of activity fairs and showers part 2
hey! i hope you like it so far. i know it hasnt really hit the progressing storyline yet but i just wanted to get some background first. i promise it'll all come together soon!"
Dont you wish your girlfriend was hot like me? Dont you wish your girlfriend was a freak like me? Dont cha'. dont cha'
Patricia Wilson glanced at her phone.
Incoming call - John Stamos
She rolled her eyes and answered the call.
"Hello John. I already told you we broke up. I need to get away from all my boyfriends."
"But Amy, i miss you!"
"sorry johnny quest but its not gunna happen. i'm off at college now living the dream! Goodbye John."
She hung up and laughed to herself. "oh man these boys just can't get enough of this pie! Now..back to window shopping."
She strolled through the crowd looking for anything interesting at the activity fair. She saw a sign for Barden DJ's, As she approached the stand she saw another girl standing there. She had ear spikes and heavy eyeliner. My kind of party!
"awww yah DJ!" she said, trying to relate. Then she saw the note on the trifold. "Deaf jews..." She made a little record scratch noise. The girl just stared.
"SHALOM!" oh the poor boy is trying to speak...
"thats not a real word but keep trying. YOU WILL GET THERE!"
The girl chuckled slightly at this. "Not a lot of Jewish people where your from?"
"No, but there's a lot of fat people. Cuz we LUUUV SAUSAGE ROLES. we love to shove em in our mouth. " She motioned suggestively to her mouth. The girls eyes widened in shock with that. Amy continued. "Yah but i did do a production of fiddler on the roof with the aboriginals once. it was great but we had dingoes play the sheep. They ate the original fiddler."
The girl smiled faintly and walked away. Amy turned her attention back to the deaf jew DJ's. "Alright alright dont get your Kippahs in a twist. Ill give you my numbah. But i will warn you that theres a three month waiting list for dinner. im more popular than Adele ya know. Im like, her long lost sista."
She handed the boys a piece of paper with her number on it. they just smiled and nodded, motioning to their signup sheet.
"IM GOING TO GO NOW. MAY THE LORD BE WITH YOU. or jesus or whoever..."
Amy continued prowling the scene for good clubs. She took fascination with the group running in circles. They seemed a little off, blabbing on about mimicking the earths orbit and inner peace or something.
"Look. maybe we should just look for good singers." This peaked amy's interest.
She turned to see a tall blonde in a tight pink dress and a shorter red head in a fancy blue dress. They seemed reasonably distraught over something. Amy knew she had to brighten their lives with a little Fat magic.
"What good singers what?"
"Hi! Can you sing?" The ginger asked.
"Yah!" of course i can sing. What do these stuck up gals take me for?
"Can you read music?"
'Yah!" amy answered, a little more enthusiastically. The blonde girl looked skeptically at the redhead as she asked the questions, but allowed her to proceed. She was looking for girls with bikini ready bodies, and the woman in front of her didn't quite match up.
The redhead continued "Can you match pitch?"
Amy snapped at her nodding. "Yah. try me."
the ginger glanced at the tall blonde, who nodded in approval.
"aaahhhh"
Amy mimicked the pitch perfectly twice. Then she decided she should show off. she sang louder and began rolling her hips and disco pointing as she sang. She then faded softly and changed notes before dramatically whipping her hair and coming back in. The redhead smiled while the blonde put out her hand motioning that it was okay for amy to stop ; but she continued. She finished with a graceful flourish across her face and down her body.
All three girls giggled. "That was great!" the blonde said. "Now whats your name?" the redhead asked.
"Fat Amy."
The blondes face scrunched up in confusion.
"You call yourself Fat Amy?"
"Yah. it's mostly so twig bitches like you two don't do it behind my back. i actually used to be medium size amy, but ya know...freshman fifty!" She pounded her belly.
"ahhh freshman...fif...ty?" the blonde repeated.
"Yah yah. um i can sing but i can also do a half split. here i'll show you!"
"ummmmmmmmmmm" the two other girls chorused. Amy was already into position in her half split. She pointed at it and then looked up. "Impressive huh?"
"Ugh yah yah," The blonde began. " thats a pretty short skirt to be doing that in. I applaud you."
"Yah," the redhead continued. "You can show us that again later."
Amy got up from the position. "Guys like it. I'm also good at modern dance, like pirate dancing" she placed her hand over her eye and jumped.
"oh yah with the patch" the redhead said.
Amy continued " and mermaid dancing." She got down on the ground and spread out on her side. "it's a lot of floorwork."
"I can see that." The blonde said.
"Oh and i can sheepwrangle - "
"oh theres none of that here"
-"rice farm, crocodile wrestle, im a world champ troll doll collector-"
"thats quite an accomplishment"
-"yah and im a certified priest. got it online."
"Oh wow! that is ...that is quite the resume." said the tall blonde.
"ok, well, we will see you at auditions then." The redhead handed Amy a flier.
"Okay!" Amy stuffed the flier in her bra.
"Oh, your uh, tucking it away there?" the redhead said.
"it's a cleavage purse. Dont need any extra baggage."
The blonde nodded. "I see that. thats creative. Alright, well, we will see you at auditions, Fat Amy."
Chloe
"Well that was interesting." Aubrey let out an exasperated sigh. "we need more singers."
"Don't worry bree. we will find girls. Its fate."
Chloe Beale believed in fate wholeheartedly. She believed in true love, and even love at first sight. Her optimism was beginning to fade however. It was her senior year and she still hadn't found her soul-mate, and she was starting to think she never would. It was then that she saw her. through the crowd she saw a girl wearing tight black jeans, a burgandy tanktop covered by a light gray faded flannel, crazy ear spikes and a ton of eyeliner. wow. shes perfect.
"What about her?" Chloe asked pointing to the girl.
Aubrey glanced over, "oh no, i think she might be a little to..alternative for us." By now the girl had almost reached the table. Chloe shook her head and ignored her friends statement.
"Hi! Any interest in joining our a capella group?"
The girls eyes widened slightly as she took the paper. "oh yah, this is like a thing now."
"Oh totes!" Chole said enthusiastically. Aubrey watched chloe carefully. i swear if she has a toner for this girl im gunna kill her.
"We sing covers of songs but we do it without any instruments. its all from our mouths." She pointed proudly at her mouth with her pencil.
"Yikes." the alt girl said.
"there's four groups on campus, Theres the barden Bellas, thats us. we're the tits. the BU harmonics, they sing a lot of Madonna, uhh the high notes. they aren't particularly motivated. and..." Chloe and Aubrey shot glances towards the final group. the lead Bumper was miming himself across the plaza while they performed let it whip. The girls just shrugged and turned back to the alt girl.
"So are you interested?" Chloe asked.
the girl looked down and then back up at them. " Sorry, its just pretty lame." Chloe looked like someone kicked a puppy. Aubrey on the other hand wasn't about to take that.
'Aca-scuse me? Synchronized lady dancing to a Mariah Carey Chart topper is not lame."
Chloe continued, hoping to impress the girl. "We sing all over the world and compete in national championships."
The girl raised her eyebrow. " On purpose?" Chloe's smile faded.
"we play at the Cobb energy performing art center you bitch." Chloe shot her arm out to calm aubrey down. well theres no way shes going to join now. nice going aubrey.
the girl just made a shocked face. She was equally shocked and impressed. the alt girl knew the blonde came to play, and she was ready to rumble.
Chloe waved off Aubreys comment. " What Aubrey means to say, is that we are a close knit, talented group of ladies whos dream is to return to the national finals at Lincoln Center this year." Aubrey stopped glaring at the new girl just long enough to give Chloe the "good save" look. As she looked at her friend, she noticed something in her eyes. there was some strange spark in them as she looked at the alt girl.
"help us turn our dreams into a reality?" Chloe glanced at the girl hopefully. oh no. aubrey thought. toner. CHLOE BEALE THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE. YOU WILL NOT HAVE A TONER FOR THIS GIRL. WHO DOES THIS ALT GIRL THINK SHE IS. SHE JUST STROLLS IN WITH HER EAR MONSTROSITIES, DISSES MY A CAPELLA GROUP AND NOW GIVES MY BEST FRIEND A TONER. DAMMIT WHO EVER YOU ARE I SWEAR YOU BETTER STAY AWAY OR I'LL -
Aubreys inner monologue was cut off by the girls response. "Im sorry, you guys seem really nice, i just don't even sing so. it was nice meeting you." And with that she walked off.
Chloe went to say something else but she didn't have the right words.
"Yah, keep walking." Aubrey muttered.
"Aubrey why were you so rude? We almost had her."
Aubrey glared at Chloe. "No Chlo. We didn't. She wasn't even the least bit interested-"
'She was until you called her a bitch,"
"Look can we not talk about her please! Lets just keep flyering. And if this doesn't work than we will just give up and never get to the ICCA's and all our dream will be crushed and nsdjkhfdsj" One of Aubreys hands flew to her mouth and the other to her stomach. Chloe backed away.
"Um, bree did you.."
Aubrey swallowed and took a deep breathe. She put her hands out reassuringly and said "Im fine."
"do you need some water?"
"no no. It didn't come up that far." Aubrey assured her.
"let's just keep flyering."
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Beca sauntered back to her dorm. it had been a long day. First a meeting with her father, then a meeting with some deaf jews and a strange aussie, getting attacked by a capella singers, and getting hit on twice in the same day by some crazy dude. It was too much to handle. She opened the door to her dorm. Kimmy jin had some friends over and they were playing wii. Beca nodded politely, while Kimmy only stared.
Beca climbed into bed and quickly went to sleep. Her dreams were filled with Mario Kart, courtesy of Kimmy jin.
She spent the next two days working on mixes. She didn't want to go to her classes. they were boring and frankly, all she cared about was her music. It was about 8 o clock three days after the activity fair when beca finally hauled herself out to go shower. She threw on her robe, figuring that the showers would be abandoned.
Im bulletproof, nothing to loose. fire away fire away. she began. She was so enthralled in the song that she didn't hear the shower curtain slowly open. richochet, you take your aim -
"You can sing!"
Beca whipped around in horror to see the redhead from the activities fair standing there smiling brightly at her. "DUDE!" She grabbed the curtain trying to pull it shut, but it was no use. The girl opened it right back up and stepped into her shower, reaching right over and turning the water off. "how high does your belt go?"
my belt? what? i don't have a belt im naked. "My what?" By this point the girl was less than a foot away. " Oh my GOD!" Beca exclaimed in shock. shes naked. shes naked, this crazy shower stalker is naked. Beca tried to use her towel to cover herself. By this point she was backed up into the corner of the shower.
"you have to audition for the bellas." She put her hand on her hip, making no attempt to conceal herself. does she seriously have abs? you've got to be kidding me.
"I can't concentrate on anything until you cover your junk."
"Just Consider it." beca attempted to grab the curtain and cover herself while the girls continued. "One time we sang backup for prince! His butt is so tiny, that i can hold it in like one hand."
there was a slight thump as the soap bottle slid out of becas hands and hit the floor. She quickly reached down to grab it. dear god i dropped the soap!
"oops!" the redhead exclaimed.
Beca turned and faced the wall. "Seriously.." she glanced over her shoulder at the girl. "i'm nude."
"you were singing titanium right?" the girl asked, taking yet another step forward. wow, she might not be as lame as i thought.
"you know David guetta?" Beca asked, still facing the wall.
"Have i been living under a rock? yah. that song is my jam." she leaned in close. "My lady jam."
"thats nice." lady jam, what does that even mean... "the song really builds." the ginger winked at her. oh my god. is she talking about...oh my god..."gross" beca said.
"Can you sing it for me?" the girl asked.
"Dude no get out!" she just told me it was her lady jam and now she wants me to sing it for her. jesus do i look like a fucking porn star or something?
"Not for that reason. Im not leaving here till you sing so." she took a deep breathe and straightened up her posture. beca Just looked back at her skeptically.
"hmmmmmm" She sighed.
okay mitchell. just sing and she will leave you to shower.
Beca turned slowly to face the girl, making sure her assets were covered.
Her eyes shifted nervously under the girls expectant stare.
"Im bulletproof, nothin to loose" she began.
"Fire away fire away." the other girl joined in, harmonizing on higher notes. Beca held eye contact now.
"richochet, you take your aim, fire away, fire away." she has a beautiful voice
"Shoot me down, but i wont fall" a smile crept onto Beca's face. Never breaking eye contact they continued.
"I am titanium"
"Shoot me down, but i won't fall, i am titanium." the two smiled at eachother for a moment before Beca glanced down and realized that A - the girl was still naked, and B- during the song she had let her arms down and was now fully exposed.
She accidentally glanced at the girls body again before tearing her eyes away quickly.
"oh yah, im pretty confident about...all this." the girl gestured to her body.
"You should be." beca mumbled quickly.
the girl turned and grabbed beca her robe.
"I'm just gunna shower now." She began.
A tall dark haired boy poked around the corner. "You have a lovely voice."
Beca's cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "THANKS" she spat out in utter disbelief. the redhead only nodded and smiled at him. Beca glanced between the two nervously. dude what is it with this place?
The boy nodded seductively at the other girl. She glanced at Beca, than at the boy, and then back and forth again.
"Oh.." she said suddenly. She shot Beca one final smile before leaving.
"See you at auditions!"
Beca managed to finish up her shower, but she never turned her back to the curtain. There was no way she was letting anyone else invade her shower. She finished and raced back to her dorm room as fast as she could.
Kimmy jin sat on her bed watching a movie. She paused it and looked up at Beca. "You look like you've just been raped or something."
Beca pursed her lips. "technically no, but my personal space was violated."
Kimmy just stared at her for a moment before going back to her movie.
Beca threw on some clothes and climbed into bed. She could hear kimmy's movie playing in the background.
"Do you guys believe in love at first sight?"
"well it saves time."
"no really, that you could meet someone and just, from across a room, and with that one glance you could look into their eyes and see their soul?"
Beca's mind flashed to her shower duet.
"Hey kimmy jin? What movie is that?"
"Imagine me and you. it's a love story."
"Oh."
"You don't like love stories?"
"I don't like movies in general. they're too predictable. love stories especially. the lead guy always ends up with the lead girl no matter what else happens."
Kimmy sighed in disapproval. "Well you really should see this movie sometime. I think you'll be pleasantly surprised. "
"right," beca shrugged, "Good night kimmy jin."
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Aubrey was halfway asleep when she heard Chloe come in. Her door opened and Chloe popped her head in. "HI BREE. GOODNIGHT BREE."
Aubrey sat up. "woah woah wait...what are you so happy about?"
"oh nothing" she smiled suspiciously. " I just have good feelings about auditions thats all."
"uh huh. sure." bree agreed. For now she'd let it go. She knew Chloe would tell her the truth eventually.
"sleep tight,"
"You too!"