Beca Jesse Pitch Perfect Novels & Stories

“He said it like a mission, Haven! Like I’m a quest item!” The moment Joaquin disappeared into his office, Jessy straight up lost it. “Did you see his face?” she shrieked, flapping her hands like a caffeinated bird. “Ethan looked like someone just told him he had to babysit a gremlin on prom night!” I collapsed onto my chair, wheezing into my palms. “You’re not going to let him live this down, are you?” “Oh, absolutely not,” Jessy declared proudly, already pulling out her phone. “I’m planning a playlist for the ride. It’s going to start with ‘Promiscuous Girl’ and end with ‘Careless Whisper’—for tension.”

BALI — Jessy’s Apartment Jessy was sitting cross-legged on the living room floor, surrounded by several documents she had arranged according to priority. Beside her, the laptop still displayed the production budget report that needed to be finished that day. Her face looked focused, though she occasionally let out a long breath—remnants of the emotions lingering from Bella’s video. Her phone suddenly rang. Jessy looked at the screen. “Mommy Rebecca.” Jessy paused for a moment, then took a deep breath before answering.

I replied, frowning at the memory of having agreed to be Jace’s date. Bea burst into a hearty laugh, which echoed in the room. She then pushed her black permed hair away from her face, revealing her glittery earrings that sparkled in the dim light. “Oh, Max, you don’t look like someone who’s happy to go out. Be irresponsible for once and have some fun tonight!”

Bella laughed — a real, bright, sparkling laugh that made Jesse’s chest ache with happiness. "Are you sureeeee?" she teased, dragging the word out mischievously. He growled low in his throat and pulled her closer, pressing a kiss to her nose. "Dead sure." She wriggled out of his grip just enough to grab the nearest pillow. And without warning— WHAP. She hit him square in the chest with it. Jesse froze, blinking down at the pillow in stunned silence. Bella smirked, sitting back on her knees like a mischievous kitten.

Jessi screamed on top of her voice ,she released from the hug and inspected Bea from head to her toes,she was glowing and healthy ,she hugged Beauty in tears,who also got emotional. Bae is nothing like she was before,she got this confidence that even I can't beat,I cam feel it already ,from her dressing which flattered her expensive curves and small waist to her make up and elegant way of talking now,Jessi was even teased by her,suddenly I want to have some fat and be identical with this thick Beauty,I never thought I would love to add a little fat one day. She looked towards me and our eyes met,I smiled in tears and went to her.

She asks, her voice shaky. “It didn’t go exactly the way we planned, but it still worked,” Jess says, rubbing her back. “He’s unhinged, and all we need is the right moment to push him over the edge.” “Okay,” Cassia says, pulling away and taking a deep breath. “Then let’s get this over with,” she says as she straightens her posture and a fake smile forms on her face.

You need to go out and get yourself a new man and forget about that asshole. You know that proverb; "To forget one man you need to be underneath another".they said in unison. "Don't worry we have the perfect dress for you". Jesse said giggling. "Awww,what would I do without you guys,your the best. Okayy...enough of the drama,lets get ready to partyyy. Jesse said. 20 minutes Later

"Okay. Thanks. What about some lip balm? That okay with you?" Jenson opened his eyes and almost smiled at the uncertainty in her soft voice. Her tone alone denoted nervousness and some anxiety, but he wasn't sure what caused it. "Yeah. Just nothing too pink or red. Please. Just trimmed my beard this morning. Don't wanna look more baby-faced than DJ over there." "DJ?" Jessi grinned, her dark brows creasing. They looked naturally thick up-close. Long lashes and almost puppy-dog eyes. Beautiful. And her skin had a youthful glow. Her entire face would be perfect for any makeup product brochure.

"Judd's a good man. And he treats you like a queen. I'm happy for you, Mom. I really am." Jessi paused to check her reflection in a mirror hanging on the wall. Her green eyes were bright with excitement. Cara had worked her thick auburn hair into a complicated style, weaving a thick, loose braid over the top of her head like a headband, and pulling the rest of her hair into a large messy bun in back. Copper tendrils fell about her face, and baby's breath had been tucked here and there. Jessi felt like a princess, especially in her long, cream-colored, flowy chiffon gown with its sleeveless lace bodice and deep V neckline.

"OMG, YESSS! Oh girl, pick me! Please, please, please! I am so in!" I feel a tiny twinge of guilt for lying to him, but c'mon–I have to see this through! "You got it, girl," I laugh, patting Jesse's arm. "You're officially in." "Oh, thank you, thank you!" he gushes. Then he gives me a look filled with renewed determination. "You know what? For that? I’m going to make you look like a goddess out there! I’ll make Cherry’s look amateur compared to yours when I'm done with you. Now come on!"