CHAPTER 3

POV- Beca

I check my watch again, tapping my foot impatiently. Fat Amy was supposed to meet me at the library half an hour ago. Just as I stand and start to gather my things on the desk, I see her. I sit back down with a grin.

"Whoa, nelly! You about to stand me up?" She calls out as she struggles to make it across the room with her books and bags. This warrants shushes and nasty looks from the whole library.

"I could ask you the same thing," I tease, responding at a lower volume, "You moving in, or what?"

Fat Amy drops her bags and takes a seat across from me. "Oh, THESE?" She asks in mock nonchalance. "These are…er…well, these are overdue," She points to one bag. "And these are for pleasure," She points to the other bag with a wink. "And these here on the desk are obviously textbooks."

WTF, Fat Amy?

She continues with a reassuring nod, "I like to be prepared."

"WELL then…" I turn my attention back to my notebook, flipping through it until I find notes from Philosphy 101. "Wanna start from the beginning? Or do you already know that stuff about arguments and premises?"

"Nah, we can skip it." Fat Amy isn't particularly modest, so I should've known better than to ask her that.

"What about this?" I ask, turning my notebook around for her as I come across the many different fallacies.

She begins to copy my notes into her pad and I realize that I have my work cut out for me. I scan the room, observing the bland décor of the library as I wait.

Then, I feel my phone vibrate in my coat pocket. I pull it out to see the display. It's Chloe.

CHLOE: Hot date in a quiet place, huh? You sure know how to treat a lady =P

Chloe wanted to hang out tonight, but I told her I promised to help Fat Amy study for the final. And it's just a lot easier to spend the night without her or Jesse. I'm confused about the whole situation, to be honest. Sometimes, I'm not sure if it's just our witty banter or if she's actually flirting with me.

Or if I'M flirting back…

I type a response:

BECA: You jealous? ;P

With that, I lock my phone and shove it back into my pocket. I must have some sort of smile on my face, because I look up and find Fat Amy watching me with her knowing grin.

"Can't Jesse wait?"

"Uh…" I correct her, "That was actually Chloe."

"Hmmm…" Fat Amy cocks her head and watches me. Reading my face. But deciding not to question any further.

"Finished with that?" I ask. Hoping to divert our attention back to Philosophy.

"Not yet," Fat Amy continues to copy notes as my phone vibrates again.

I pull it out to read the message.

CHLOE: Maybe a little ;] When are we gonna hang out again?

I feel my cheeks burning at the thought of hanging out with Chloe again. We always have so much fun together.

BECA: Well… I have to work all week, but I get the weekend off. What're you doing this weekend?

I shove my phone back into my pocket and look up to find Fat Amy giving me "that look" again.

What's that look all about?

She starts, with a grin, "You DO know about Chloe, right? You'd have to be the only one who doesn't…"

"What are you talking about?" I ask, lost. Apparently, I've been left out of some sort of loop.

"I just figured you knew. From the way you're grinning... Your face is redder than a hot-dog, by the way."

Instinctively, my hand raises to my cheek.

My phone goes off again. I pull it out to read Chloe's response.

CHLOE: Having a date with you, I hope =] We'll figure it out later. Have fun studying!

I shove my phone back into my pocket one last time before looking up at Fat Amy. She raises her eyebrows knowingly and slides my notebook across the table to me.

Am I missing something here?