Beca Jesse Pitch Perfect Novels & Stories

Tiffany’s POV I stared at the marks on my neck in the mirror. They were two halves of a full moon. My heat finally let up and I excused myself to use the bathroom and shower. When I got out of the bathroom there was a dress laying on the bed for me with heels. I checked them and they were in my size. I got dressed and got out of the room and into the living room where Jeremy and Jesse were waiting on me. “You look beautiful.” Jesse told me with a smile.

“I will never wear a stich that the whore crafts for me – she will sew poison into the seams – she will spin her whore magic –“ “Oh, for heavens’ sake, Mids,” Jesse says, laughing a little, wrapping the shadows that drift towards him around his hand and then pulling them into himself. “Cut the dramatics. This is just a fact of Academy life – Daphne’s going to be there, and you’re going to have to be nice to her.” Some of Midnight’s shadows clear as she realizes they’re having no effect on Jesse. They continue to waft around her even as her face returns to normal. “Can’t you just take her job away?” she says, pouting darkly.

“No. I don’t care if you are sorry. You lost the right to call me baby a long damn time ago. You don’t get a second chance after all the atrocities you have put me through! Fuck you!” She storms back inside the gate, right by me, like she didn’t even know I am standing here. Jesse dares to step up to me. “She’s my mate. Mine. And we are getting back together.” He acts like he might punch me. I stand up to my full height, unflinching. He thinks better of it and takes off, screaming obscenities at me as if I did something wrong. I roll my eyes and go back inside. Bella’s waiting for me outside my study. By the moon goddess, this woman is beautiful Her hair is down, parted down the middle, fram

(Sí), bonita (sí) Mi casa, su casa (Shakira, Shakira) Oh, baby, when you talk like that You make a woman go mad So be wise (sí) and keep on (sí) Reading the signs of my body (uno, dos, tres, cuatro) I'm on tonight You know my hips don't lie (no fighting) And I'm starting to feel it's right All the attraction, the tension Don't you see, baby, this is perfection? Hey, girl, I can see your body moving And it's driving me crazy And I didn't have the slightest idea Until I saw you dancing (yeah)......... Stephanie breaks her hips to the rhythm of the song, making the crowd cheer loud for her. Finally, she was done with work, when she got off stage she saw her brother. " HI Spencer, what's up?" sh

"Why are you looking at me like that? Let's get back to the game, shall we?" "I'm- I'm sorry," Jesse stuttered, apologizing. He was almost at a loss for words. "You're just so beautiful." She rolled her eyes violently at him then reached for two more shot glasses. Clink, shot, exhale. After a few more shots and guesses at names - Ava, Chloe, Danielle, Emma, Isabella, Madison, Penelope, Zoey and all the letters in between, Jesse was ready to give up. They've finished their line-up of shots and were now doing a round of beers. Jesse was feeling hot and tipsy, and so was cobalt blue.

“My name is Jessica Belles. I’m twenty-two years old, and I’m here to audition for the role of Graciela Evans.” The three judges exchanged glances, clearly unimpressed. They were about to dismiss her, having already seen countless failed attempts, but Scott raised a hand, signaling them to let her proceed. “The floor is all yours,” Scott said. Jessica closed her eyes and took a deep, calming breath. When she opened them, it was as if she had transformed into an entirely different person. “No... No...” Jessica’s voice cracked as tears streamed down her face. She fell to her knees, clutching tightly onto a mannequin piece on the floor.

they both shrieked in unison. "Video call. Immediately," Shelley demanded. Jessie agreed and hung up. A moment later, she called back via video. Once Beauty accepted, as soon as they saw her background,they screamed in unison. "Whaaaaaaaaaaat!!!" "Oh my gosh! Beauty, tell me that what I'm seeing behind you is a green screen edit." Jessie said. "Nope". Beauty replied, blushing. "You're so dramatic, Jessie. Move aside let me get a closer view," Shelley said, nudging in front of the camera.

Bev mocked. Jessie immediately brought her head up and fixed her focus on Bev. "What exactly do you mean? Did Taylor..." Bev started nodding. She didn't let Jessie finish her words. "She sent me a video of you dancing in front of a packed table in Vegas. You were...a lot of fun." Bev couldn't stop herself from laughing again. Jessie pressed her lips together. "I can't believe she'd do something like that to me." She frowned and clasped her fist.

"It'll be fine. Maybe we don't even have to tell him." "Yeah. Because that always works. Let's definitely do that." Jesse shakes his head, going back to his phone and replying back to Momo with the G****e Drive presentation from class today. He eventually heaves a deep breath and tucks his phone away, looking out of the window. "Are we in the fucking city?" Joaquin hums. "Predictable?"

“Oh my god! The President and Vice President are here! What a shocking revelation from the heavens!” Jessica yelled. Her cheeks were flushed a deep red, and her perfume smelled sharper than anything Josh had ever experienced. “Yes, we’re here—and the two of us will be joining the adorable game!” Tristan said. He adopted a fake British accent that sent a jolt of electricity straight through Josh’s palms. Jessica, Matt, Flores, and Meo laughed in a way that made Josh’s stomach twist. These students weren't in his high-ranking academic tier. They were average, normal kids who always found ways to get under the professors' skin.