Blame It On Boogie Pitch Perfect Novels & Stories

“Can’t you try to understand this situation from my viewpoint?” “Puckett,” Gwen sighed. “I’m sorry that I made your almightiness fall for me. I really am. I'm sure it must have been so hard to have feelings for someone who will never return them. It must have been so hard for you not to invade my privacy and degrade me. I’m so sorry that this happened to you. I’m sure you would have preferred to continue on with your awesome life of having the entire country swoon over you. I truly deeply apologize for all of this.”

no" Makes you feel good, yeah I know you're out of my league But that won't scare me away, oh, no You've carried on so long You couldn't stop if you tried it You've built your wall so high That no one could climb it But I'm gonna try Would you let me see beneath your beautiful? Would you let me see beneath your perfect? Take it off now, girl, take it off now, girl I wanna see inside Would you let me see beneath your beautiful tonight?" I had no idea he was such an amazing singer. I did my business and went downstairs to the kitchen. I was expecting an empty house without any groceries, but I was rather impressed when all the cabinets were stocked and the refrigerator had everything in my fav

I asked, crossing my legs. "Sure, Ms. Perez. I know you expect nothing but perfection and my team is the best in the company. I can assure you that," he stated confidently and I nodded with a smile. "That's convincing. I'll call you if I need anything," I dismissed him and let out a huge sigh, thinking about all the events that unfolded today but more importantly my mind was stuck on a certain pair of grey eyes that kept haunting me since that day at the club. It was supposed to be a one-night whatever like he said and of all places, he had to work here.

I needed just this. "You're enjoying yourself, aren't you?" Princess Naomi's voice preceded her as my eyes caught her standing, hands on her hips, with her eyes locked to me. "Why are you here?" I asked from the pool. "What does he see in you that he cannot see in me? There's nothing unique or amazing about you. You're just a leech who wobbled here to suck his life away, but I'm not about to just sit around and let that happen!"

He smiled smugly. “Yes, I blame you!” I screamed at him, not even understanding what he meant. I wanted to cry Stella’s name, the only friend I had in times like this. “Because it’s you, your kind, you damn rich people, who took my father’s dignity away! You, fucking rich people, killed him and my brother! You, with power in your hands... you took advantage of my sister, and you... your kind, Blake, brought us in this state, making my mom very sick and killing my dreams.” My whole body was trembling, and I was not even finished yet. I felt his hands releasing my arms. “It was your kind who paid my best friend to stay away from the person she likes the most and suffered from being away from h

The phone rang and Alan's deep voice answered. "Hello love, missing me already." "Alan, you need to stop playing tricks on me, bring down that article or else..." Alan's laughter boomed through the phone, making Elena's heart sink."Come on, love you already signed them and we got caught. I will settle you for taking the fall." Elena's grip on the phone tightened."How dare you? After ruining my life, with your useless mistress. You still blackmailed me". Alan's chuckles continued, mocking and annoying."Take the fall, Elena."

"Honey, I don't blame you anymore. If I weren't disabled, you wouldn't have done that. It's all my fault." Her sincere apology completely ignited the fury of everyone there. One hot-tempered man charged down from his seat with his fist raised, ready to punch me. Fortunately, security stopped him, saving me from disaster. The livestream comments began digging into my entire life. From elementary school through college, they dug up every detail of my life. [This bastard definitely wasn't a good person before either!] [He was probably a jerk even in school.] [Let's expose everything about this guy. I want to know exactly what kind of scum he is.]

“It’s my fault. All of it. She kept calling me, asking where I was—I ignored her. I was the one who couldn’t get my act together. Don’t blame her for my screw-up.” He turned, glancing at Clairessa—guilt plain in his eyes. “She doesn’t deserve that. If you’re mad, be mad at me.” Behind him, Clairessa stiffened. Her fingers twitched at her sides, but she said nothing. Adrian kept going, like he could somehow fix this. “She’s the reason that pitch even happened. She carried it. She saved it. Don’t punish her because I’m the one who failed.” Each word scraped at my patience.

His irritation was immediate. “What the hell happened here?” he demanded. The moment Sophia heard his voice and saw him, her eyes flared. “You! This is all your fault!” Victor raised an irritated brow. “My fault?” “Yes!” she screamed. “If you hadn’t hit Rose, that video wouldn’t have gone viral, and my reputation wouldn’t have been dragged through the mud!” Victor’s voice rose in frustration. “You were the one who stood by and let yourself get dragged into it. Don’t blame me for your poor choices!”

Once again, as always, her mother blamed her for everything. Diana didn't agree with that. That's why that night she had worn a short silver dress that highlighted every curve of her body, showing off her long, toned legs. Her chocolate-colored hair and green eyes. They made a nice contrast. She was sitting at the bar when the guy she had been most attracted to in college approached her and was now a successful business executive.