AN: This story has been floating around in my head for quite some time now and I finally got it out. I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 1

"Look Stace, I know you don't think we have a lot in common, but you and I are a lot alike," confessed EJ and Stacie smirked.

"Whatever you say, EJ."

"I didn't always want this for myself, the heir to the business, walking in dad's shoes." Stacie frowned in confusion and he sighed as he grabbed his glass of scotch on the rocks and took a sip.

"I wanted to go my own way and figure out what it meant to be more than Eric Conrad Junior."

"Then what happened?"

"I grew up a bit and realized that I was better in this role than anything else. It took Derek longer to realize, but our lives are pretty amazing. I know you only see the options mom and dad gave you as them controlling you, but they also know what is best for you. They chose those options to give you the best of everything in life, so get this need to be normal out of your system, Stace. You aren't normal. You are Anastacia Conrad, heiress to the Conrad Empire, and genius that is going to change the world. Embrace that," suggested EJ and Stacie sighed as she looked down.

"I am 18 years old, EJ. That is a lot to put on anyone's shoulders. I am going to orientation. Maybe I will meet some people there to hang with. Don't wait up." He slowly nodded, knowing that arguing with Stacie was always a lost cause.

Orientation was boring and full of the usual information overload that no one could really wrap their minds around. The goal was to survive the day and if lucky, find a few people to mingle with. She ended up making a friend that seemed a bit more reluctant to be there than she was, but her story sounded familiar.

"All I want to do is make my music out in L.A., but when your dad is a big man on campus, it becomes more about not embarrassing him. You can't be the chair of your department and have a kid that didn't even go to college. I traveled and put off the inevitable for as long as I could and even got my mom on my side, which is easy to do after the divorce, but there is only one thing keeping me here right now."

"Your dad threatening to cut you off if you didn't come?"

"No…well, yea, but mainly Chloe. You'll get to meet her tonight. She is amazing. We met last year when I came to visit my dad. He made me go on this stupid tour of the campus with him, but something good came out of it. She was one of his students at the time and we bumped into her on campus. She offered to take me out that night to get to know the town more and we have been inseparable ever since." Stacie slowly nodded with a smile. She had a feeling Beca was gay, but was curious when she didn't flirt with her, not even once.

"So you are in love and that's why you are putting up with your dad's request?"

"Totally and trust me, I don't love easily, but Chloe is the type of person that makes people fall in love with her. She spent the summer home, but gets back in tonight. I think you two will get along."

"Beca, that's really sweet of you, but haven't you two been missing each other? I don't want to be a third wheel."

"Hey, don't worry about it. Since I have my own room on campus, we have plenty of time to catch up."

"No way am I going to be the reason for you and your girl not having alone time together. How about you point me in the direction of a gay bar tonight and then you can spend some time with your girlfriend and I can meet her tomorrow," suggested Stacie and Beca bit her lip nervously. She really was enjoying hanging out with Stacie, but did miss Chloe dearly.

"Okay, fine, but we are buying you lunch tomorrow to make up for it."

"Deal, so where can I go to let loose around here?"

"Not sure, but Chlo would know. She mentioned a place she went before. I will text her for directions."

Derek gave her a knowing smile when he walked into the penthouse and put his suitcase by the door.

"Going out already? Didn't you just get here last night?"

"Don't tell me you are going to try to boss me around like EJ," she groaned, but giggled when he hugged her.

"Of course not, little sis, how are you liking Atlanta so far?"

"Georgia is way too hot, but I will make do. How was Tokyo?"

"Busy, but the deal went through. Conrad Industries is officially part of the market in Japan."

"Congrats and I want to hear all about it once I get back. I am going to a bar."

"Stace, you are only 18."

"And you were 16 when you would go to Club Infinity back home," she reminded as she showed him her fake ID. He rolled his eyes.

"Fine, but please be careful and call me if you need a lift. I don't want you getting a cab or anything like that. Call me and I will come get you."

"Sure thing, big bro. Now if you will excuse me, I am taking my new BMW out for a spin. Don't wait up."

"You know I will. Keep me updated," called Derek as she exited the penthouse. She knew she was getting off easy compared to if she was back in Portland. The deal she made with her parents was simple. She got to spend the next four years in college living life the way she wanted as long as she kept her grades up, and then she would go to her father's alma mater, Dartmouth, for graduate school. She would do the Conrad name proud by following in the footsteps of her family. She chose Barden, one of her mother's alma maters, because no one would know her and it was on the other side of the country from her family. She knew her parents were worried about her, but they raised her to be aware of her surroundings and made her take several mixed martial arts courses over the years. Stacie was blessed with her mother's curvaceous body, father's mesmerizing green eyes, and both of her parents' charm. Meeting new people came easily to her and she planned on using her first night alone in Atlanta to do something she wanted to do for years, explore her sexuality more.

In high school, Stacie only dated boys, but she noticed after her freshman year that she was attracted to women as well. It really depended on the person for her. Sometimes she wanted men and sometimes she wanted women, but she never actually acted on her desires for women. She planned to change all of that as she parked beside Flux, a gay bar Beca told her about. She showed the man at the door her ID and he scrutinized it for a bit longer before letting her in. The bar was tinted in blue light and a rhythmic beat pulsed around her as she headed for the bar. There were men and women dancing and laughing all around and she smiled at how free everyone looked. She saw a group of beautiful women dancing together on the dance floor and watched them after ordering a cranberry and vodka. A woman with a shaved head sat down beside her and gave her a flirtatious smile.

"You're new here. I'm Memphis and you must be new because I would have noticed someone as beautiful as you before." Stacie shook her hand.

"Stacie, I am new in town and just checking out the scene."

"How about you and I give the dance floor a closer look," suggested Memphis as she held out her hand. Stacie gave a kind smile, but shook her head.

"I am just going to nurse my drink for now but thank you for asking."

"Well if you change your mind, I'll be around." Stacie nodded and took a sip of her drink as the butterflies in her stomach went into full throttle mode. She was surprised by how nervous she was. Stacie was always confident in her ability to flirt, to date, and to have fun, but she was in uncharted territory. She took in a deep breath to calm her nerves as another woman sat down beside her.

"You look as nervous as I feel," said the woman and Stacie giggled as she nodded.

"I am new in town and trying to decide just how friendly I want people to be with me at the moment," admitted Stacie with a shrug and the woman giggled.

"I am not new in town and still trying to figure that out. I'm Bree."

"Stacie," she said as they shook hands.

"Well Stacie, I guess I don't have to ask if you come here often."

"No, I guess not. I just moved here. What about you?"

"Not new, but don't come here often. The truth is, I am pretty new to this scene and am not even sure if it is for me….which probably isn't the coolest thing to tell someone as a first impression," admitted Bree and Stacie sighed in relief.

"I am kind of in the same boat. I mean I am attracted to women, I am just not sure if this is the place for me or not."

"Since we can be honest with one another, I will also admit that I am here just for some fun, just testing the waters a bit."

"And what waters is that? The "am I gay" waters, the "just want a fun story to tell to friends" waters, or something else?"

"Definitely not here for a story to tell my friends and probably more trying to figure out what I am doing here in the first place."

"Oh, so the "am I even into chicks" conundrum, how is that turning out for you?" Bree bit her lip nervously and blushed, which made Stacie slip her hand onto hers. She smiled when Bree laced their fingers together. It was a surprisingly intimate move and Stacie didn't expect for her heart to flutter as much as it did.

"I promised I would be honest with myself tonight about everything I experience. I have a really bad habit of suppressing what I really want and lying to myself," admitted Bree and Stacie smiled slyly at her.

"Then what do you really want right now, Bree," questioned Stacie as she pulled the blonde closer to her.

"I want to get out of this bar with music I don't even like and instead would like to take you back to my place and see where things go." Stacie's eyes widened and Bree gulped.

"I mean, unless that isn't what you wanted or…." Stacie cut her off with a passionate kiss and Bree melted into it.

"Tell me, will there be any interruptions at your place? A jealous boyfriend, husband…."

"No interruptions, I have a roommate, but she is out for the evening and won't be back until tomorrow."

"Then lead the way," she said with a smile and Bree winked at her before leading her toward the exit. Stacie pulled out her phone to text her brother. She shared her location with him as a precaution and texted that she may not be home that night. She rolled her eyes at his instructions to stay safe and use protection. She was always closest with Derek, but still found it annoying how often he tried to treat her like the baby of the family.

"Everything okay," asked Bree as they got to the parking lot and Stacie nodded.

"Yea, definitely. I will follow you in my car. How about you give me your number in case I get lost," she suggested and Bree winked at her as she typed her number into the phone.

"Smooth way to get my number there, Stacie."

"Well, I figure if I got an invite back to your place, we should at least exchange numbers," teased Stacie as she called the number and Bree's phone rang.

"Now I have yours too, follow me, I have the black Volvo over there."

"A Volvo, how very practical."

"Oh I am usually quite practical, just feeling a bit adventurous tonight," teased Bree before getting into her car. Stacie hurried to hers and couldn't stop smiling as she followed Bree out of the parking lot. She was surprised when they headed out of Atlanta and in the direction of Barden, stopping at an apartment complex a couple of miles from the campus. She wanted to ask if she went to Barden, but thought better of it. After all, while she didn't technically lie about her age, she had a feeling Bree thought she was older than she actually was, plus, neither seemed to be too bothered with getting to know one another too much. They walked in silence as the nervous energy surrounded them. Stacie was pleasantly surprised by how tidy and neat the apartment was. She didn't have much time to look around before Bree pulled her in for a deep kiss. Stacie moaned and slid her hands down the blonde's body, stopping at the hem of her mid-thigh, black dress. She hiked up the dress and got an exhilarating surge of desire as she picked Bree up into her arms. Stacie loved being in control in the bedroom, something guys tended to have an issue with, but Bree didn't seem to mind as she moaned and wrapped her legs around Stacie's waist.

"Which room," mumbled Stacie as she peppered kisses on Bree's neck.

"End of the hallway," she moaned as Stacie cupped her backside and carried her down the hall.