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Fair Play

Chapter 3

"Ok so you will be working on this project with-"

Beca burst into the office, pushing the swinging doors forcefully. She was panting heavily and sweating profusely. The two man seated at the table, one of them being her boss, both averted their gazes towards her, quirking their eyebrows.

"Miss Mitchell."

The man beside her boss smiled at her and got up to shake her hand.

"Jesse Swanson."

The short brunette eyed him carefully, but extended her arm to shake his hand anyway.

"Beca."

Jesse smirked flirtatiously at her, staring into her baby blue eyes, admiring her alt girl look.

"Stop it."

He snapped back to reality.

"Stop what?" He asked the girl.

"Staring. It's weird."

He just snickered.

"OKAY!" Their current boss shouted, wanting to break the awkward-uncomfortable tension between the two co-workers.

"Now that you two know each other… sort of… you can proceed with working on the soundtrack. Now the deadline for this movie is in two weeks, but it's only half of the album you two need to work on so I guess it wouldn't be a problem?"

"Of course sir!" Jesse replied enthusiastically, fakingly saluting his boss.

Beca rolled her eyes. Of all projects, she had to work on a movie soundtracks. Of all deadlines, she had to get this done in two weeks. And of all people, she had to work with this one heck of a weirdo. God was he playing with her or what? And oh look her boss just left. Now it was just them… alone. Great. Jesse turned to look at Beca. Just to make things clear, he was a naturally flirty guy. But the girl right in front of him was different from the other girls he met. Most of them, (not meaning to brag) would instantly fall for his cute little puppy look, his dark brown eyes and goofy smile, making them stutter and nervous. However Beca simply shakes off that undeniable attraction she was supposed to feel for him. No way. Jesse was sure she must have felt a little something for him, a tiny crush or something. Love (well, crush) at first sight always happens when Jesse Swanson was around. Beca Mitchell was definitely something.

Jesse and Beca both took their seats at the editing booth, the boy still trying to figure out which part of the girl is malfunctioning, while Beca actually did some work. After a few silent minutes, he could not hold in his questions about his mysterious partner anymore.

"So what's your deal?" He asked cheerfully, eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"What do you mean?" Beca asked, not looking away from the computer screen.

"You're one of those girls who is all dark and mysterious. And then she takes off her glasses and you realize she was beautiful, the whole time?"

"I don't wear glasses."

"Well then you're halfway there."

Beca looked up and shot him a glare. What was with him? They only just met and he was already hitting on her (in his unique and weird way). Although he was, she admitted it, kinda cute, he seemed way too friendly for a girl like Beca. Besides, with all those walls she built up, any feelings she had for him would definitely be blocked out and shunned away. Just two weeks Beca, two weeks and you will no longer have to deal with his flirtatious ways… She thought to herself.

"You're a weirdo." She said out loud to him.

"Yea and so are you, it's a good thing we're gonna be best friends and/or lovers."

Beca's face scrunched up in (what do you call it…ah) disgust… sort of. Well the thought of her being lovers with that dude would totally be irrelevant and just… just… wrong. In fact, she would never be lovers with anyone. She was well guarded by herself. She would never allow herself to get hurt by anybody. She vowed to never be weak like her mom had been.

"Please don't say lovers."

Jesse's lips curved up into a smile.

"Just wait. You'll be all squity for me, but I'm not sure if I am gonna have time for you, after I become a big shot and well known composer/producer."

His ego was huge. Like damn. He was kind of frustrating. But Beca help but notice how his tone of voice seemed to be so calm and approachable. How his jaw seemed to be oh just so perfect. How his weirdness kept wanting to make her smile. Maybe being lovers with such a guy wouldn't be so bad… No wait. Friends. Just friends. Never lovers… that's what she thought.