Lynn Jones attends Barden University, on her first day on campus, a certain blonde captures her attention. See how stalking someone to an audition, makes her part of something she did not plan to be a part of.
Joining and staying in an A capella for...
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Lynn woke up from her late morning nap on Monday, tired from the exam she wrote early morning, and of course recovering from the hangover from the previous night.
Hearing a buzzing noise from next to her, she squinted her eyes and watched as her phone vibrated repeatedly.
"Uhhhhhgh..."
The caller did not seem to give up after the first few tries. Giving in; she grabbed her phone.
A picture of her and Aubrey displayed on the screen, after one of their Broadway musical outings, in their first year.
"Aubs? What is.."
"LJ! We're back in!" a heavy breathed voice answered.
"What?" Lynn asked, confused while wiping the sleep from her eyes.
"The ICCA! Apparently, the Footnotes' lead singer isn't a college student..."
Lynn sat up in her bed as her excited friend continued.
"...which means they had to be disqualified. The Bellas, we, are going through to the finals!"
"That's, that's..."
"Yes! So I really need your help contacting the girls. I'll contact Amy, Chloe, Jessica and Ashley, while you can contact the others."
"Okay.." the comatose girl responded, still trying to process the information.
"..and tell them all to meet us at the rehearsal room in 30 minutes."
"Okay.."
"Okay??"
"I mean yes, yes, see you later!"
"Great! Bye."
Ending the call, she fell back onto the bed with a groan.
"Oh noooo... I have to wear those damn heels again..." Lynn groaned, while throwing the blanket over herself. Not able to share her friend's excitement.
She did what Aubrey asked, she called Lilly and then texted Cynthia Rose, Denise, Stacie and Beca.
All of them had replied with excitement, except for Beca who didn't reply at all.
Just when she was about to get up from bed, her phone rang again.
"Good afternoon, is this Miss Jones?"
"Good afternoon, uh.. Hello. Yes, this is she."
"Oh, great. This is Felicity Parker, I'm the personal assistant of Daniel Glibber, at Quill..."
Lynn's eyes immediately widened, as she sat up straight, realizing it's a professional phonecall.
"Oh, hi."
"I'm sorry to call you so abruptly, but the meeting that we had scheduled for you on Friday to meet the panel had to be canceled, one of our director who's supposed to be attending will be traveling...So I was hoping if you would be available today for a quick call. 17:00 to be exact."
