Stage 2 [Pitch Perfect/Jesse x Beca Fanfic] COMPLETE :)

Chapter 8 (part 2)

**SPOILER ALERT** WELL NOT REALLY.

Anyway haha, just telling you peeps that when I’m writing singing scenes, I’ll be posting with character is singing it like this:

e.g.

Rheed: Don’t listen to a word I say

All: Hey!

Rheed: the screams all sound the same…

Yeah, I don’t particularly LIKE this, but it just helps with my writing and setting the scene and shit… so thanks haha

**Rich’s (Sonic member) POV**

I sped down the corridor of the science wing, hurrying to hand my paper in before it was overdue.

At 11:16pm it had a very large chance it would be.

I had 4 minutes to get it in.

“Dammit.” I mumbled and started to jog.

“So this weekend at the bowling alley?”

I stopped jogging and turn to look at the room I just passed. No one should be here so late.

Not counting me of course.

I had to bribe the janitor to get in so late.

Crouching down, I backed up and peered through the window.

Of course it was the Bellas.

I was mildly surprised that they actually knew there was a science wing.

“Yes.” Beca said. “They’ll all be there this Saturday, at 4, which gives us 3 days to rehearse.”

Sounds like they were planning to bomb the Trebles.

I quickly pulled out my phone to text Rheed when I saw the time

11:21pm.

“CRAP!” I yelled, and then quickly covered my mouth. My paper was late and they probably heard me.

Still crouched, I scurried around the corner and out of view just as the door creaked open.

“You’re imagining things, Amy.” Shannon said.

I slowly edged out as they got back to talking.

“This is going to be the best bomb ever.” One of them said excitedly.

That confirmed my suspicions.

They were going to bomb the Trebles.

And we were going to re-bomb them.

**Saturday**

**Jessie’s POV**

I had the whole group get together at the bowling alley for some team bonding. We’d been really out of sync lately and with this bomb week on, we needed to get our heads together.

Noel-one of our new members was about to bowl when the music began.

All (Bellas): Mama told me not to waste my life

She said spread your wings my little butterfly

Don't let what they say keep you up at night