Date Written: 01-17-18
Edited: 05-01-18
-Sky
Once In A Lifetime
AN: A BeChloe fic in another Alternate Universe. This is inspired from "Goblin: the great and lonely God". So, here it is. Apparently, I came up with an idea that resembles the show.
We might follow some scenes from the Pitch perfect movies and as stated, the idea of the said drama would resemble this fic although there would be differences (it's fine if you have seen the show or if you're familiar with it, and it's also totally fine if you have no idea what it's about. We will have our own story build up in this one and twist, so no need to worry about not knowing what that show is about, but then again, this is BASED on the show.)
PS: This could get so Angsty in the future, so, read at your own sake. (This is a warning. Lol)
ENJOY.
Everything was blurry, all Chloe could hear was a stranger's voice. A voice she wasn't so sure if she had heard before. It sounded odd to her but there was something in that voice that makes her heart wince in pain. Why? Chloe isn't also sure why.
There's also this string, it's like a red string attached that only Chloe could see. She also has this gut that she had seen those pair of eyes before, but again, she does not understand why, but all it takes for her was one look… and she's a goner.
Well, she might be exaggerating, but really, she was sure she had felt the connection.
And it's weird. Chloe thought.
The redhead shook her head and took a deep sigh as she looked at herself for one last time in the mirror. She then licked her lips when she noticed how dry it is, she had forgotten where she placed her lip gloss. She should really have her head checked since she kept on forgetting things lately.
It was then when she heard her mom calling from downstairs, Chloe quickly grabbed her bag as she headed downstairs where she saw her younger brother Cody Beale, sitting comfortably on their couch.
"Are you not gonna hug your sister? Duh, I'm not gonna be here again for the rest of the year." Chloe sarcastically said, her eyes rolling at her brother. The young guy just scoffed and did not even try to move.
Chloe knew that her brother isn't really showy just like how any other teenager boys would be, though there are gestures from the young guy that would make her heart melt at his adorableness. However, she is Chloe Beale, and she loves affection. Like, so much. So, she walked towards her brother, startling him when she engulfed him in a bone crushing hug.
Cole flinched at his sister's contact, he did try to push her a little bit, but he knew that his sister wouldn't let go, yeah, she's just like that.
"You're just a couple of hours away, don't be so dramatic." Cole hissed, his face poker which was far from Chloe's, since the redhead is all smileys. Hell, her bubbliness could burn people who are like her brother.
"You're such a big boy. Make sure to tell me if you are planning to have a girlfriend with that attitude of yours, I might save the girl a little trouble." Chloe winked as she pulled away, mocking her brother who just grunt.
"Make sure that you won't be clumsy or too friendly in there, you always have trouble in your pocket." Cole retorted causing the redhead to just giggle until they heard their mom calling for Chloe once again.
He's right though. Chloe's bright and pleasant personality seemed to attract a lot of dangers, there are people who always wanted to take advantage of Chloe's kindness. It's proven, her life had been in danger a lot of times. She was even involved in this car accident where they thought they're gonna lose her.
Thank God, she was saved.
"Alright sweetie, make sure to update me when you got there. Please try to stay away from trouble this time." Mrs. Christina Beale reminded her daughter who nodded at her with a reassuring smile on her face.
The older woman always has this reaction every time she's sending Chloe back to Barden. Chloe embraced her mother once again, playfully rolling her eyes as she listens to her reminders and advices of what she should do and what she shouldn't. Chloe could not help but giggle, her mother was acting as if it'll be her freshman year again.
Chloe Beale was already on her third year in Barden University, a member of an acapella group in which she treats like her second family. The redhead was excited to see her best friend, Aubrey Posen, again. She also secretly prepares herself to hear Aubrey's scolding for she had not seen the blonde for the past few weeks because well, she stayed again at the hospital for she was involved in another accident.
She was sure to hear the; "I really think your middle name should be trouble or danger" line from the blonde once again.
"Barden, here I come again." Chloe whispered to herself, her eyes full of determination and excitement as she stood in front of Barden University. The dream school of everyone who graduates after high school, and well, dream school of everyone who has dreams and goals in life.
She stood there with a wide smile plastered on her face, almost jumped out of surprise when someone stood beside her,
"What a good way to start your first day. I like your fighting spirit." The tall brunette said with a kind voice.
Chloe glanced at the girl beside her and she quickly noticed the sexy appeal of the brunette. The tall brunette was looking just ahead, flashing her gummy smile. Chloe smiled to herself as she nodded enthusiastically. Maybe the brunette beside her had mistaken her for being a freshman.
"Well, I'll see you around." The tall brunette winked at Chloe, who was dumbfounded, before walking straight ahead.
Okay, did she just wink at Chloe?
Chloe took the long walk towards her dorm that she shares with Aubrey Posen, her best friend since grade school. The person who always makes sure her college life isn't really in chaos. Aubrey might be harsh at most times, but Chloe knew that the blonde woman cares. A lot.
The two hugged each other tightly the moment Chloe had entered the door. Well, they're that close. When they both pulled away, Chloe pursed her lips when Aubrey's face quickly frowned.
"What the hell did you do this time, Chloe?" Aubrey asked. Chloe took a step backward as she sighs, before sitting on the mini couch that they had with Aubrey following behind.
"I didn't do anything, Aubrey. Actually, I was waiting for a taxi on my way home since my mom's using the car when bad guys tried to rob me, luckily there's a stranger who came to my rescue." Chloe explained in a shortest way possible.
This wasn't something new to her, as stated, Chloe had been in different kinds of troubles. Whether it's an accident or just bad luck. The thing is, she is always at the same time and same spot for every time something bad would happen.
And she was always saved every single time. Her mother thinks that it was her late father who was serving as her guardian angel that she's been lucky enough to escape those situations.
Aubrey eyed her bes tfriend before huffing as she runs her hands through the ends of Chloe's red locks. Chloe moved her hand on top of Aubrey's, reassuring her bestfriend that she's fine.
"Well, I'm hoping you won't be in so much trouble this year. We're on our third year, Chloe. And we also need to win the ICCA's this year." Aubrey reminded her. Chloe only nodded with a small smile on her lips.
Right. The future of the Barden Bellas is in their hands now, they needed new faces in their group since Aubrey had kicked out two of their teammates last year for disobeying their number one rule; which is to not have any sexual relationships with their rivals, the Treblemakers.
It's too early for Chloe to say but she really thinks that they are bringing the trophy home this year. She just had this very strong positivity in her that it almost sends her whole insides into chaos.
A month after, the audition was held for the Acapella teams to recruit new members of their group. And as what Chloe had expected, they got two fresh faces in their group. In which both her and Aubrey thinks that would perfectly fit their group.
Stacie Conrad and Emily Junk.
Stacie happened to be a transfer student, who is also now in her third year, she was enthusiastic and easy going. Aside from her sexual insinuations, she gets along with the group so well. The thing about the tall brunette was that every time she would look at Chloe, the redhead could not help but feel like Stacie knew her already and it's like she knew all of her. Which was weird because Chloe is sure that she had never met Stacie before, unless, she did cross paths with her before, but she hadn't notice.
Whilst Emily, the ever so adorable and overly excited freshman student. Aside from being over too excited about being a Bella, Emily isn't that weird. She also has this innocence that even the Aubrey Posen wants to protect her at all cost. Well, she's still young and way different than the rest of the bellas.
Which by the way is consisted of Patricia Hobart or also known as Fat Amy, Cynthia Rose Adams, Ashley Jones, Jessica Smith, Lily Onakuramara, Florencia Fuentes and of course, Chloe herself and Aubrey Posen.
So, when Chloe said that Stacie and Emily would blend in perfectly with their group, she meant it. They had already been a group of misfits, so adding two more wasn't really a big deal.
"So… were you a natural redhead?" Stacie asked curiously as she sat behind Chloe whilst the others gather around for another bella meeting.
Chloe turned her head and a soft smile is plastered on her face.
"Yeah, I got it from my mom." Chloe answered with a nod.
Stacie muttered a silent; "Oh" as she slightly nods her head before shrugging. Chloe just smiled, feeling weird about the question.
It's not like everyone would ask her that question not to mention to start a conversation with her. Chloe really think that Stacie's somehow bizarre in a way. Though Chloe is totally fine with everything, well, she is already friends with a group of weirdos, so she doesn't mind what kind of oddness Stacie possess.
So, Chloe ignored it that when they started practicing their choreography, Stacie almost freaked out to stand in front of the mirrors and if it wasn't for Emily that effectively calmed the older brunette down, the rest of the girls will wonder what is wrongwith Stacie.
It's as if Stacie had this fear of mirrors, in which Emily had hesitatingly confirmed.
"It's eisoptrophobia."
Despite the suspicious expression displayed on Emily's face, the girls nodded their head in understanding. But then, as if something wouldn't fit right on the puzzle, Emily followed it up with letting them know that Stacie had managed to over come that fear over the past few years.
This just indicates that Emily and Stacie must've been really close to know these stuffs.
Chloe walked near the two brunettes, worrying about Stacie. She threw a look at Emily as if she's asking whether it is fine to interrupt them. The younger brunette just nodded with a small smile on her lips, Chloe returned the smile as she approached them. Stacie shifted her head as the redhead places a hand on her shoulder, offering comfort.
Despite wanting to know more about the older brunette, Chloe decided that it wouldn't be appropriate to force her to share her story, because even though Chloe is known for having little ideas of what personal boundaries means, she still knows when it is okay or not okay to invade a person's privacy.
"Are you sure you don't want to skip practice today, Aubrey said it's fine if you're not feeling good. Also, I'm sorry about earlier… I didn't know." Chloe said with a genuine voice that made Stacie smile.
The brunette only shook her head as she looks at Chloe's eyes to let her know that she is fine.
"I'm fine. Sorry I freaked out… it's just, I don't know. I'm still not used to it." Stacie answered, giving Emily a side glance. Chloe looked between Stacie and Emily for a few seconds before nodding, her hands patting the top of Stacie's shoulders.
"Okay then, you sure you don't need to see your doctor?" Chloe asked receiving a quick head shake from the two brunettes, the redhead furrowed her eyebrows, eyeing Stacie carefully before letting out a small sigh.
"Although, can I just make a quick phone call? I just needed to call someone." Stacie responded, grabbing her phone out of her pocket. Chloe nodded with a "Sure", the tall brunette then stood from her seat, exiting the auditorium.
Emily shifted from her seat, and in a span of a few weeks that Chloe had met the younger brunette, she could tell that Emily is bothered by something. Which added to a pile of confusions and suspicions in Chloe's head.
"Are you alright, Em?" Chloe extended her arm out to hold Emily in her arms.
The younger woman nodded her head with a smile, almost similar to Stacie's, resting her hand on top of Chloe's.
"Sorry, we're not really this weird… it's just, it's not us when we're incomplete." Emily stammered while fidgeting with her fingers.
Having heard of the other friend that Emily and Stacie had left behind, Chloe nodded her head in understanding. She thinks it's kinda cute that they act this weird if they are separated from one another, surely, they treat one another like family.
And before Chloe could wonder about who, or where their other friend is, Aubrey called her from the other side of the auditorium. She looked at Emily who nodded at her, whispering an; "Go ahead".
Chloe then started walking off towards where her bestfriend is standing, she looked behind her back first to check on Emily before turning back to Aubrey who is now looking at the same direction.
"Are they alright?" Aubrey asked before diverting her eyes back to the music sheets that she was holding.
"Yeah, maybe they're just like you know, still uncomfortable since they just moved here." Chloe answered with a shrug.
"Right, well, the librarian just texted me he asked if we could come and help in storing the old books in the storage. Wanna come?" Aubrey retorted as she starts grabbing her things.
The blonde turned to the rest of the girls before announcing that the practice is over, and before Fat Amy and the rest could cheer in happiness, she muttered something else about meeting at the exact time the next day.
"They should just throw these ones, Bree. They're all… old and dusty." Chloe complained, her face scrunched up as she tried to hold the piles of unused and outdated books in the storage room of their school.
Aubrey let out a tired sigh, sporting the same expression as Chloe's.
"I also don't get why they wanted to keep those books. Look at them, I'm pretty sure the authors or the owners of these books were the same age as my grandma." Aubrey countered as she carefully dusts off the shelf, before tilting her body to reach the books that Chloe had arranged for her to put on the shelf.
"No, I think that these books were actually older than our great, great grandparents." Chloe snapped back, receiving an eye roll from the blonde. Aubrey glanced at the book, noting that, that one is written during World War I.
Chloe shook her head as she tried to wipe off the dust on the book that is currently on her grasp, thinking that these books would still have a better use if their school library would just donate it somewhere. Since, it's still books. It still contains something, anyways. Not to mention that some of them were written from maybe around the Renaissance period or probably even older.
It was then when Aubrey turned her body, expecting that Chloe is already handing her a new set of books for her to pile, but the redhead seemed to be zoning out for a moment, Aubrey called her best friend's name, effectively snapping her out of her daze.
Chloe came back to her senses, immediately handing the book she was holding but Aubrey didn't notice as she turned her back, the book falling from Chloe's grasp. The two looked at one another, before looking down on the floor, pages of the old book now scattered on the floor.
"Oh." Chloe silently whispers as she kneeled down the same time as Aubrey, quickly picking out the pages. Aubrey twitched her nose at the smell of it.
Just by the looks and well, smell of it, they could already tell that the book is probably more than a hundred years old. Which is both amusing and unbelieving.
Chloe stopped as she picked up an old photo, her eyes already trying their best to analyze the photograph but maybe it's the oldness of the picture that makes it hard for Chloe to figure something out. Aubrey turned to her, holding out a page in her left hand as she waves it in front of Chloe.
The redhead shifted her gaze from the picture to the page that Aubrey was holding, her brows knitting together.
"Look, it doesn't seem like a book Chloe. It appears to be more of a diary or something." Aubrey said as she scanned the page she was holding. Despite the ancient appearance, both women admired the penmanship on that paper. It was beautifully written.
Though they could not really understand what was written on it, since the language used seemed to be in Old English text. Like the way how Shakespeare had written his pieces.
It's the date that tells them that it is indeed written during the Elizabethan era. Which also indicates just how old it was, considering the current era that they live in now. This also meant that both had learned something from the English classes that they took in their course.
"I could only guess what this says, this is why I almost failed my theatre arts class, we did Hamlet for our play analysis." Aubrey commented as she roams her eyes across the paper, whilst Chloe tries her best to make sense out of it.
Soon, they both gave up as the only thing they had understand was the quote from Shakespeare; "I do love nothing in the world so well as you – Is not that strange?" -Much Ado About Nothing
Chloe strangely felt a sharp feeling in her chest as soon as she finishes reading it, her eyes stared on the initials used although it's barely readable.
"Awe, that is so sweet. I remember my English prof explaining that quote to us before." Aubrey said with a tone of admiration in her voice.
Chloe knew what that meant too, heck, they both took the same class before.
"It sounded so sad." Chloe whispered causing Aubrey to shot up her head and gave her a weirded look.
Chloe runs her fingers through the paper as if she's tracing every single letter written on it. It was then when Chloe felt that same connection.
And then again, it really is weird.
Yet, Chloe feels as if she had longed for that feeling.
Toss and turn.
Chloe was sure she had tossed and turned a few times that night, but she couldn't fall asleep. She turned once again to grab her phone and checks the time.
It's almost midnight yet the sleep still hasn't visited her. And for the love of God, she has an 8am class tomorrow. Chloe kicked her feet in the air, shoving her blanket away as she sits down at the edge of her bed thinking of a way to fall asleep easily.
Her mind then went back to the diary they had found earlier and maybe it's her curiosity that urged her to borrow it but apparently, really, the school librarian did not bother checking it out, letting Chloe take possession of it although the redhead promised to return it.
It's the thought of doing some experimenting that Chloe used to shake off the weird remarks that Aubrey gave her when she took the diary with her. Right, she's curious about the diary's content. And she also had this sudden interest at learning the Shakespearean language.
Like, it'd be cool right?
Chloe stood up and walked to where she usually places her bag, grabbing the diary she borrowed earlier that day before sitting on the chair, placing the diary on her study table. She then opened her laptop and opened a few tabs to search for an actual translator.
She's in the modern times, so it'd be easy for her to translate… if it wasn't for the oldness of the diary that she could barely read the letters written on it. Of course, the penmanship is amazing, but maybe it's the time that had passed by when it was written that the ink had started to fade away. The redhead concentrated on it for a few seconds, as it seemingly works for her as she had successfully figured out the first word.
Her brows furrowed when she had finally completed a full sentence, writing it on her own notebook, she noticed that it's a mix of Shakespearean language and a way more older English text. Which just made Chloe more interested, and curious.
Chloe spent the next few hours trying every link that she sees on her search bar that would translate the texts in the diary into a more understandable language. Because honestly, after scanning each page, Chloe wasn't sure if the language used is still English or is it just one of those Harry Potter like spells.
Which Chloe thinks she's being ridiculous.
She leaned back, letting out a tired sigh as she brought up her hands to massage her temple when her eyes caught of the same photo she had seen earlier, inserted in one of the pages of the diary. She leaned forward, picking up the photo as she stared at it for a moment.
Maybe it's much more lighter in her room than that dark and old storage room in Barden that Chloe could now finally outline a figure in the photo. Although it still wasn't clear and doesn't make any sense, Chloe is now sure that it's a picture of a person.
She brought the photo closer to her face, her eyes squinting at the image as if it would help her get a clearer view. When she gave up, she flipped the photo and quickly noticing that there was something written on it. For a moment, Chloe felt like she is solving out a puzzle or she is channeling the inner philosopher in her for studying every word that she could make out of the photo.
"If 't be true thou art out th're, giveth me a signeth to alloweth wend." Chloe scrunches up her face as she tried to read the whole sentence before typing it on her laptop to translate.
And as if she had just read a tragic story, Chloe felt something poking in her heart, or maybe, squeezing it as she gasped upon reading the translated sentence.
"If you are out there, give me a sign to let go." Chloe read that one out loud, she tried translating it with the other sites to and it's all basically just saying the same.
She's right about what she said earlier, the quote from Shakespeare was used differently. Chloe was not really the smartest person in her class, but she's sure about this.
Her gaze went back to the diary placed on her table, concluding that maybe it's content was dedicated for someone. It's the soft side of Chloe speaking, she felt sympathetic towards whoever the owner of the diary is. And it just filled the determination inside Chloe to figure out it's content.
Just as then when she shuts down her laptop, her attention diverted back to the photo. She stared at it for a few more seconds, and as weird as what the day had been for her…
Chloe felt a single tear rolling down her cheeks.
AN: I hope you guys could trust me on this one (lmao), also this is new for me because I have never written a story in this genre. (Let's see how this would roll.) Pardon from the mistakes (as well as the future mistakes to be written) and, everything that will be mentioned here is purely made up only.
PS: This is former; "Someday, Somewhere" but I changed the title into "Once in a Lifetime".
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Pitch Perfect characters, plots and movies. I also do not own the Goblin: The Great and Lonely God (the ideas of it in particular).
