#beccgallanter

Wrapping my arms around Jesse's neck, I felt him pull me flush with his body. He trailed his hands down my sides and let them rest on my hips. I pulled away after a few more minutes, knowing that if I didn’t, we probably wouldn’t have stopped. 

"We should probably cool it Jess." I said, even though my body was screaming at me to do the exact opposite. It wouldn't be good to have one of his parents or his sister to come in. So far, things seemed to be going well between me and Jesse's parents, and I didn't want to do anything to screw that up. It felt so nice to be in a house that was warm and inviting, with inhabitants that actually cared, rather than at my mom’s house with it’s stark walls, or my dad’s where I never felt like I fit into his new life with Sheila.                   

"Yeah. Your probably right." He said. We made our of his room and back downstairs. As we walked, Jesse pointed out where everything was in the house. Jesse’s bedroom had a bathroom attached, which would help to avoid any awkward meetings with his family. We made our way into the kitchen where both of his parents were. They both smiled as we came into the room. 

"Has Jesse shown you around, beca?" His mom asked. 

"Yes. The house is beautiful mrs Sw-" she gave me a look. "I mean Julie." She smiled at me, and I couldn't help feeling comfortable around his mom. 

“I was going to take her outside and show her the back." 

"Sounds good Hun. We'll be having dinner in about an hour, so just be back by then." She said. Jesse nodded before taking my hand and leading me out a door. OK, seriously, I thought this house was nice when I first saw it, and it just seems to keep surprising me. Jesse led me out onto a really large deck, which was attached to the house. I let my eyes scan the yard, which was beautifully designed. 

“You brought a bathing suit right?” Jesse asked. Yesterday, while I was packing, Jesse decided it would be a good idea to go through all the stuff I was putting into my suitcase, and he ended up making a mess of things. I didn’t stop him, just watched waiting for an explanation with my arms crossed, a glare on my face.  After about a minute of digging, he looked up at me and demanded that I bring a bathing suit. So the fact that he was asking me if I brought one was kind of stupid.

“You know damn well I brought a bathing suit. You packed it for me.” I reminded him. “why.” He just pointed off to his right where a swimming pool sat. Seriously? OK, did I miss the conversation where Jesse told me about all this stuff. 

“Come on,” Jesse said wrapping his arm around my waist and leading me off the deck, “I want to show you something else.” He lead me down a path which snaked its way through the yard and then through a clump of trees. As we came to the end of the path, my eyes traveled down a small hill and landed on water. His house was on a beach, and not your typical, crowded beach. From the looks of it, this beach was just for the houses that sat on it. OK, now I’m sure I was never told about this. That my boyfriend’s house is on a beach. Yeah, I think I would have remembered that. I bet he purposely didn’t tell me about this. He probably had been planning all along to drag me here and have one of your typical dates on this beach. I guess I shouldn't be surprised though. Jesse is the king of all things sentimental and corny. I can’t really say I hate that about him though. If I’m completely honest, its one of the many things that I love about him. I could never tell him that though. It would go straight to his head.

Before I knew it, Jesse was leading me down the little hill onto the beach. Of course. I knew he would want to take a walk on the beach, hand in hand. I’m surprised he didn’t wait until sunset, but knowing Jesse, he’d probably just drag me back out here later.  It is really nice though. We walked for a while, neither of us saying anything, both of us completely content just being with the other. After a while, I found myself sitting in the sand, wrapped in Jesse’s arms. 

“I know I already said this, but I’m really happy your here Beca.” he said, wrapping his arms tighter around my waist. I turned my head slightly so I could look up at him. Reaching up, I pulled his head down so his lips met mine. He turned me in his arms and leaned me back in the sand, kissing me the whole time. I trailed my hands up his toned chest and over his shoulders until I reached his neck. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held him to me. As cliché as making out on the beach is, I can’t say I didn’t like it. It was so peaceful here. This boy has turned me into such a sap. We probably would have gone a lot further if a voice hadn’t interrupted us.

“Yo Swanson!” Jesse and I pulled apart and looked down the beach and saw two guys walking towards us. I felt a blush rise in my cheeks as Jesse pulled me up from the sand. I brushed myself off and we walked a bit down the beach to meet the two guys walking towards us.

“Beca, these are my friends Bryan and Peter.” Jesse said motioning to each one. They were both around Jesse’s height. Peter was blonde and could probably be considered your typical “pretty boy”. Bryan’s hair was a light brown that looked to be really curly. His build was more broad than the other two.

“So she actually exists.” Peter said, looking at me. I saw Jesse grin as he wrapped his arms around me. “Jesse had told us that he got a girlfriend, but in all honesty, we thought he was imagining it.” Peter said grinning at Jesse. “Enchanté mademoiselle.” Peter said, taking my hand and kissing it. I just rolled my eyes. Of course Jesse’s friends would be like this. 

“Shut up. Yes, she is real, and quite deadly if you get on her bad side. Please note the ear spike.” He said, grinning down at me. 

“We’ll keep that in mind.” Bryan said.  “it’s nice to meet you Beca.” I could tell that Bryan was not as over the top as Jesse and Peter, and a lot more reserved. I smiled at him and nodded. 

“So Beca,” started Peter, “are you as obsessed with movies as this guy is.” He asked motioning to Jesse. I couldn't help the wry laugh that rose to my lips.

“Oh god no.” I said looking up at Jesse. “but he has committed himself to getting me to watch movies. Calls it a movication.” both of his friends laughed at Jesse’s word.

“Yeah that sounds like him.” Bryan said, clapping Jesse on the back. “Are you guys going to the party at Max’s tonight?” Bryan asked

“I didn’t know there was one.” Jesse said, looking at me. “what do you think? We don’t have to stay long.”

“Sure that’s fine.” I said. We stayed with Jesse’s friends for a few more minutes before heading back up to Jesse’s house.

“Are you sure you are OK with going tonight?” Jesse asked as we made our way back into his yard.

“Dude, it’s fine. When have I ever been shy about telling you what I think?”

“Oh, you are definitely not shy.” He said with a grin, his hand reaching out quickly and pulling me into him. I laughed, despite the eye roll I sent him as we continued walking up to the house. 

“Right. So you know I would tell you if I didn’t want to go, so don’t worry about it.” I said with a laugh. “If I can’t stand it, trust me, you’ll know.” He nodded, smiling at me as we walked back into the house. 

“Good timing you two.” Julie said as we closed the door behind us, a warm smile on her face as she carried a food dish into the dining room.

“Do you want some help?” I heard myself asking. With my own parents, I stay out of their way, and they stay out of mine, but it’s a completely different feeling in the Swanson house, and I really want his parents to like me. 

“Don't worry about it sweetheart, I’m just about done.” She said, and the smile she gave me said everything that I had missed growing up from my own mother. Jesse and I moved into the living room where we found Michaela watching something on the TV. I saw Jesse’s face light up as he led me over to the couch and pulled me down into his lap. I looked at the television and saw it was a some cartoon movie, with singing.

“Please tell me you have seen the Lion King?” Jesse asked. 

“Nope.” I said, leaning into Jesse’s chest. “Disney never appealed to me.”

“Are you sure you’re human? What kind of person doesn’t like Disney. That’s almost as bad as not liking movies. Who am I dating?!” I heard Jesse mutter. Turning my head slightly, I saw Michaela staring at me, her eyes wide.

“Are you serious?!” And couldn't help laughing at the look on her face. I guess loving movies is a family thing, “How can you have not seen the Lion King!?” Michaela asked. I could only shrug.

“Michaela is kind of a Disney fanatic.” Jesse muttered in my ear. I saw Michaela narrow her eyes at her brother as she paused the movie. 

“I prefer the term Disney aficionado,” she said, raising her chin. “fanatic makes me sound like I’m crazy.” She said, still glaring at Jesse. 

“But you ar-” he was cut off by his sister trying to hit him with a pillow, which he managed to block, even with me on his lap. “just put the movie back on squirt.” Jesse said, as he wrapped his arms around my waist. I turned my eyes to the TV screen and after a few minutes, I found my self smiling. 

After a few scenes, Julie came out and hit the off button on the TV, much to the younger Swanson’s displeasure. I couldn't help grinning as she rolled her eyes at her children before turning to head back into the dining room, where dinner was waiting. We all walked in and were quickly joined by Jesse’s dad. As the food began circulating around the table, I again began comparing my own home life to Jesse’s. When I was at my mom’s house, we barely ever ate meals together, and if we did, it was usually take out. At my dad’s, well, I try not to be there for prolonged periods of time, at least when my stepmother is there. When she is, everything seems to be forced, and uncomfortable. Here, its so easy. His parent’s are what I had always secretly wished mine had been. Even when they were together, life was never like it is in the Swanson household. 

“Thank you again for having me.” I said, looking between Jesse’s parents. When Julie smiled at me, I didn’t have to hesitate to return it. 

“It’s our pleasure Beca. Jesse’s been talking about you so much, so we are so happy that we have finally gotten to meet you.”

“Thanks.” I said, and I found myself really smiling at her. It was so easy to talk to Jesse’s family. The conversation was not forced and seemed to just flow freely.

“We wanted to meet you last year after the finals,” Ben said, grinning at us, and I felt heat rise in my cheeks, knowing that they more than likely saw that kiss, “but I think Jesse was afraid that we would scare you off.” He said, grinning at his son. 

“Oh, I knew you would scare her off then.” Jesse said, and his dad just laughed.

“Are you guys excited for this years finals?” Ben asked.

“Oh yeah.” Jesse said, a grin spreading across his face, which only grew as I narrowed my eyes at him. “the trebles are taking back that trophy this year.” 

“You keep telling yourself that love.” I said, patting Jesse's hand. I saw both of Jesse’s parents grin, and Julie have to stifle a laugh.

“Beca, you made the mix that your group did last year right?” Ben asked looking over at me. 

“Yeah.” I said looking over at Jesse. I’m not sure how much they know about what happened before finals last year, and I’m kind of hoping it is not that much. 

“Well jess, if she is doing that kind of thing again for this year, I think you and your group are going to have to step up your game a bit if you have any chance.” Ben said. The look on Jesse’s face was priceless. 

“Um excuse me, but shouldn't you be on my side.” He asked, with a slight grin, looking back and forth between his parents.

“We like Beca better.” Michaela said. I almost choked on the water I was drinking. Jesse glared at his sister, before sticking his tongue out at her.

“How old are you Jesse!” Julie exclaimed, trying to hold back a smile. Jesse just grinned at his mom, making her shake her head before returning to her plate. The rest of dinner went by quickly. Once dinner was over, Jesse and I made our way back up to his room to get ready for the party. The clothes we had on still had some sand in them from our outing on the beach earlier, so it was kind of necessary to change before going out. I quickly found a pair of jeans and a green tank top and slipped them on. I ran a brush though my hair, but decided to just leave it down. After about ten minutes, we were both ready. 

“Now, are you sure you want to go.” Jesse asked, and I didn’t even try to hide my eye roll.

“Dude, I don’t know how else to tell you that I’m fine with this.” I said. “if you don’t want to go thats fine. I really don’t care either way.” I said as I sat down on his bed. I could see him struggling with something in that mind of his, but for the life of me, I didn’t know what could be bothering him.

“It's just,” he started as he sat down next to me, “some of the people I went to high school with, who will probably end up being there tonight, can be less than pleasant when they want to be.” 

“Well, so can I.” I said, and I got the smile I was looking for. “look Jesse, you already told your friends that we were coming. Lets just go for a bit, and then,” I said as I moved closer to him. I let my voice drop as I said the next part, “And we can have our own little party.” I said as I snaked my hands up his chest.

“I like the way you think.” He breathed, as he leaned down and kissed me. As we pulled apart, I quickly stood up from the bed, knowing that if I didn’t, we would never go anywhere. Taking my hand, Jesse led me out the door and down to the car. We would be using Julie’s car, since Jesse’s was still at school. It didn’t take long before we got to the party, and as we pulled up my eyes widened in shock as they took in the house. I had thought Jesse’s house was impressive. This house could call Jesse’s a cottage. Taking my hand, Jesse led me up a walk to the front door. He rang the bell and a moment later, it was pulled open by who I guess was Max. 

“glad you could make it man.” Max said.

“Thanks. This is my girlfriend.”

“Ah yes, the famous Beca.” he said. “Jesse hasn't stopped talking about you.”

“That's what everyone keeps telling me.” I said flatly, glaring over at Jesse. He must have gotten so annoying to everyone. I think every person I have met so far has told me something along those lines. I’m going to have to remember to punch him later. We moved further into the house, and it didn’t take long for us to find Bryan and Peter. 

“Hey!” Peter said, a grin on his face. “there’s my new favorite couple.” He said as we made our way over. 

“Favorite couple huh?” I asked raising my eyebrows.

“Yeah!” he exclaimed. OK, this guy has way too much energy. No wonder he and Jesse are friends. “You guys are kinda totally opposite, but in a good way,” he rambled. “it’s cute.”

“I wouldn’t use the word ‘cute’ man.” I heard Jesse say as I said, “I don’t do cute.” The guys both just laughed as they looked between us. 

“See!” Peter exclaimed, gesturing madly. “opposites!” out of the corner of my eye, I could see Jesse roll his eyes, despite the smile that was on his face. 

“I’m going to go find something to drink.” I said, mostly to Jesse.

“Do you want me to go.”

“I’m a big girl jess. I can go. You want anything?” 

“A beer would be fantastic.” He said before giving me a quick kiss.

“Aww!” I heard, and rolled my eyes at Peter. I turned to glare at him, and I felt a great deal of enjoyment at how fast his grin fell. 

“See,” Jesse said, trying to keep himself from laughing, “you don’t want to get on her bad side. She can be really scary when she wants to be.” Shaking my head, I began to move away from them, and made my way through the house to find the drinks. 

It took longer than I expected to find where the drinks were. After a little bit of searching, I finally came across the table that held all the drinks and grabbed two beer bottles. Turning, I tried to retrace my steps to where I last saw Jesse. After a few minutes of searching, I realized that I must have made a wrong turn somewhere, because I had no freaking clue where I was.

“Lost your way gorgeous?” I turned and saw a blonde guy looking over at me. He was obviously drunk, but was impressively still standing without any problem.

“I’m OK, thanks.” I said curtly, going to move out of the room. I heard footsteps behind me and when I turned the guy was right in my face. I backed up a few steps, trying to put some more distance between this drunk and myself, increasing my grip on the beer bottles in my hands as I moved.

“Now where is your rush,” he slurred, moving closer, “we haven’t been formally introduced.”

“And thats fine with me.” I said turning around to go a different way, but the guy caught my hand, making the bottles I held fall to the floor. Shit. That was my one line of actual defense.

“Aww come on now, don’t be like that. You look like a girl who knows how to have a good time.” He slurred as he began walking closer to me, forcing me to back up into a wall. He moved his eyes up and down my body, lingering for a few moments on my chest, and I felt like I would be sick from the way he was looking at me. He put a hand on either side of my head, trapping me against the wall. 

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I know you all probably hate me right now. I am going to try to have the next chapter up in the next few days. Your reviews are what help me do it. 

So here is the important note. This story is probably going to end up winding down in a bit, but I want to hear from you guys. Someone after the last chapter asked for drama, and I was able to write that in. What do you guys want to see happen? You can send me anything, from something as simple as asking for some drama, to a more complex idea, and I’ll try to write them into the story. Also, do you guys want to see more steamy scenes?

This story was never intended to get to be as long as it has, but I love what it has turned into. It is all because of you guys. I had always intended to write a long fanfiction, which was going to take place in their sophomore year.

NOW here is the plan. I am working on another story that is going to be the sequel to this. It is going to take place throughout their senior year, and trust me, that one is packed with drama. I just wanted to give you all a heads up about it. I don’t know exactly when it will be up, mostly because this one isn’t even finished yet. 

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