Hey guys. I fixed the typos. I'm trying to churn out this story as quickly as possible. I'm going to try to post one chapter a day, so we'll see how that goes.

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, songs, or the dialogue borrowed from Pitch Perfect.

Chapter 1

Beca POV

Activities Fair

After following Kimmie Jin out of the dorm, I watched her striding away from me. I knew that she didn't want to have anything to do with me. But, seriously? We have to live together for the year. Would it kill her to even give me a chance? I had fallen behind when I saw she rush up to the Korean Student Alliance booth. She never even looked back, just jumped into conversation with the closest person. I sighed and turned to take in my surroundings. I was surrounded by people who seemed so excited. Heaving another sigh, I started wandering. The booth sporting internships caught my eye. I stopped and glanced down the list. Finally! The campus radio station had an internship. Finally, something had gone right. I quickly signed up and moved away. The hope that something might actually be tolerable her at this stupid school had me rushing towards the sign that read "Barden DJs". It was a bust. The DJ stood for 'Deaf Jew'. Disappointment ran through my veins, and I let the Australian next to me distract the booth's occupants and made my escape.

I was just about to escape when a flyer was thrust into my hands. I glanced down at it, before looking up to meet the most beautiful crystal blue eyes I'd ever seen. My breath hitched and my heart started pounding. I hadn't felt such an intense attraction since I was 14 and realized that I wanted to kiss my summer camp counselor. Then she spoke, and the sweet friendly voice made heat spread through my body.

"Hi, any interested in joining our acapella group?" She asked.

"Oh, right. This is a thing, now." I replied wanting to hear her voice again. I could hear the excitement in her voice as she spoke about acapella and it did wonderfully inappropriate things to me. My defenses kicked in and I knew I had to do something to get myself away from her. I knew that I would want more than a one night stand from this girl. And relationships never work. Someone always leaves, and someone always gets hurt. I felt the snark building. I finally was able to glance away from her eyes and noticed the tall blonde standing next to her. She was beautiful, and a wonderful distraction. My eyes returned to the redhead as she started pointing out the various acapella groups on campus.

"So, are you interested?" She finished.

The snark boiled over. "I'm sorry, but it's pretty lame." I smirked. And immediately hated myself. The stunning redhead looked like I'd kicked her puppy.

"Aca-scuse me?" The blonde spoke for the first time, obviously offended. "Synchronized lady-dancing to a Mariah Carey chart-topper is not lame." She said with a forced smile on her face.

The readhead jumped back in with. "We perform all over the world. And we compete in national championships." She smiled encouragingly.

"On purpose?" I asked, feeling the smirk on my lips.

"We play Bacob Performing Arts Center, you bitch." The blonde replied. I felt my eyebrow rise at the same time my interest in the blonde raised. She gets feisty when riled. And I love feisty women. Shit, I was in so much trouble. I was starting to find both of these women to be irresistible. I had to get out of there.

"Oh, what Aubrey means to say is that we are a close-knit, talented group of ladies, whose dream it is to return to the national finals at Lincoln Center this year. Help us turn our dreams into a reality?" The readhead said, trying to cover for the blonde's outburst.

I finally saw my escape. Knowing it was a lie, I said "Sorry, I don't even sing. But, it was really nice meeting you guys." I smiled at the girls and quickly headed back to my dorm room.

I opened the door and saw that Kimmie Jin was still gone. I heaved a sigh of relief and slumped into my desk chair. I pulled on my headphones and opened the mixing program on my computer. As I lost myself in a new mix, the stunning blue-eyed redhead and blonde girl finally faded from my thoughts.

Chloe POV

Chloe & Aubrey's Apartment after the activities fair

I carefully watched Aubrey as she unlocked the door to our apartment. I could see the stress rolling off her in waves. I could tell that is she didn't relax soon, she'd spend the entire evening with her head in the toilet. Once the door was open, I followed her inside and dropped my purse next to hers on the little table next to the door. I let myself indulge in a small smile as I kicked my shoes in the general direction of the show rack. I purposely turned my back to Aubrey when I heard the quiet annoyed huff come from her. I felt her moving around behind me, picking up my shoes and placing the next to her own on the rack.

Still keeping my back to Aubrey, I stretched my arms over my head and let a groan escape my lips. I heard Aubrey's movements stop. I had to compose my face before turning back towards her. I saw the hungry look in her eyes and knew that I was starting to distract her from the stress of the day. Aubrey and I had been dating since our freshman year and I knew her better than she knew herself. If I were to just follow that look to its conclusion, I would feel better, but Aubrey's stress would come back the instant her orgasm subsided. So, I had to bring out the competitive side of my girlfriend. It was the only thing that really helped. Aubrey's jealous streak was so sexy, and brought a new flavor to the bedroom that I loved.

I flopped down on the couch and sighed. "So, I though today went well. I mean aside from that one sexy "alt-girl", I think we found some good possibilities."

Aubrey's eyebrow shot up. "Sexy? Are you serious?"

"Mm-hm" I all but moaned. "All that eyeliner just brought out her gorgeous navy blue eyes. And the way she snarked back at you. Mmmmm." I let me eyes fall closed as I lay back on the couch running my heads across my stomach. I hadn't anticipated that talking about the short brunette would also make heat radiate from stomach out to my extremities. I was so surprised; my eyes shot open and locked onto Aubrey's green ones.

She now stood above me, the look in her eyes almost predatory and her breath was short. "Chloe, you want her." Aubrey accused.

I couldn't deny it. I did want the girl. Aubrey and I were always honest with each other about these things and so I nodded. As I did, the image of the amused look on the girl's face when Aubrey called her a bitch flashed through my mind, causing my center to tighten and a gasp escaped my lips.

Aubrey noticed my reaction and paused to watch the flush creep over my skin. Her eyes darkened with desire and she all but purred, "What did you just think of?"

I wasn't ashamed. The idea of this alt-girl and Aubrey squaring off against each other was so hot, that I couldn't have resisted if I tried. I reached up and ran my hand up Aubrey's thigh under her skirt. I stopped an inch below her center. "I was just thinking about the two of you standing off against one another. It is so sexy. I think you've finally met your match, Bre."

She sucked in a sharp breath. I watched as she processed that. I saw the moment her mind had reached the same conclusion that I did. I felt the small shudder run through her body. Her eyes locked on mine and I knew. We both wanted her. It wouldn't be the first time we had added a third person to our bed, but somehow this time felt different.

I pulled Aubrey down for a heated kiss full of all of the promise of this desire we both felt. Later we would discuss how we would find this girl, whose name we didn't even know. As we broke the kiss grasping for breath, Aubrey pulled me up from the couch and dragged me down the hallway to our bedroom. For that night at least, all of Aubrey's stress and concerns over the Bellas was forgotten.