the loop before he even registered seeing the rope on the ground. The loop tightened without warning and yanked him off balance. Jesse slipped and fell hitting his head before he was hoisted upside down from a tree branch. Needless to say his towel did not survive the journey upside down.

Just as Jesse reached the ropes final height upside down a camera flash went of. The bright flash made him twist and turn in fright as he struggled to see where the next attack was coming from. He could see nothing but the leaves above him as he flailed about the end of the rope.

There were hoots and screams of laughter below as people walking to their morning classes stopped to watch the drama unfold. Jesse made quite a sight jiggling around all naked and glittery like a fish on a line. Jesse could hear the clicks of the camera phones going off below. Desperate to get out of this situation and get some answers he started screaming for help from his friends still inside the house.

Eventually Beji lead a couple of the guys out with a ladder and a knife to cut down their highly embarrassed leader. It took 10 minutes to finally be ready to get him down, at which stage Jesse's face had started to turn a dark purple from being inverted for so long. The original plan was to undo the knots round the branch and lower him down with the rope however, the knots had been tied by a professional trapper and required cutting. Strangely enough a penny seemed to be wedged underneath the rope, not unlike a professional calling card.

The three treble makers warily stood underneath Jesse, preparing to catch him when the rope snapped. They were very put off at the thought of catching a naked guy, even if that guy was their leader. Just as the rope was beginning to snap, one of the guys below called Mark muttered

"Man I really don't want to get hit by Jesse's dick when he falls"

The two other guys looked at each other in horror and took a step back without thinking. Just then the rope snapped and Jesse came plummeting to the ground. Unfortunately Mark was the only one still standing underneath him and as a result Jesse ended up falling entirely on him alone. The two boys ended up in a very undignified heap. Mark looked up and saw Jesse's now golden member in close proximity to his face and screamed like a girl. He shoved Jesse off him and scrambled away.

This delighted the audience that had gathered as the hooted and cheered at the show provided. Jesse swore, jumped up and ran inside, followed by a great deal of 'floppy' jokes being yelled out by the audience.

Jesse barricaded himself in his room breathing hard. This was a nightmare for him. He looked at the clock in horror it was 10:45. He had just 15 minutes to be in his class. If he missed today's lesson he would fail the subject since he had taken last week's classes off to be with Britney. Jesse grimaced, he either had to go the class covered in gold and humiliated or he would fail and need to repeat the subject next year, making him ineligible to continue his internship with the studio.

Jesse desperately dashed to his wardrobe and pulled on the first shirt and pants that came to hand. There was not much else he could do so he frantically searched around the room for something that could cover him better. He spotted his old hoodie hanging over his desk chair inside out. He had thought Beca had borrowed this one but he figured she had just brought it back without him realising.

He snatched it up and quickly reverted it, slinging in on in a rush. He pulled up the hood to cover his gold hair and zipped it up. Frantically he snatched up his laptop satchel from where he had left it last night. Jesse thankfully had packed his bag the night before. He was pleased since it saved him time he didn't have.

He dashed out the door and ran towards the main campus to get to his class. As he was running Jesse noticed he was getting a lot more stares than usual. He could see people pointing at him and heard a great deal of laugher behind him as he ran past. Campus gossip apparently spread faster than he though. They must have heard about the tree incident.

Jesse made in to class just in time. He slunk into the room with his hood still up and walked to his usual seat in the centre of the class. Professor Williams merely looked at him with some raised eyebrows before he started on calling the role. There seemed to be a great deal of muttering going on behind him. He could here some particularly heated female voices but couldn't quite make out everything they were saying. He only caught words such as highly disrespectful and mega-douche, whoever they were talking about they seemed to be in a great deal of trouble.

The Professor had just finished reading the role when one of thefemale students behind Jesse stuck her hand up in the air.

"Sir, isn't it against Barden campus policy to wear articles of clothing that could be deemed as offensive or inappropriate?" She asked

The Professor replied, "Indeed it is Jennifer"

"Well Sir why is it that Jesse can wear a hoodie saying 'I only fuck easy sluts' in class?"

The professor scowled at Jesse. "Stand up Mr. Swanson and turn around" he asked in a disapproving voice.

Jesse stood up and turned around in confusion

"But Sir this is just my normal hoodie, it doesn't have anything offensive on it. I even loaned it to my girlfriend to wear" He said

The classroom started muttering at that, with the girls in class all casting very dark angry looks at him.

"Mr Swanson please remove yourself from my class immediately. Your attitudes to women and clothing clearly need a serious adjustment, please take the time I'm now giving you to do so" The professor ordered in a severe tone.

Jesse couldn't believe what was happening. This day was turning out to be completely insane. In a daze he left the class taking off his jacket in the process. Sure enough it read 'I only fuck easy sluts". Jesse was totally confused as to how this could have happened. It looked like his normal jacket, how did it now come to have writing on it?

He quickly bundled it up under his arm and jogged to the library to hide and plan how he was going to make up the class to his professor so he wouldn't fail the whole course.

He kept his head down low and stayed in the shade so he wouldn't glitter as much. There was still a heap of stares and whispered comments as he jogged the short distance to the library. Jesse quickly made his way to a study desk with a partition around it and placed his laptop case on it.

As he started to unzip the laptop case he became aware of a quiet hissing noise nearby. Distracted, he glanced around as he finished unzipping the bag and opening it. He glanced back down. Curled up and hissing in front of him in his open laptop case was a very pissed of brown snake.

Jesse flung himself backwards away from the snake with a scream. This drew the attention of other students around him. As they stood up and glanced around panic began to spread as they realised they were close by to a very angry snake. In the stampede that ensued, lead by Jesse, out of the room the snake slipped off the desk into the shelves.

The students were forced to stand outside the study room door for thirty minutes while they called in the university's Herpetologist. Shortly after entering the room the snake expert reappeared holding a long, wriggling bag and a triumphant smile.

"Sorry folks" He announced in a broad Australian accent "This King Brown is one of mine. She must have slipped away from me last night. You fellas are lucky my little Amy here didn't bite any off you. Australian's are the deadliest of the lot" he said with a chuckle as he moved away

Jesse was utterly shocked at what had occurred today. This had been a day of hell for him and it wasn't over, what the hell was happening. He still had to convince his professor to let him pass the course despite absences, all while covered in gold. Desperately Jesse grabbed his stuff, after very carful checking, and made the walk over to his subject coordinator's office.

Jesse knocked on the heavy oak door and assumed his best sad expression. He would simply use the crazy happenings of today to make a case for himself. Perhaps he could go with the emotional trauma of bullying as the reason behind skipping class last week and getting kicked out today.

"Come in" a voice called out

Jesse entered the room to see Dr. Collins sitting at his large hand-carved wooden desk. Dr. Collins was one of the youngest subject coordinators on staff at Barden University and it was rumoured that he was a very influential genius within the music industry. Jesse was very keen to stay on this man's good side.

Jesse was focusing quite hard on developing his excuses that he failed to fully appreciate Dr. Collin's appearance. His hair was slightly rumpled and he was sitting very close to his desk. There was a tiny smudge of red near the corner of his mouth, like he had missed a bit while wiping something off.

As Jesse launched into his story of suffering and harassment he failed to see the glazed expression and clenched hands of the man sitting across from him. Jesse was interrupted mid rant abruptly by Dr. Collins

"Young man, I'm sure this horseplay is nothing sinister and will soon pass. Academic policy does not make allowances for student pranks as adequate reason for skipping class. Now you must really be going, I have an important meeting to get back to" He stated without any regard for Jesse

Jesse was shocked. He was used to people giving him the benefit of the doubt with his trustworthy and charming looks. He had never just been dismissed before. He was too scared of pissing of Dr. Collins to argue though. One negative comment from him could ruin his career. If he lost the internship he could at least make that back up.

Reluctantly Jesse left the office. He stood outside the door and contemplated just what had happened to fuck everything up so badly today. He briefly contemplated a complex revenge plot from Beca but dismissed it. There was no way she could have engineered all that in one night. He was just about to start trudging home to wash all the glitter off when her heard a low moan issue from the door behind him

What the hell was going on in there he thought. Maybe Dr Collins was suffering from writers block. Apparently music geniuses were highly strung he figured with a shrug and walked away. Unfortunately Jesse missed the posters covering all the notice boards across the whole campus. They were expanded copies of the photo taken of him upside down this morning…naked.

Well he would see them the next morning along with every other eligible girl of campus. This would be that start of a very long dry spell for Jesse Swanson. Unfortunately for him his entire movie collection (including porn stash) had inexplicably been stolen and replaced with a small collection of lesbian romances, sans sex. It was going to be a long rest of the year.

Author's notes: Hope you liked. Feel free to guess which Bella did what xx