Aubrey checked herself in the mirror one last time and sighed. This was her first time she felt like she was actually doing something since being handed the pitch pipe that put her in charge of the Bellas. To say she was nervous was an understatement. This was her chance to redeem herself, to show Alice and those other bitches that she wasn't a loser and that she could do what they never could. This last loss was, admittedly, her fault; but she would show them she could get a great group of girls and lead them to the ICCA finals.

She wrung her hands in front of her. She knew it was going to be hard, she hadn't seen many promising candidates at the activities fair. The most promising one had been the weird Australian girl and she was nothing like the traditional Bellas. But Chloe was right, finding good singers was their priority. She nodded at herself, giving herself a mental pep talk, convincing herself that she could turn this whole thing around.

A knock on the door brought her back from her thoughts. "Bree, we're gonna to be late!"

She smoothed an invisible wrinkle down the front of her dress, and with one last look in the mirror she walked out of the room, finding her roommate in front of her door. The redhead looked almost as nervous as she felt and Aubrey gave her a reassuring smile, turning towards the front door. "Let's go find us some new Bellas."


Grabbing another audition form from the pile in front of her and moving it to the maybe pile, Aubrey allowed herself to relax. She no longer thought this was hopeless; the tomboyish girl with the pink hair had an amazing voice, as well as Fat Amy, and she had seen a couple other girls that, with a little guidance from her and Chloe, would be competition ready in no time.

Even Chloe seemed more relaxed, although every time someone left the stage she seemed to be ready to crawl right out of her skin, and when the next person came out her expression seemed to fall almost imperceptibly, like she was waiting for someone to show up.

She was about to ask what was wrong with her when the next person walked on the stage and all rational thought fled her mind. The first thing she noticed was the long legs that seemed to move in slow motion. Her gaze travelled up to the cleavaged shirt where it lingered on the perfectly formed pair of breasts. What she was definitely not ready for was the breathtakingly beautiful face that came with that body. She was immediately hypnotized by the most beautiful green eyes she had ever seen. A perfectly proportioned nose sat on top of deliciously thick lips that were moving, but Aubrey couldn't focus on the words coming out from them. The girl stopped talking and gave them a stunning smile. She was giving the girl another once-over when she felt an elbow to her ribs and Chloe leaned down to whisper in her ear. "You're drooling."

She closed her mouth and crossed her arms in front of her. "Am not." Chloe chuckled and gave her a knowing smile. She knew Aubrey had dated a couple of girls and, like herself, wasn't immune to a hot girl but decided not to tease her further.

Aubrey tried to focus on the girl's performance. The touching would have to be fixed but she could work with her voice and she was sure dancing wouldn't be a problem for the brunette with those long legs. She started imagining what other things those legs could do when she felt Chloe's elbow again. She chastised herself for letting her mind wander but she couldn't help looking at the sensuous sway of the brunette's hips as she walked offstage. She immediately took her audition form and read the name on the top: Stacie Conrad. She smiled and put the form on the growing 'yes' pile. Chloe smirked but didn't say anything.


Stacie was dancing around her room trying to decide what to wear. She had heard from one of the boys she met at auditions that there was an a capella only party that night after each team had their respective initiations. After the way the blonde girl looked at her, Stacie was sure she'd made it into the Bellas.

Stacie had been intrigued by the blonde. She could tell she was the one in charge and that she was one of those no nonsense, super focused kind of girls. But the way she looked at Stacie from the moment she stepped on stage was not the look of someone in control. She looked like she was about to jump across the desk, pounce on her and take her right there on that stage. Truth be told, that thought really turned Stacie on during her audition and might have increased some of her self-touching. Stacie was used to getting those looks from all kinds of people, she knew she looked good and she knew how she dressed. But there was something about that girl that made Stacie want to test how much she could make her lose control.

Stacie finished getting dressed and smiled at her reflection, she looked amazing. She put on lipstick and popped her lips. "I'm gonna get me some aca-booty tonight!"


Aubrey sat on the steps of the amphitheater, she'd already had a few drinks and she decided it was time to sit when she couldn't focus enough on Fat Amy to make out what she was saying. She looked at her new group of Bellas and smiled, most of them were drunkenly dancing with a couple of guys from the BU Harmonics. She sighed and hoped she had made the right choice with these girls. She only had doubts about that alt-girl but Chloe seemed to like her so she didn't fight it. Especially since Chloe didn't say anything about Stacie.

Aubrey smiled. She remembered how cute and excited the younger girl looked holding her scarf and reciting the Bellas oath. At the party, however, she had done her best to avoid the brunette. Even if Stacie was interested in her, starting something with another Bella might complicate things and she needed to focus on the competition. She hadn't had to try really hard to get away; the brunette stuck to the other girls and only ever came close to her when they were dancing but Aubrey managed to escape, claiming she needed another drink.

She frowned as she saw Kori grinding up against one of the Trebles and was about to go and put a stop to it when a body collided into her and a mass of red curls obscured her vision. "What are you doing sitting here by yourself? Come! Dance with me!"

The redhead grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the other dancing Bellas. Aubrey chuckled as she followed, twirling Chloe when they got to the dancefloor earning a cheer from the rest of the girls. She danced with Chloe for a bit but they soon fell back to dancing as a group with the rest of the team.

She closed her eyes and danced contentedly, relaxing and not thinking about anything. When she took a step back, she felt a pair of hands on her hips and hot breath on the back of her neck. "Hiya, capt."

She shivered when she heard Stacie's voice. The taller girl's hands were moving gently with her as she continued to dance, pressing her close to the brunette's front. "You've been avoiding me." Her voice sounded amused. "I wanted to get to know the person who picked me for the Bellas."

Stacie's lips grazed her ear and she had to bite her lip to hold back the moan forming in her throat. She turned around and Stacie rested her hands around the blonde's waist. "How do you know it was me?"

Stacie chuckled. There was something darkly seductive about that chuckle that made Aubrey feel like the younger girl's pray, but in this case, the predator was a very sexy, tall brunette with the most kissable lips. Aubrey blushed at her thought and took a step back removing the hands on her waist and holding them in front of her.

Stacie smirked and turned Aubrey around without letting go of her hands, swaying against her back again. "Chloe wasn't giving me the look you were giving me during my audition and she hasn't been avoiding me all night."

Aubrey could feel Stacie's breasts pressing on her back, her hips moving rhythmically against hers and her hands near her stomach. She allowed herself to enjoy feeling the brunette so close for a second, closing her eyes and leaning her head back, resting it on the other girl's shoulder. Taking it as a good sign, Stacie nuzzled the blonde's neck. When she felt Stacie's lips lightly grazing her neck, reality came crashing back and she froze. "I don't think this is a good idea."

She disentangled herself from the taller girl and started walking up the steps to get out. She had already made it halfway out when she felt a hand on her shoulder. "Bree, wait. Don't go. I'm sorry… I just… I'm very direct and when I thought you liked me I… I'm sorry, don't leave."

Aubrey looked up to meet Stacie's eyes. All her bravado was gone and all she could see in them was vulnerability. She squeezed Stacie's hand. "No, I'm sorry, Stace. I do like you… a lot, but we don't really know each other and I don't want to risk doing something that might hurt the Bellas." She held out her hand. "Friends?"

Stacie gave her a small smile and took the offered hand. "Friends."

Without letting her go, she pulled her back to the dance floor, this time staying at a respectable distance. The brunette stuck out her tongue and gave her a cheeky smile. Aubrey smiled back, trying to squash the feeling in the pit of her stomach. This wasn't going to be easy but it was the right thing to do.