Greetings mortals, blah blah, blah. I already said all of this, so just Onwards!

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Beca's POV

The past few days have been... interesting to say the least. Something's flicked in Aubrey, and now she's all crazy. Well, actually, that's not right, or at least, not completely accurate. She's more what's the word... um fanatical then anything. I don't know. It's hard to explain. When we have 'practice' which is more like some fucking military basic training, she's this super hardcore motherfucking bitch. She yells, she 'encourages' (forces really) everyone to work harder, and she just seems almost alive. In a good way, if that makes sense. It's weird and hard to explain, so deal with my shit explanations. How the hell do you even describe something like that? But anyway, back to the point, when she comes back from practice, she's Aubrey again. She's mostly quiet, controlled, and just, the Aubrey I know.

I mean what the actual fuck? It's like she's two completely different [people sometimes. Huh. Maybe she's multi, like Amy. Or Patricia. Actually, I'm not sure who is who or if there is even a difference, but anyway, point is, I still don't know why Aubrey's here, and it bothers me. I mean seriously! What the fuck could be so bad that she doesn't want anyone to know? Does she not know the company she's in? Really, there's nothing she cold tell me that would surprise me or make me think less of her. Oh God, that sounded so queerballs.

Fuck, see what she does to me? I swear, I can literally see my reputation crumbling around me. Fuck, at least i's for a hot girl, right? That has to count for something? Fuck no, that only makes it worse! It's like some shitty motherfucking cliche from a movie. Dammit! See? There's a reason I say movies are fucking stupid. I know Chloe's optimistic about me and Aubrey, but I don't know. She's Aubrey Posen. Her family is like royalty. Actually, now that I think about it, I think somewhere along the line, she does have some like royal blood or something. Fuck. Now this really is a shitty movie line. FUCK! This is unacceptable.

The squeak of Aubrey's mattress breaks me out of my reverie. For the past few minutes, Aubrey had been pacing back and forth muttering to herself, which while odd, was not uncommon for her. Aubrey flopping down on her bed without a care in the world though? Fucking creepy. The fact she's not even acknowledging me is even worse. What the actual fuck? Did she like kill someone or something?

"Aubrey?" I ask tentatively. Hey! We ARE in a psycho house! She could be a serial killer. You really can never be to careful when it comes to shit like this.

"What!" She snaps.

Damn, now that I take a closer look, she looks... worried or something. About what though? Actually, right now, she looks like she's about to explode or something. Shit, I wonder if something really is wrong. Dammit, now I feel like an ass. Well, I know I'm an ass, but now I feel bad about being an ass. Motherfuckers! See what she's doing to me?

"Whoa, chill Bree," I say, jokingly holding my hands up "I was just wondering if you're alright over there. You were pacing back and forth like a caged lion a few seconds ago, and now it looks like you're about to spontaneously combust."

"Oh..." Aubrey said, her face turning an (adorable) shade of red, "No, I am perfectly fine at the moment. I apologize for any disturbance I may have caused."

"No need to apologize," I say lazily, trying to hide the fluttering I feel in my stomach, "I was just making sure you were alright."

"Well, I am fine, that you for your concern," Aubrey said, turning away.

Not trusting myself to speak, I just hum in response. Shit, seriously? Have I really been reduced to this? On today of all days too. The day Jesse FINALLY get clearance to visit again. Shit, that's today! Hey, don't judge me. Sometimes two and two don't always immediately add up for me! Fuck, if he figures this out, he'll have a field day with this. Shit. Today's gonna be shitty, isn't it? Dammit! I was hoping it would be one of my better days. See? This is what you get for being optimistic. Fucking stupid.

Glancing at the clock, I sigh. I had like ten minutes to get ready. Oh well, it's not like I'm going to s runway show or anything. A pair of clean jeans and a nicish tee shirt will be fine. I mean, it's Jesse we're talking about. He probably wouldn't give two shits if I came down in a hospital gown. Which I won't, but I could, and he'd be cool. He's a cool guy like that.

"Beca?" Aubrey suddenly asks, "What are you doing?"

"What?" I say, looking up from the pile of clothes I was digging through. Shit I probably look like an idiot right now, "Oh, nothing much. I'm just getting something half way decent on to wear. Visitation starts soon, and ya know, I wanna look half way decent."

"Oh..." Aubrey said, looking genuinely surprised, "If you do not mind me asking, who is it that is visiting?"

"My step brother," I say simply, hoping she won't pry too much.

"That's... nice," Aubrey said carefully, "May I ask what you're relationship with him is like? You don't have to answer that though."

"No no, it's fine," I say, as nonchalantly as I can, "He's a cool guy. One of those happy go lucky optimistic kids."

"He sounds like Chloe," Aubrey smirked.

"Actually, if Chloe was a guy, less intelligent, had an obsession with movies, other then Disney ones of course, and had brown hair, yeah, Jesse would be EXACTLY like Chloe," I laugh. Shit, he really would be EXACTLY like Chloe, with those additions.

Aubrey laughed, a sound that was like music to my ears. Shit, did I really just go there? Fuck. I'm so fucked, it's not even funny. Dammit! But, as much as I hate to admit it, I really do love Aubrey's laugh, her real laugh. It's beautiful, musical, and just perfect. However, if ever asked, I will deny I ever thought this to the day that I die.

"Well, he sounds nice. I have to say, I'm surprised I've never heard of this Jesse before. The two of you sound close."

"Yeah, um..." I say, trailing off, unsure how to explain why I hadn't seen Jesse in so long, "Um, we use to be. This is actually the first time in like five years or something he's visited me."

"Really?" Aubrey asked looking genuinely shocked, "Why on earth is that?"

"I may have flipped shit and umm, yeah, let's just leave it at that." I say awkwardly. Really, its not something I'm exactly proud of, and it's just another reminder that I'm a fucked up little shit.

"My sincerest apologies Beca," Aubrey said quickly, "I never meant to-"

"It's all good Aubrey" I sigh, wanting to end this conversation "It's just not something I feel like talking about."

"I can respect that," Aubrey said politely.

Instead of answering, I just turn back to the task at hand. Pulling a clean plaid shirt from the pile on the floor, I throw that on and grab a pair of darker skinny jeans. Quickly glancing down, I give myself a quick once over. Eh, I may not be runway ready, but honestly, I don't give two shits. I look half way decent, and that's good enough for me. Glancing at the clock, I smile. Fuck yes! I finished getting ready with a minute to spare. Actually, now that I think about it, that's kinda weird. Usually I run a bit late, but for once I'll be ready one time.

Glancing over at Aubrey (again) I notice how worried she looks right now. She's taking these deep calming breaths right now, and honestly, she looks like she's about to be lead to a firing squad or something. She was chewing on her bottom lip, and right now, I swear if I looked closer, I bet I'd have seen steam blowing out of her ears. God , does she ever just relax? She always seems so high strung, like she's always on edge. Its really fucking weird. Even in her sleep, she mumbles and groans, and her face is scrunched up, almost like she's in pain.

I don't know what I'm suppose to do though. Once, when she was really thrashing around and all, I went over and gently poked her arm. She literally bolted up, her eyes snapped open and then let out a blood curdling scream. It was really, really, really fucking creepy, like she was possessed or something. Any shit, long story short, a bunch of orderlies and shrinks came rushing in, Aubrey was all weird and hyperventilating, but then the net day, she didn't remember a thing. At least, I don't think she did. She might have, but unless she's a really good actress, which she might be, she doesn't remember. Fucking hell, how am I suppose to know what people remember or not! Fucking shit fuckers. I don't give three shits. I'm just trying to make a point here! Cut me some fucking slack here dick heads.

The knock on the door startles me and Aubrey out of our respective thoughts. Aubrey sits shock still, while I jump off of my bed to open the door. Okay, so despite the past couple of awkward minutes, I'm still pretty excited to see Jesse. What can I say? That kid's alright and I'm tired of only talking to fucking shrinks and psychos. Talking to a person who doesn't live in this fucking nut house will be a welcome change. Even if all he talks about is movies.

"Alright Miss Mitchell and Miss Posen, are you ready to go?" Lara asked happily once I open the door.

Wait, what, Miss Mitchell AND Miss Posen? What the fuck? Aubrey has a visitor? Who is this person? When did they get here. Why are they even here? Actually, better yet, HOW are they here. Aubrey's only been here for a little bit, defs not long enough to be allowed visitors or anything. However, before I have a chance to say anything, Aubrey suddenly comes to life and hops off her bed.

"Yes, we are," Aubrey says, walking past me.

Walking down the hallways to the visitation room, I can't help but to glance over at Aubrey ever ten seconds. I can't help it. I have a thousand and one questions to ask her right now, and obviously this is neither the time nor the place. Yet. But right now, that wasn't my most pressing concern. Aubrey looked about ready to pass out. Aubrey kept taking these shallow breaths, and she looked really ill right now. Who ever was down there waiting for her mus really have some serious significance for her.

What the fuck am I suppose to do though? I'm not fucking Chloe, I'm shitty ass fucking Beca. I'm abrasive, mean, and stand offish, not nice, comforting or even caring in the slightest. I don't do the whole comforting thing. The hell if I even know what I'm suppose to do or say. Obviously I can't do the whole hug or hand on shoulder thing, because Aubrey'll flip shit, but that's fine by me. I'm not really the hugging type. I mean, I'm not as bad as Aubrey, but I'm just not a hugger. Fucking sue me. But what the fuck am I suppose to say then?

"Hey Aubrey, are you okay?" I whisper, , of all the things I could say, this is what I say? Fucking brilliant.

"I-I don't know," Aubrey stutters, "I'm not sure if I can do this."

Shit, shit, shit, shit. What do I say now? Umm... I should say something reassuring now, or something like that, right? Fuck, what do I say? Eh, let's just wing it and see where that takes me.

"It's gonna be just fine, I promise," I say, giving what I hope is a reassuring smile, "Whoever is in there must really care about you if they're here. I know regs say that you can't have any visitors before like the three month mark, so whoever's in there must have some seriously important friends and really wanna see you. I'm sure you got this Aubrey. And hey, if you don't wanna see them, just go crazy and then pretend that they touched you or something. You'll never have to see that person again then. Plus you get to cause a huge scene and yeah."

"Thanks," Aubrey said, smiling softly.

However, before I have a chance to say anything, we're in front of the doors of the visitation room. Beside me, Aubrey's eyes are closed, her jaw id clenched and she's mumbling under her breath again. Looking forward, I feel strange. Half of me is really happy right now, while the other half is really worried for Aubrey. It's really a strange and rather disorientating feeling.

"You ladies good?" Lara asked, seeing our hesitance at going in.

"Yeah, we good," I smirk, hoping I can get her to go away, "We also know the rules and shit, so you don't have to explain them. Of course you could if you wanted to, but we already know them, so you can get on with your life if you'd rather."

"Alright!" Lara said happily, "Though it was my pleasure to take you here. I'll be going, and I'll be right out here if you need me. Have fun, observe all the rules, and I'll see you soon!"

Glancing over at Aubrey, I see her nod her head, and then her eyes open again. Walking forwards, she pushes the doors open and confidently strides through, the hesitance she had earlier completely gone. Wow. She must have just given herself one hell of a pep talk. Whatever. With a shrug, I follow Aubrey through the doors.

Looking around the room, I search for Jesse. It's been a while since I've last been here, but it still looks the same. There's still a bunch of little round tables all around the room, there are still a bunch of people in the room, and there were still a bunch of guards and male nurses around to make sure no one goes bat shit crazy and hurt (or maybe kill) anyone.

I'm about to walk through the room when movement out of the corner of my eye makes me pause. Turning around I see a woman with blue hair sneaking up on Aubrey. For a second, I'm tempted to say something, give Aubrey a heads up, but curiosity wins out and I stand back and wait. Stalking up to Aubrey, the woman goes up and screams 'boo!', scaring the shit out of Aubrey. For a second, it looks like she's about to beat the bloody fucking shit out of whoever scared her but then she pauses. Holy fucking shit... this is new. Aubrey looks shell shocked right now, almost like shes seen a ghost. Who the fuck even is this person? I don't-

"BECAW!" I hear a very, very familiar voice screech, turning my attention away from the scene before me. "Becaaaaaaaw!"

"Hey Jesse," I say, genuinely smiling a seeing my step brother, "How's life been?"

"Hey Jesse, how's life been?" He says, looking hurt, "You haven't seen me for like fifty gazillion years and that's all I get? No hug even B? Wow, being a psycho... No, I actually can't say that. You haven't changed a bit, other then the fact you're probs high as a kite right now. You're still-"

"Jerk!" I laugh, punching his arm, "You should be nice to me. I've been in this hell hole long enough. And it hasn't been as you so melodramatically said, 'fifty gazillion years'. I haven't even been alive for that long."

"Please," Jesse huffed, "Have you even seen this place? I'm seriously tempted to claim I'm a psychopath just so I get to stay here! Plus, your doctor, Chloe Beale? She's really hot."

"Weirdo," I say, rolling my eyes.

"But you love me, right?" Jesse smirked.

"Eh, that's debatable," I smirk.

"Jerk!" Jesse says, literally standing there, pouting. Dude, he's such a fucking bitch sometimes.

"Yup, and proud of it," I smirk, "Now are you just going to stand there pouting like some kicked puppy, or are you going to grab a table with me so we aren't randomly standing in the middle of the room."

"I already got one," Jesse said, "My stuff's over there on that table."

"Cool," I say.

Walking over to the table. Plopping down in one of the chairs, I kick my feet up. Looking mover the room, I see Aubrey looking rather... sad right now, and the blue headed woman nervously ranting or explaining something. That better be some really fucking good explanation though, because I swear to God, if she's hurting Aubrey, I'll fucking kill her and rip her vocal chords out. I fucking-

"So who's the girl?" Jesse smirks.

"Wh-what are you talking about?" I say, trying to hide my embarrassment, "Dude, you must be trippin' right now. I don't even know what made you even think that I might-"

"OH, don't even try and bullshit me," Jesse said, with a grin, "I may not have been here for a while, but you still have the same 'pining over someone' look now as you did ten years ago."

"Fuck off Jesse," I grumble, "And even if I tell you, which I can't because there is no girl, there wouldn't be a damn thing you could do. So please, could you just drop it now, before you piss me off?"

"Well alright then... So is it her?" Jesse said, pointing to some random chick across the room.

"Seriously?" I ask, "Are you really going to do this right now? Don't we have better things to talk about right now?"

"Not really, I mean I've been writing to you weekly through out this time, so we're already all caught up, and I know you read my letters, because the letters you send back comment on shit I say, so I don't think we actually have that much catching up to do," Jesse laughed "And I think that now is the perfect time to pry into the mysterious life of Beca Mitchell. I know you don't tell me everything, so now's the perfect time to figure all this out."

"No, seriously dude, no," I say, "I'm not dong this."

"So is it her?" Jesse said, pointing to some other random chick, "Or is it him? I know you're a lesbian and all, but maybe-"

"No, just no," I say, shaking my head, "Seriously, we're not going to do this."

"Oh yes, yes we are," Jesse smirks, "So is it her? Or is it him or her, or her, or her? No way!"

Suddenly, Jesse's jaw dropped, and he was unabashedly staring at something over my shoulder. Turning around, I followed his gaze and saw he was staring at Aubrey. Furrowing my eyebrows, I can't think about why Jesse would be so weird about that. I mean, sure Aubrey's a big person in business and shit, but she's no movie star.

"Dude, what?" I ask.

"That's Aubrey Posen!" Jesse all but squeals, "Holy shit, is it her?"

"Yeah," I say, doing my best o play things cool, "Why?"

"Seriously?" Jesse asks, looking at me like I've sprouted another head or something, "Do you not.. oooooooh... yeah, I forgot, whole nut house thing. So you don't know, do you?"

"Know what?" I ask sharply.

"Ohmygoditsher!" Jesse squeals, "You like Aubrey Posen! Holy shit, you like Aubrey Posen. Holy shit..."

"Dude, no!" I say, trying to keep myself from blushing, "She's just my roommate."

"Oh, so you like your roommate?" Jesse smirked, "I see how it is."

"Dude. No." I say, "But anyways, what is it I don't know about Aubrey?"

"Oh I don't know..." Jesse said, "How about you tell me the truth first?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," I say, shifting around in my seat.

Instead of answering, Jesse just sits back in his seat and smirks. The little shit. I know that look. And I fucking hate it. That's his, I know you're full of shit, and I'm going to sit here until you admit it, look. So what if I may like Aubrey Posen. I'm not hurting anyone, and Jesse has no right to be prying right now. But then again, I really do want to know what Jesse knows... Fuck, I wonder if he knows why Aubrey is here right now? Was there like some huge scandal or something? Oh my god...

"Fine, I tell you, you tell me what you know about Aubrey?" I ask cautiously.

"Deal, now spill Mitchell," Jesse says, practically buzzing with excitement.

"Alright, so I kinda like Aubrey," I say, doing my best to not blush, "She's smart, obviously hot, and just absolutely incredible in every way. Yes, she really is my roommate, but this whole crush thing started before that. Now you spill Swanson."

"Nope, not yet!" Jesse says, with a fucking shit eating grin, "I need more details! Come on Becs, this is the first girl I've heard about you liking since you know who, and now I want every single detail."

"Dude, no," I say, shaking my head, "I gave you that, now you tell me why Aubrey's here."

"Oh, sorry bro," Jesse smirks, "I'm actually not allowed to tell you shit like that, so, yeah-"

"DICK!" I growl, slapping his arm. Quickly seeing the orderlies looking my way, I duck my head and whisper yell at him, "You little fucking shit! You told me you would, and now you have to!"

"No not really," Jesse says nervously, "See, if I actually do tell you this right now, both me and you can get into a bunch of trouble, so yeah, I'm not going to risk that. Plus, you should just tell me these things because I'm you brother-"

"STEP brother," I correct, "And come, please? I'm dying out here. Just-"

"Nope, nuh huh, not happening," Jesse says leaning back crossing his arms, "That's just not gonna happen B! Oh my god, don't give me that look!"

I can admit, right now, I was bringing everything out right now. I had my pouting puppy dog look on, and I was doing my best to look as pathetic as possible. Hey, desperate times call for desperate measures, and I'll be damned if Jesse leaves here and I don't know everything he does about Aubrey... Thank God there aren't any cameras here though! That's the last thing I need right now is seeing myself pouting for some answers. God, I can hear the shit Chloe would give me for this.

"Pleeeeeeease?" I pout, "Come one, isn't this like some sort of movie cliche you have to obey by? If I can understand the girl, then I have a chance to get the girl, right? Help you're lesbro out."

"Dammit Beca!" Jesse sighs, "You really are desperate here, aren't you?"

"Yes, yes I am," I say honestly, "Now please? For me? I'll never tell anyone and I only will use this information for good. I promise!"

"DJ's honor?" Jesse asks, his eyes narrowing a bit.

"I swear it on my mixing equipment," I say solely, "Now please?"

"Gah, fine," Jesse sighs, "So this all happened a few moths back, and it was all over the news and I really shouldn't tell you this, but you brought out the movie card, so I know at least some of my movie-cation stuck with me, but anyway let's get back to the point. SO you know how Aubrey's dad is like some major business guy? Well he's in jail now."

"Wait, what?" I whisper yell, "Why?!"

"See, that's kinda sort of why Aubrey's here," Jesse says, "He was jailed for corruption, sex shit, and a bunch more. And that's where Aubrey comes in to everything... uh, see... She was um... Well, she was sleeping with business people for better deals and shit because her father told her to. A few months back, she went completely crazy and then tried to commit suicide, and I guess now she's here. I swear I don't know anything else, but you seriously can't tell anyone this. Alright Beca?"

It was like my word stopped. That was why Aubrey was here? Holy. Fucking. Shit. She was forced to be a prostitute by her father and then she tried to commit suicide? Holy fucking shit. Holy fucking shit! That would explain a lot then. Her issues being touch, the catatonic state she was in when she first came here, everything. Holy fuck, that was why she was here. Suddenly I could feel the red creeping into my vision. Her fucking father! The motherfucking asshole! What kind of a sick twisted fucker does that to anyone, their daughter no less! I could feel the anger rising up in my, threatening to burst. The fucker! If I ever saw him, I was going to rip him limb from limb and fucking kill him!

"Beca... Beca, calm down," In the distance I could hear Jesse trying to calm me down, "Beca, there's nothing you can do, or could of done. Beca come on, you can't do this. Its not worth it. HE'S not worth it. He's in jail for the rest of his life, and getting all crazy isn't going to do shit, other then get you into trouble. Come on B! Deep breaths. In...out...in...out. I know you're pissed. Hell, I was too when I heard about it, but you can't get mad. Remember, you need to be there for Aubrey right now, and getting yourself into trouble won't help her. Do this for Aubrey Beca! Come on Beca, you can do this, please, just calm down."

It was like I was watching all of this from a distance. I could feel the anger inside of me threatening to explode, but no matter what I tried, I couldn't force myself to calm down. The edges of my vision were turning red, and I felt like I was a second away from exploding. I had to calm down, I had to relax, but I just couldn't. Gritting my teeth, I tried to fight through the haze, but the words were swirling around in my head. I saw Aubrey forced to fuck men she didn't want to, I could only imagine the shit her father would have told her. It made my blood boil and my fists clench. The fucking shit! I was going to kill him if i ever saw him!

"Come on Becs, look over there, look at Aubrey," Jesse tried desperately trying to make me calm down, "See, she's the one you have to fight for. Come on Beca, fight it! Calm down for her. She's going to need your help, and you won't be able to help her if you can't control your anger. Come on Beca, you can do this. Deep breaths, just calm down."

Fighting through the haze, I turned my head at Aubrey. Right now, she had this small smile on her face, and she look... happy. She was content, peaceful, and at rest. Looking at Aubrey, I felt something inside of me move. Suddenly it was like I could feel the haze over me weakening. Fighting, I pushed myself to go beyond the veil over my eyes, to come back to me. Focusing, I slowed my breathing, and for the first time ever, I was able to push the red haze away. Taking a deep breath, I forced my heartbeat to slow and I unclenched my fists. Not looking away from Aubrey, I could feel myself calming down, and then just like that, the haze was gone, and I was me again.

Finally looking away from Aubrey, I turned and faced Jesse. Complete disbelief was written all over his face, and was probably all over mine to. Holy shit. That has never happened before. For once, I beat the haze, I was able to calm down, and not go all crazy.

"Holy shit Beca..." Jesse whispered, "Are you, ya know, you right now?"

"Yeah..." I whisper, breathless, "Holy shit, Jesse, I was red, I was going to lose it, and I'm me again. Holy fuck. What the hell just happened?"

"I-I don't know Beca, but you did it. You did it Beca," Jesse laughed, "Oh my God, Beca, you did it! You beat it! you're you and- Oh my God, Aubrey's the answer we've all been looking for!"

"Wh-what?" I ask, "What do you mean she's the-oh my God, she is, isn't she? I was looking at Aubrey, and I- I did it Jesse! She's the answer to this."

"Oh my god Beca!" Jesse smiles, "You're on you're way out now."

"Yeah, I am," I smile, "I'm gonna get out of here Jesse. Just you wait."

"Oh I'm waiting," Jesse smiled, "And the day you're out, the first round'll be on me!"

"Weirdo," I laugh.

"But you love me!" Jesse laughed.

"Yeah I do," I sigh.

After that, the conversion moved to more mundane topics, but in the back of my mind, the seed was planted. Aubrey was the key I'd been searching for the past six years. I don't know how or why, but she was. She was the hope I'd needed, the straw I was grasping for. I know this sounds sappy, and I hate myself for it, but Aubrey was my only hope now.

Sitting back in my chair, I let myself think about this. For the first time since the haze had first come over me, I'd beaten it. All thanks to an uptight blonde who wormed her way into my heart. Glancing over to Aubrey, I thought about it. I don't even know how that works, but it does, it did, and right now, that was the important thing. Turning back to Jesse, I smiled.

I think things were gonna get better soon.

So that was that mortals! I'm super sorry if that sucked. First person really isn't my thing. but for you, I try... And I'm so sorry for all the fluff. I promise the angst shall return soon!

On to my lovely mortals now :)

Chloehuh: My friend, we're only just getting started. I did a rough calculation and I think we're somewhere around the half way mark... MWAHAHAHAHA! And thank you so much! I love nice people like you :)

Rizzlesmyilies: Hey babe ;) unfortunately, it pains me to admit it, but the fluff was intentional. I'm actually off my pain killers for the most part. I put that in for a friend, and I need to work on writing what I don't usually write. Outside my comfort zone, ya know? But thanks babe. Hope I'm not fucking my image up too badly XD

Whatizthiz: Well thank you :) I like to think I'm a brilliant motherfucker too XD I'm glad you like Chloe and I wonder how she's going to react when she hears about Beca... Hmm. :)

cxcxcx368: Wait... are you complaining about the shitty chapter or me staying up late? XD lol. LOAD is safe from being deleted so long as I have awesome aca-peeps like you! And hey! Beca is the female Frodo! They have the same hair color and eye color XD She could be Frodo's sister. I'm glad you liked Beca's fluffier side. That was for you my dear :) I hope I didn't disappoint with Lina's character though... I was listening to a Demi song (Neon Lights), and that's why Lina has blue hair XD I like you[re over thinking though. It means a nicer longer review for me!

cheekymadom: Welcome to the crazy train friend! Thanks for the review and I'm glad you like it so far :)

Msweeny1997: What about all my other fabulous chapters? XD lol, thanks mate!And dear god... What's with the sappiness? You're killing me here! lol, no I got you mate, and I do the same thing sometimes XD

waap: Danka mate :) I'm looking forward to see how this plays out too! XD

reading-is-my-love: Well, now I'm looking forwards to seeing what you write! I only publis like 1% of all my writings, and never rip your stuff up! I hope these chapters were good though. I hope this cvap was good though. This was for you :) See, his is what happens when people are nice to meeeeeee XD

To everyone else: lol, so how was that aca-mortals? A double update... I know, crazy right? please, review and tell me how I'm doing. If you have something you wanna see, tell me, and I'll see what i can do. I only have like three major events planned, and a shit ton of bullshit to go in between :) Thank you all for the reads and reviews. You're all the best!