A/N My first multi chapter fic! I'll do my best to update semi-consistently, but I hope all of you lovely readers enjoy!

"Come on Beca!" Fat Amy whined, dragging her friend along "It's going to be fun!"

Beca huffed, "Why of all clubs does Jesse have to celebrate his birthday here?" Beca knew she would show up to Jesse's birthday because he actually ended up being one of her best friends after ditching her old (and rather shitty, if you ask her) life behind and moving to Los Angeles. As fate would have it, Jesse lived two floors below her in the same apartment building, and Fat Amy was her roommate. Getting to know them had been interesting with Fat Amy's interesting stories about crocodiles and mermaid dancing and Jesse trying so hard to make Beca fall in love with him and his movies. Fortunately he gave up pretty fast on both aspects where Beca admitted she was not attracted to men or movies…except maybe the one movie she saw at one of her only high school parties.

Fat Amy merely shrugged, "If we were at your club you'd be working the whole time."

Beca was about to object, but realized that Fat Amy and Jesse were probably right…but to have his party here…

"Get over it, Beca" Fat Amy bluntly stated. "You're more stubborn than a crocodile trying to wrestle me, I swear."

Beca chuckled, "Fine, fine. I still don't want to be around her though." Beca bitterly added.

Fat Amy rolled her eyes, "She'll be at the DJ booth you won't even have to see the flamer."

Beca smirked at the choice of words. The two girls walked into the small club and were instantly met with the strong smell of alcohol and blasting of a very upbeat mix. Beca, unable to help herself, looked over the crowd and, sure enough, in the DJ booth was the red haired "DJ Bella".

Stupid name, Beca internally growled.

The two DJ's met only a few weeks after Beca had moved to Los Angeles. Beca had actually auditioned for this club specifically, but the other DJ, Chloe Beale, had also auditioned and had gotten the job. Beca wouldn't have been so bitter about it (because she won't admit it but she was bitter) if Chloe hadn't acted so infuriating. Chloe had walked out of her interview and audition smiling bright with her blonde haired manager smirking at Beca as if she knew it was a done deal.

Beca landed a different club about the same size and it was a nice job, but she was still annoyed with Chloe. The two DJs were constantly compared to one another throughout other underground artists and Beca was sick of it. Chloe's mixes were almost always very bright and happy and too much teen pop for Beca to handle. Beca's tended to have a darker edge with a classic edge and mix to it. Beca just knew the two of them would end up killing each other with extended conversation.

Fat Amy and Beca weaved their way through the crowd to find Jesse at the bar. "You guys are here!" Jesse screamed, clearly tipsy already.

"Happy birthday you weirdo" Beca mumbled as she gave him a hug. The three of them had grown close and Jesse had even become a pseudo manager to Beca. By that, it gave him absolutely no power of Beca. None. However, he did help give her advice and let her know when places were looking for a DJ.

Jesse smiled, "I have a present for youuuu Miss Beca Mitchell."

Beca raised an eyebrow at him, "It's your birthday."

He giggled (literally giggled) and said, "Surprise! Anyway," Jesse grabbed a flyer and shoved it into Beca's face so close that she couldn't even focus on the words. "Guess who got you an audition to DJ at StarShine?"

Beca's jaw dropped. No. Freaking. Way.

"JESSE! YOU'RE AMAZING!" She jumped on Jesse and hugged him again, luckily without knocking them over.

"Alright," Fat Amy said, "Would someone like to inform the most fabulous what just happened?"

"StarShine is the top club in all of Los Angeles," Beca gushed (which was rare in itself). "It's basically a guarantee to be on the radio, get signed, and basically become known if you perform or DJ there. This is amazing!" Beca couldn't help but freak out. This could be her chance.

"Uh…Beca…there may be one tinsy winsy itty bitty little detail I didn't mention…" Jesse muttered.

Beca's face immediately turned serious. "What?" She asked sternly.

"Well, you see, there's two other DJs competing for this…" Jesse stated.

Beca laughed, relieved. "Well, yeah Jesse I would expect competition-"

"DJ Bella is one." Jesse quickly said.

Beca froze. She narrowed her eyes at Jesse. "What was that?" Beca's tone equivalent to ice.

Jesse kicked his foot against the ground as he stated with hesitation his voice "The competition is you…DJ Bumper…and, uhm-"

"Me." Beca quickly whipped around to be face to face with bright blue eyes and long curly red hair. Chloe cleared her throat, "Guess we're going to have to be competing again, DJ Mitchell" the red head said flatly. However, there was a spark in her eye that seemed to glow mischievously as if to say "Challenge accepted."

Fuck.