Beca walked to the office with her suitcase, black jeans, black leather jacket, and a white blouse. Everybody stared at her; she looked at them with a frown and threw her suitcase on the desk.

"What?" She scoffed.

"You're engaged?" A woman asked. Beca looked at her with wide eyes. "With Jesse Swanson?" Another girl gasped.

"Wait, how do you know his name? And, how do you know about that?" Beca asked.

"Eh?" Amy rolled up the daily newspaper. On the cover, it was a picture of her and Jesse, walking in the car. "Oh my god" Beca whispered and ran out of the room. She took up her phone and called him.

"Hello?"Jesse said.

"WHY THE FUCK ARE WE ON THE NEWSPAPER?" Beca screamed on the phone.

Jesse rubbed his ear and lowered the volume, "Sorry?" He scoffed.

"Newspaper, now!" Beca said. Jesse rolled his eyes and walked to his door, he picked up the newspaper. His jaw dropped, "Shit, I'm sorry. Uh, the rumor must have been-"

"Are you the president or something?" Beca asked.

"What?" Jesse frowned.

"Everybody knows who you are! What the hell, who are you really, Jesse?"

"I'm the same Jesse Swanson as you knew..Just that.." He hesitated.

"What? Well, what?" Beca scowled.

"Well," Jesse said high-pitched. "Maybe I'm a songwriter and earlier tony nominated theater-performer," He said.

Beca yelped, "What have you done with my life?"

"I'm sorry! But-"

"WHY ME?" Beca groaned. "Why not another bitch!"

"Because you are the only one who doesn't freak out when you're talking to me, while being in this city! And we sat in class together" Jesse said cheerily.

"ONE CLASS JESSE, GET OVER IT" Beca said and hung up. Beca took a deep breath and walked to her office again, Amy walked up to her.

"Why you? WHY YOU" Amy said pointed at Beca judging.

"Calm down, we both have been in history class with him" Beca laughed.

"What? No!" Amy scoffed.

"Do you remember that nerd?"

"Phht, yea" Amy scoffed. "That little kangaroo was so weird and- WAIT NO" She gasped.

"It's him" Beca nodded.

"THAT DOG" She grinned. Beca rolled her eye. "How many dates?"

"No dates." Beca laughed. Amy raised an eyebrow. Beca bit her lip and dragged her out of the room.

"Okay" She whispered. "We're not really engaged" Beca winked. Amy frowned. "We're acting," She whispered.

Amy laughed, "Don't lie to me, I get that you're embarrassed" She walked back to the office and sighed. Beca groaned, "Oh my god"

Beca stepped off the elevator. She found her key and locked up the door. Donald, Benji came out with their arm crossed. "No" Beca stepped backward. "Don't touch me! Step away! I got pepper spray," She said with clenched teeth. Donald grabbed her waist and carried her over his shoulder. "LET ME GO, I KNOW YOUR MOM!" Beca knocked him on his back. They walked into their apartment.

"No, you don't" He rolled his eyes. "Benji, you used to give me your homework, I think you own me a favor!" Beca said to Benji. He laughed, "Yeah, right."

"You're so mean" Beca groaned, they threw her on the couch.

"What are you guys going to do?" Beca narrowed her eye. Donald turned off the lights, "Gonna rape you," He said with a deep voice.

"No, you don't" Beca scoffed. "Yeah, no we don't" Benji scoffed. They put an apple in Beca's mouth.

Luke and Jesse walked into the apartment. "Why so dark?" Jesse turned on the lights. Beca screamed, looking at Jesse with wide eyes. "Holy shit" Jesse dropped his things.

"DONALD" Jesse screamed. Luke laughed, "Oh my god, I'm my god" He covered his mouth, laughing.

"What? You told us to get her, so you could talk to her" Benji shrugged.

"Yeah, but not kidnap her?" He yelled. Beca moaned and raised an eyebrow. "Oh, right" Jesse bends down, "Uhm..Holy" Jesse carefully dragged out the apple from her mouth. As he did, Beca spit on him. He closed his eyes and wiped away the spit. "YOU FREAKS" She yelled at them. Luke was almost dying of laughter. "IT'S NOT FUNNY"

"Do you want me to let her go?" Benji asked. Jesse shook his head. Benji shrugged and tied her hand to the back of the couch. "Okay, let's give them a moment" Donald yelled. Luke and Benji followed him. Jesse took a chair and sat down. "So, hi" He said. "You've ruined my life" Beca gritted.

"Beca..Listen, I didn't want you any bad" He said carefully.

"But..." He laughed. Beca raised an eyebrow. "When I've released you, you got to pack your stuff. Because we're going to Miami tomorrow" He smiled.

"What?" Beca screamed

"Hey, it will be fun! And you don't have to pay for it!" He shrugged and smiled.

"What for?" Beca narrowed her eyes.

"Well… you kind of, still have to act my girlfriend.." Jesse muttered.

"YOU SAID IT WAS THE FIRST AND LAST TIME!"

"I'm sorry, okay! I was stupid, I admit that! But after this crazy season, you're getting your money, right?" He said cheerily.

"How much?" Beca mumbled.

"As much as you need" He said with a friendly smile.

Beca took a deep breath, "No" She smiled. Jesse sighed and stood up. He released her.

Beca rubbed her wrist and walked out. He stared at her, "Bye" He sighed and covered his head in his hands.

Beca groaned as she walked into her room. She looked at her bills again, "Oh god, " She kicked the couch.

She grabbed her phone and called her dad,

"Beca? Is that really you?"

"It's me, yeah.." She huffed. "Well, um… are you hearing rumors about me?"

"Yeah, you're engaged, you're going to be Mrs. Swanson. Why didn't you tell me?" He laughed.

"You're pretty calm with that I'm engaged, dad..." Beca sighed. "But I'm not en-"

"I'm so proud Beca, to be honest; I thought you were just going to throw your life away, ending up in a pub. And besides, you're marrying a famous person!" He laughed.

"Why are people calling him famous? He's just an old classmate!" Beca protested. Her dad scoffed, "I'm still proud of you" He said softly, which made Beca smile.

"So, did you want to tell me something?"

"Uh," Beca bit her tongue. "NO" She sighed. "That was all," She said. It was the first time, hearing that her dad was proud of her; she didn't want to ruin it.

Beca walked to her office, covering her face. She did not want to be recognized, or, she was not that famous, but she was still on the cover of the magazine.

Everybody looked at her as she came in, "Hello Beca" They smiled. "Hi" She muttered and sat down at her desk. She clenched her teeth and turned on her laptop. She started writing.

"Jesse Swanson –getting innocent, 25-year old girl to marry her

Jesse Swanson, a betrayer. He is a tony-nominated songwriter and actor; he can get any girl he wants. However, he begs an old high school-friend to play is fiancé?

Such a shame. The real Jesse Swanson is a dorky, nerdy, bad flirter-"

"BECA" Jesse ran into the office and grabbed her arm. "Whoa!" Beca said and grabbed her laptop.

"OH MY GOD, IT'S HIM," Someone gasped. Beca rolled his eyes, "HE IS NOT A BIG DEAL" She yelled. Jesse pulled her out of the room. "What?" She groaned.

"Plane, 40 minutes" He said as they walked down the stairs. "I can't leave! I have work!" She said pointing at her laptop. "Relax, Amy talked to your boss" He scoffed.

Beca stopped, he raised an eyebrow. "This is insane Jesse, I can't!" She said.

He sighed, "Okay"

"What?" Beca frowned.

"If you don't want it, fine. I'll just tell everybody that I'm not engaged, and continue on my miserable life with stupid girls"

Bea bit her lip and groaned, "You're so… argh!" She grabbed his hand and walked down the stairs. He grinned. "I just need to pack my stuff and-"

"Oh, I've already done. It's in the cab," He said quickly as they walked out the building. A photographer yelled at them and took pictures.

"Oh, um" Beca looked around. "How did you get in my place?" Beca asked.

"Oh, you always hide a reserve key under the plant" Jesse shrugged.

"Fucking stalker" Beca whispered. Jesse grinned; he opened up the door to the cab for her.

She crawled in. Jesse sat down next to her. As they drove off, Beca stared at the people who was all crazy.

"So, you're famous, huh?" Beca mumbled, staring at her phone.

"Kind of"

"Nice to know"

"Yup" Jesse sighed.

"This is crazy, too crazy" Beca groaned.

"I'll pay you, when it's over" Jesse smiled.

"I'm never going to get my life back" She said.

"Beca, calm down…" Jesse patted her on the shoulder.

"Don't touch me!" She snarled.

As the plane took off, Beca started breathing heavily.

"Beca, are you alright?" Jesse asked.

"Yes" She said with a high-pitched voice.

"Hey, hey" Jesse grabbed her arm, "Why so nervous?"

"I can't handle planes" She whispered.

"Oh my god, uhm, do you have to puke or something?" He asked, pulling out a paper bag.

"No, I mean..." Beca took it and hold it over her mouth, she took a deep breath in, and out.

"Oh my god" Jesse said. "I've never seen a person hyperventilate before" He said.

Beca frowned and raised an eyebrow. She punched his arm. "Okay, I deserved that" He rubbed his arm.

Four hours later in Miami

Beca and Jesse walked up to their room. As they opened the door, they groaned. It was only one bed. They looked at each other intensely. Jesse and brutally ran towards the bed. Beca jumped on the bed; Jesse grabbed her waist and pulled her off. "NO, IT'S UNFAIR" She protested.

"I'm paying!" He yelled.

"Well, I'm a girl!" She gritted and pushed Jesse of her. She placed her hands on her hips. Jesse crossed his arms. Jesse mentioned his fist; Beca nodded and made her fist ready. "Rock-paper-scissors", huh?" Beca scoffed.

Beca grinned as she beat Jesse with scissor while he took paper. Beca laughed and jumped on the bed, "Oh, silk" She smirked. She took off her top and laid down.

Jesse placed a pillow on the floor and laid down. Beca rolled her eyes, "Fine" She said and made room for him. "Just, don't touch me" She smiled softly.

"Thank you" Jesse said with a charming.

"Don't do that" Beca raised her eyebrows.

"Do what?" He frowned.

She shook her head and turned around, staring at the wall. Jesse laid down next to her carefully.

"Thank you, Beca" He whispered.

"For what?"

"Helping me, you're a good friend"

Beca couldn't help to not smile. She bit her tongue and scoffed, "I'm not doing it for being a friend" She rolled her eyes. "Just for the money"

Jesse smirked, "I know that you're lying"

"Know I don't" She grimaced.

"Yes you do, you scoffed and hesitated"

"Good night nerd" She laughed.

"You're giving me nicknames, see, we're best friends and/or lovers"

"JESSE, GOODNIGHT" Beca gritted.

"Kay" He whispered.