So this chapter is mostly a filler. I was going to skip to the convention performance, but I had a little bit of writer's block and ended up writing this instead. Sorry if it's a little short!
Disclaimer: I don't own Pitch Perfect
After weeks of Beca disappearing off to who knows where, I have finally figured out where she's been going.
Well, Fat Amy did, but I was there, too.
One Monday, the short DJ was in a rush and had forgotten something upstairs, leaving her purse on the kitchen counter, where Amy and I were eating cereal. The blonde had reached into the bag and pulled out Beca's wallet.
"Hey! That's Beca's!" I had smacked her shoulder, but she just brushed me off.
"Don't worry, we do this every month."
She opened it, and a small rectangular piece of plastic had fallen out. When I picked it up, I realized that it was an I.D. for something called Residual Heat. I opened my mouth to show Amy, but she had already been looking after snatching a twenty from the wallet.
"Residual Heat? Sounds like something that Stacie goes through after sex," she had commented, taking the card from me.
Gross.
"I don't think that's what it is," I told her, pushing down the cereal threatening to make a reappearance.
"I guess it could be that recording studio that's like ten minutes away."
A recording studio?
"Do you think she's working there?" I asked, confused as to why we didn't already know that.
"Probably," Amy shrugged, putting it back in the wallet and throwing it into the purse. "She said something last year about applying for an internship."
Before I could ask why Beca would keep that a secret, the brunette herself was racing into the room to grab her bag.
"Bye Amy," she reached over to ruffle my hair. "See ya, kid,"
With that, she had left.
I turned to Fat Amy, who was putting her dish in the sink. "Aren't we going to ask her about this?"
"Maybe later," she started walking towards the living room. "But right now I've got some stuff to buy," she waved around the bill she'd stolen.
That had been the end of that topic for a while.
On Thursday, most of the girls had left to go to class, so I was stuck at the house with Stacie, waiting for Emily to get here, so we could go hang out on campus. I'm still not allowed to go anywhere by myself, so Emily has to come here from class and then all the way back, which doesn't seem fair. When I mentioned it to Stacie though, she had waved me off and said that the girl was like the energizer bunny, and she could take it.
I'm not sure when she'll get here, so I'm standing outside of Stacie's room, bored and a little nervous.
I haven't spent much one-on-one time with the tall girl, and she can be extremely intimidating, so I don't want to annoy her or anything.
"You know," a voice drawls from the other side of the door. "I can see the shadow of your feet under the door. Are you just gonna stand there, or are you gonna come in?"
Glancing down at my feet, I shift uncomfortably before opening the door.
I've never really been in Chloe and Stacie's room before. I walk by it all the time, but usually both girls are out or with everyone else downstairs.
Stacie is laying on her bed, with a large textbook open in front of her.
Chloe's side is bright and cheery, unsurprisingly, while the tall brunette's side is more relaxed with neutral colors, giving off a more chic vibe.
"What do you need?" Her voice pulls me from my thoughts and she closes the book.
"I was just bored, but you're busy, so I'll just, um, find somewhere else to be."
Stacie takes pity on me and saves me from my stuttering. "Its cool, you can stay. I'm just studying for a test, but I'm pretty sure I'll ace it."
She puts the book on her bedside table and pats the spot next to her.
Nervously, I tip toe over and sit as far to the edge as I possibly can.
"I don't bite," she quirks an eyebrow. "Well, I do, but I won't bite you."
I giggle nervously and finally take notice of the book she had been reading.
"Advanced Astro Physics?" I'm not even sure what that is.
"Oh, yeah," Stacie waves her hand. "I'm going to be an astrophysicist."
Even though I don't know what that is, it has to be pretty impressive, so I grin and offer her a shy high five. "Wow, that's amazing!"
"It's okay," she shrugs and produces a nail file from nowhere.
Huh.
I can't believe I didn't know that Stacie was that smart. You'd think after spending so much time in a house with these girls, I would know a lot more about them. Don't get me wrong, I know plenty that I wish I didn't, but I learn more every single day.
Flipping through the pages, extremely long complicated words and equations litter the book.
"Wow," I breathe, "and I thought algebra was hard."
Stacie laughs and pats my shoulder. "It's not for everyone, but…" she's interrupted by her phone buzzing. The name Aubrey is flashing on her iPhone and there's only one person that I've heard of in this house that goes by that name.
Beca had shown me pictures of her first year in the Bellas and told me stories of the evil blonde drill sergeant who used to be the leader. Chloe had smacked her in the side, before explaining to me that Aubrey was her best friend and a good person. I still think I believe Beca, though. Chloe has a tendency to look at everything in a better light.
The smile on the brunette girl's face next to me, draws me out of my thoughts. I'm pretty sure I've never seen this look on Stacie before. Her usual smirk, is instead replaced by a soft smile, and her cheeks are bright red.
Stacie never blushes.
Like, ever.
"Um, since when do you talk to Aubrey?"
As if she forgot I was here, Stacie jumps, and drops her phone on the bed where I can see the smirking emoji that she had sent to the former Bella captain.
"Oh, um, all the time," she stutters. "We talk about guys and stuff."
Holy crap.
Who is this girl next to me?
"Stacie, are you and Aubrey a thing?" I ask in the most calm voice possible, even though my head is spinning from the thought.
"What? No!" the girls eyes get wide. "We're just friends!"
I roll my eyes and hand her back her phone. I'm starting to thing this entire house is full of lesbians. At least Stacie knows she likes Aubrey, and not like Beca and Chloe, who are complete idiots.
Before I can question her any further, there's a series of knocks on the bedroom door that can only belong to one person.
Stacie relaxes and her usual smirk forms on her lips.
Saved by the bell.
"Hey, Legacy," she waves to the girl and picks up her textbook, then turns her smirk to me. "Thanks for babysitting. The kid won't leave me alone and I'm trying to study."
I glare at her for a moment, before getting up to leave with Emily. The clumsy girl hugs me excitedly, then grabs my hand, leading me out the door. Needing to get the last word, I look back to Stacie and smile sweetly.
"Tell Aubrey I said to keep it PG."
The answering glare is enough of a response, so I leave quickly with the excitable freshman.
The walk to campus is mostly full of Emily blabbering on about anything and everything. I feel like some people would find it annoying, but I find it endearing. I wish that I had the zest for life that this girl has.
"So, Em. Are you excited for the performance tomorrow?"
"Oh, yeah!" Emily claps her hands. "I can't wait, it's gonna be aca-awesome!"
I'm still not quite sure why the girls add 'aca' to almost any word they want to, but you won't catch me doing that.
"Do you think you guys are ready?" I ask, not quite sure that they are.
"Yep! We're totally going to rock it!" she skips a little bit ahead of me. Yet again, I question who the older one is.
I guess they'll find out at practice later.
She bites her lip and deflates a little bit, "It's kinda sad, you know?"
"What do you mean?" I cock my head to the side, confused.
"All the girls are seniors, so they're gonna graduate this year. You'll probably go with one of them, and I'll be all by myself. I don't think I can run this group like Beca does," my stomach lurches at the sad lilt in her voice as she rambles on.
I've noticed that the legacy pretty much idolizes Beca, even though they don't spend a lot of time together. Her words also bring back the uneasy feeling of not knowing where I'll be at the end of this year. I'm pretty sure that my stay with the Bellas, is only temporary.
Almost all of them are going to be moving on, and the baggage of a foster kid isn't something that any of them need.
"Hey, Emily,"
"What?"
"Put a sock in it," her eyes widen at my words but at least the blubbering stops. "If anyone can lead a new group of Bellas, it's you."
A shit-eating grin starts to form on her lips. "You think so?"
"I know so," I barely finish before she lifts me off my feet in an embrace and swings me around in a circle, squealing.
"Em!" I laugh, as she comes to a halt. "Put me down!"
"Aw, but you're so cute!" she literally bops me on nose.
I'm not cute.
"Whatever," I push her off me. "Let's go feed the ducks, you dork."
We hang out around the park for a while, getting lunch from one of the venders. After that, we feed the ducks at Emily's insistence. I was pretty sure the ducks were going to choke on the huge chunks of bread the girl was throwing into the water.
A little bit later, Emily's phone chimed and she grabs my arm and starts leading me away, saying that Chloe had sent a group text to make sure no one missed practice.
The auditorium is not too far away, and we make it there first, waiting for Beca to get there with the keys.
By the time the short brunette gets here, the rest of us have been waiting a solid twenty minutes, Amy getting ready to break the door down. I'm not sure why though. I'm pretty sure that Lilly could pick the lock in seconds.
"Where have you been, Beca?" Chloe pushes her way to the front of the group. "We were supposed to start at six!"
"Sorry, I was hanging out with Jesse and we lost track of time," she opens the door and we all file in.
Fat Amy and I exchange disbelieving looks, but I nudge the other girl before she can open her mouth and set off a series of unnecessary events.
The final practice before the performance is interesting to say the least. All I can say is that there are a lot of props.
A lot.
There's so much going on that I'm not quite sure where to focus my eyes. At the end, Chloe asks me what I think, and with the rest of the girls looking at me with excited eyes, I have no choice but to lie.
"Looks great!" I cringe as they exchange high fives.
It's too late for them to change the set, anyway.
Hopefully they're able to pull it off.
Sooooo, I'm starting to wonder whether or not to have Emily and Grace to become a thing. I've heard from a couple people who are interested in it, so I wanted to know what you guys think! Let me know in the reviews or send me a pm.