Chapter 4

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so sorry!! (again) i had major writers block so if anyone has ANY ideas hit with an inbox!

i've already got heaps for later on its just some inbetween... :P 

anyway i've also had heaps of holiday homework for school and it is stressing me OUT!!

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**Jesse’s POV**

No one  was surprised more than me when I agreed to come the game today. And that’s including Beca.

“Um, what?” She had said.

“What, I like football…” I’d replied. It was a lame excuse and either

1: She bought it (not very likely)

2: She couldn’t be bothered finding out the real reason (most likely)

Honestly, I was only going to please her…and to see if these ‘Sonics’ or whatever were any good.

Mostly the latter.

Just don’t judge me, we really needed to prepare for Regionals this season, we’d lost the finals last time, there could not be a repeat of that again.

And seeing if this group were any good would help that.

**

“Get me a hot dog!” Beca yelled as I headed to the food stalls.

“Sure babe!” I replied.

“Dude you are sooooooo whipped.”

I spun around.

“Oh, hi Rheed.” I said through gritted teeth.

“Be sure to put mustard on her hotdog, she like, loves it.”

“And how would you know that?”

He raised his eyebrow. Beca said they’d been family friends, that must’ve been it.

“We used to date? Didn’t she tell you?”

What!?!?!?

They

Went

Out?

Beca. Lied. To. Me!

“W-what, w-hen, how?” I stammered.

“Oh it was nothing serious, just for a year or so.” He said as we moved up the line.

“Why’d you break up?”

Why do you care? A voice in my head said.

He waved his hand dismissively. “Oh it was nothing, she liked someone else.”

“Really?” I said surprised. Why was I caring?

“Yeah it’s nothing now, you guys are great together.”

“Thanks…” I wasn’t sure if he was being genuine or a dick. I just couldn’t imagine him and Beca, my Beca dating, it didn’t make sense. I couldn’t picture them together; then again I couldn’t picture her with anyone. What can I say? People tell me I’m the jealous type?

“Well, I gotta go.” Rheed said, interrupting my thoughts. “Show to perform you know..”

“Oh. Right, see you around.”

He just nodded and walked off.

“Can I help you?”

I looked at the cashier blankly.

“Can I help you?” They repeated firmly.

“Oh, right sorry, um I’ll have 2 hotdogs, 2 serves of fries, a thick shake and juice pouch.”

“Mustard on the hotdogs?”

“Um, no thanks.”

I needed to test a theory.

**

“Here’s your hotdog, Bec.” I smiled as I handed her the food.

“I didn’t ask for the fries and drink.” She laughed but took them anyway.

“Consider it interest.” I said and squeezed beside her.

Just as I started eating the Sonics emerged in front of the bleachers and began singing ‘Misery’ by Maroon 5, with Rheed taking the lea of course.

So scared of breaking it that you won’t let it bend

And I wrote two hundred letters I will never send

“Not bad.” I said.

Beca nodded. “Hey did you put mustard on this hotdog?”

Oh Crap.

I am in Misery

There aint nobody who can comfort me

Why won’t you answer me?

The silence is slowly killing me

“Oh, sorry, they were out.” I said, trying to focus on the performance.

Girl you really got me bad

You really got me bad

Now I'm gonna get you back

I'm gonna get you back

“Oh that’s ok.”

“I can run back and I see if there’s more.” I said hurriedly, feeling awful.

Why do you do what you do to me, yeah?

Why won't you answer me, answer me yeah?

Why do you do what you do to me yeah?

Why won't you answer me, answer me yeah?

“Don’t be silly!” She laughed touching my leg.

“I dunno, I just thought.”

“You are adorable.” She said nestling her head in my shoulder.

Girl you really got me bad

You really got me bad

Now I'm gonna get you back

I'm gonna get you back

 The performance ended and everyone was on their feet.

 Beca and I clapped along with them.

 “Looks like we got some competition.” She said.

 "Nothing wrong with that.” I grinned. 

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weow!! i got it up!! hahah i dont reaaaaaaaaaaaaly like this chapter but i did my best :)

PEACE OUT!!

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