Chapter 1: Singing in the Shower

Beca POV

I padded towards the showers. My ears twitching even as I sang Titanium. I've been working on mixing something with Titanium, but for some reason I just couldn't think of the right songs. The bathroom was mostly quiet, some dripping water here and there, maybe a few people still showering or doing who the hell knows what this late into the night. I didn't care though, a month or so into Barden and barely anyone knew who I was. Probably thanks to how I barely leave my room unless I need a walk to clear my head of the endless amount of songs running through it. My sense of smell was blocked by the overpowering scents of sweat, water, and something else that I couldn't quite place. I kept singing, even as I shrugged off my bathrobe and turned on the water. The water was still freezing cold so I just stood slightly out of its diameter to wait.

"You can sing!" I spun around, my tail puffing out in shock.

"DUDE!" I screamed as I yanked the shower curtain across the stall. Oh god, it was the over enthusiastic redhead from the Activities Fair at the weird a capella stall.

"How high does your belt go?" the redhead, Chloe I think that's what I've heard people call her, leaned in closer towards me, her bright blue eyes staring curiously at me. My brain went blank the second I saw them.

"My what?" I quickly tried to cover my body with my hands and blue loofah. One of us, I can't even remember who, shut off the water, which was great, but I was already wet. My ears were twitching with annoyance, trying to flick the still cold water off.

"Oh my god." My eyes widened as she continued to step closer towards me.
"You have to audition for the Bellas."
"I can't concentrate on anything you're saying until you cover your junk." I quickly glanced away from her body. Oh god, was I staring? I was staring wasn't I.

"Just, consider it." Chloe continued, "One time, we sang backup for Prince." I pulled the shower curtain back to cover my body, still trying to look anywhere but the gorgeous, naked, and obviously super confident redhead standing in front of me. What am I thinking? She stood right behind the shower curtain, turning in such a way that she could clearly see me and I could see her. Something twitched right in front of her messy bun, and I realized that two, perfectly shaped, except for a tiny nick on her right, fiery red gold cat ears were flicking and swiveling on her head. My own ears pricked up, my tail curling around my body protectively. A Neko? In all places there's another Neko here?

"His butt is so tiny, that I could hold it with like, one hand." She smiled and I accidentally knocked over one of my shampoo bottles. I bent down to pick it up, I realized just how close I was to her.

"Oh shit. Seriously?" I turned so my back was facing her, my tail was still embarrassingly puffed out, but I tried to keep it curled around myself.

"I am nude." Trying to see if Chloe would get the hint.

"You were singing Titanium right?" Damn this girl is relentless.

"You know David Guetta?" I smiled over my shoulder, least she's got good taste though right?

"Have I been living under a rock? Yeah, that song is my jam," She leaned just a bit closer, "my lady jam."

"That's nice." I whispered nervously, the hairs on the back of my neck were sticking straight up from her breath blowing gently across them. Yeah, that's how close she was to me.

"It is, the song really builds." I turned slightly to look at her, just as she winked. I think my heart stopped for a second, okay, maybe a few seconds is more accurate. What is it with this girl? Does she have no sense of personal space?

"Gross." I whispered to myself.

"Can you sing it for me?"

"Dude no! Get out!" I hissed.

"Not for that reason." She rolled her eyes and shook her head, as if that was obvious.

"I'm not leaving here until you sing. So..." Huh, confident and stubborn. I smiled awkwardly over my shoulder, gotta do what you gotta do right? Chloe sighed dramatically, looking up and away from me. As if personal space somehow mattered to her now. I rolled my eyes and turned slightly, my tail and ears still twitching uncomfortably. My tail had finally smoothed itself out back to its original sleekness, but I couldn't stop its nervous shifting. I kept trying to avoid eye contact, because every time I did my heart would leap into my throat.

"I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose."

"Fire away, fire away," Chloe joined in and harmonized perfectly with my voice. I looked up and locked my eyes with her cerulean blue eyes.

"Ricochet, you take your aim."

"Fire away, fire away,"

"Shoot me down, but I won't fall."

"I am titanium."

"Shoot me down, but I won't fall."

"I am titanium."

We finished together. Her face opened into a blinding smile, and I couldn't help but smile just a little bit. I accidentally glanced down at her boobs before realizing what I was doing and turning my gaze up at the ceiling, biting my lip nervously and hoping she didn't notice.

"Oh yeah, I'm pretty confident about, all this." She gestured at her body, almost like she was inviting me to stare. Shit, she did notice.

"You should be." Fuck, what did I just say fuck.

"Oh." Chloe spun around and grabbed my towel off the rack, handing it to me with an adorable smirk. I covered myself slowly.

"Um, so..." I whispered something unintelligible even to myself. Suddenly, a naked guy just swung around the edge of the shower stall.

"You have a lovely voice." He smirked as he hung on casually to the side.

"Thanks." I kind of shouted as Chloe nodded enthusiastically. He looked over at Chloe and his smirk widened. Chloe walked off with him, he was obviously her boyfriend or something. A pang of jealousy burst through my gut like a punch, I won't lie. But why should I be jealous right?