*3* Party

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"Oh my God! oh my God! oh, my God" Chloe kept saying as we left the building, Fat Amy looked at Chloe and said "Chloe, don't blame yourself, your ginger that's punishment enough." It took everything in me to stop me bursting out with laughter. " This is not all your fault." Beca said. "Yeah, this is on all of us. " I continued. "So, if we don't win the
Worlds, then what are we? Just a bunch of girls that hang out?" Staci asked. "What's wrong with that?" Cynthia asked, winking. "If we don't win, the Bellas are over." Chloe said, "This is the biggest challenge that any of us have ever faced." Man she is getting a little emotional. " When I was nine years old, my brother tried to sell me for a chicken, so..." Flo said, everyone gave her a concerned look, Beca walked away to answer her phone. Then Staci spoke up again, "Well, I will do whoever it takes in order for us to get back to the top." Staci and her unstoppable sex addiction. " You mean whatever it takes." Fat Amy corrected her, "Yeah, I'll do that, too." We all put her hands in the middle "Beca, Beca!" Chloe got Beca's attention. She jogged over looking really happy with herself, we did our hand thing.

*Later*
" It's been months and we're still getting hate mail?" Staci said, going through a box filled with letters. Flo opened a package and read the note out loud, "For your hairy situation?" and she held up a box of razors, "There for Amy's err... ryadovyye." (Privates) I tried to explain, looking up from the fridge. "oh.." She realised and put the razors down.
"Okay, we are officially registered." Chloe announced, " Update your passports, ladies, because we are going to the very sunny, very beautiful, Copenhagen! " Everyone celebrated and then ...... asked "Where is that?"
"Denmark, you twats," I said, "Ok who ate my blueberries?" Fat Amy looked around, seeing Beca wasn't here she quickly shouted "Beca ate them, all of them, it was not me at all!" I glared at her.
"It looks like the competition has been dominated by that stupid German group that took over our tour." Chloe said looking at the world's website, " We need to scout those Deutsche-bags." Amy said, everyone nodded, " But how good can they be? Germany hasn't produced a good singer since David Hasselhoff." Good point Amy. " We're gonna crush them. And when we do, we can stick it to these chumps who send us all this hate mail, like, Sonia Sotomayor." Amy read the name on the bottom of the letter, holding it up. Someone had cut out letters from newspapers and magazines to spell DIE BITCHES DIE. "Judgy suka" I said (Bitch) "Woo-yeah,  Has anyone talked to Beca today?" Chloe asked. "Eh no, I've not." I moved the milk and found a packet of blue berries. "How can you even eat that many berries?" Staci asked, I just shrugged.

                Me
                Don't wanna be an American idiot

                Don't want a nation under the new media
                And can you hear the sound of hysteria?
                The subliminal mind fuck America

                Welcome to a new kind of tension
                All across the alien nation
                Where everything isn't meant to be okay

                Television dreams of tomorrow
                We're not the ones who're meant to follow
                For that's enough to argue

                Well maybe I'm the faggot America
                I'm not a part of a redneck agenda
                Now everybody do the propaganda
                And sing along to the age of paranoia

                Welcome to a new kind of tension
                All across the alien nation
                Where everything isn't meant to be okay

                Television dreams of tomorrow
                We're not the ones who're meant to follow
                For that's enough to argue

                Don't want to be an American idiot
                One nation controlled by the media
                Information age of hysteria
                It's going out to idiot America

                Welcome to a new kind of tension
                All across the alien nation
                Where everything isn't meant to be okay

                Television dreams of tomorrow
                We're not the ones who're meant to follow
                For that's enough to argue

Then the rest of the night was a blur .

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