"I feel like the mother of a teenager", Chloe said suddenly, hearing the car pull up outside. "Waiting up for them, to hear all about their date".

"And knowing you're going to get absolutely nothing", Tom chuckled (he might not have known Beca as long as Chloe or Aubrey did, but he knew her nonetheless. And she kept her lips sealed). "Seriously, you've got more chance of getting something out of a teenager than Beca".

"I know". Chloe pouted slightly, hearing the key in the lock.

"Look at that smile!"

"Are you still here?" Beca groaned, the smile slipping off her face.

"Of course we are!" Chloe said, sounding surprised that Beca would even think they'd left. "How was your date?"

"It was nice".

"Beca", Michael said seriously and Beca groaned, sliding onto the lounge and burying her head in her hands.

"I probably don't want to hear it. You know what, actually? There's no probably about it, I don't want to hear it. Stop while you're ahead".

"There's no probably about it, you won't want to hear it", Fat Amy said helpfully.

"You're the worst friends ever".

"You love us".

"No I don't".

"I just wanted to say that I haven't seen you this happy in a while", Michael said gruffly.

"Awww!" Stacie cooed.

"Doesn't mean I like it, but I've never seen you that happy. Also, if he hurts you I'm gonna kill him. With my bare hands".

"Good luck with that", she said, looking up at her brother. "He's a good guy, Michael; don't go getting out the gun just yet".

"Please, like I'd let Michael own a gun", Aubrey chuckled.

(While Aubrey denied it, they all knew who wore the pants in that relationship.)

Beca had just crawled into bed when she saw her phone light up on the table.

Thank for a great night weirdo looking forward to doing it again sometime. And showing you TBC

She frowned slightly at the capitalised letters, unsure what they stood for.

I had a great night too. TBC? The hell?

Jesse gasped audibly as her text came through. Was she serious? He had lectured her for fifteen minutes on how The Breakfast Club had made cinematic history and was essentially the greatest movie ever made, and she had just blocked it out? The girl was going to be the death of him.

THE BREAKFAST CLUB.

She sighed, as it all fell into place. Of course it stood for The Breakfast Club. he had lectured her on said movie for what felt like hours, trying to convince her it was great.

Oh right. I'm looking forward to it.

"I can see your disappointment", he said to the phone.

You're the only person I know who can convey sarcasm through text.

She grinned, her fingers flying to type a reply.

Who said I'm being sarcastic? I'm sure I'll *love* the breakfast club.

He chuckled. The tiny brunette was adorably cute and so, so sarcastic. He could definitely get used to working for that smile.

And there it is again. I don't appreciate your sarcasm, Mitchell.

Would it be too harsh if she told him she didn't appreciate his movies? Probably. That would not earn her a second date. And despite everything she had said to Michael and Chloe and Fat Amy, she liked that guy. She really liked him, and she hadn't liked anyone in a long time.

I bet you do, Swanson.

She wasn't sure where about in their banter that she nodded off. But when she woke up the next morning, she had a series of unread messages.

Did you mysteriously drop of the face of the earth?

Beca? You haven't replied in like 10 minutes.

Don't tell me you were so moved by my love of john hughes movies that you've gone to find them?

I'm going to assume by your lack of replying that you've fallen asleep. Thank you for a really great night, I had a great time hopefully we can do it again sometime. Sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite Jesse (nerd)