[AU G!P Bechloe. Pitch Perfect/Grease Crossover.]

Summary: G!P Beca, the badass heartthrob of Barden High School, experiences a memorable summer fling during her her freshman year summer with a certain redhead. What will happen when they meet at the start of their school year?

Disclaimer: I do not own Pitch Perfect or its characters.

A/N: This popped in my head. All mistakes are mine. The time frame is modern, but with old fashioned diners and turf wars and all that 1950s biz! They're in Georgia still. Enjoy!

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CHAPTER 1

Sunday night. She had the backseat of Luke's car all to herself after glaring at Jesse to take shotgun. Steel blue eyes looked outside, a cigarette in her mouth. She tossed the cigarette butt outside after taking a long, last drag.

Luke looked in the rearview mirror to catch a quick glimpse of Beca, sighing and shaking his head.

"I thought Beca Mitchell doesn't get hung up over broads," the blonde stated simply.

Beca glared at him, scoffing. "Put a sock in it, Bryant, and take me home."

Luke complied, turning onto Beca's street and stopping in her driveway. She hopped out of the car and walked in her house, letting out a breath she didn't know she was holding. The brunette shook her head to get rid of all thoughts of a certain redhead to mentally prepare herself for the first day of school the next day.

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The next morning, Beca found herself jumping out of Luke's car, along with Jesse, Donald, Benji. She and the gang walked to the bleachers to ridicule the football team, her eyes panning over the campus as she popped the collar of her T-Birds leather jacket. She rolled her eyes as she watched Bumper pull Benji in a headlock.

"Guys," she called out. "Be cool, huh?" She smirked as Bumper immediately let go of Benji, popping flipping up his jacket collar and running a hand through his hair.

Beca stayed at the back of the group with Luke and Jesse, thumbs hooked through her belt loops. She let out a sigh, kicking at a rock on the ground. Her mind couldn't stop thinking about the past summer, especially off of the girl who instantly grabbed her attention.

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Beca and the boys were hanging out at the Frosty Palace, grabbing a bite to eat. She laughed, pushing Jesse's head to the side. "You're a fucking nutcase, man." Her hand picked up her soda to take a few swigs from it. Luke, who was sitting on the table eating his burger, looked towards the entrance, seeing a group of girls enter the diner.

"Shut the fuck up, boys," he hissed out, nudging Beca's shoulder to try and get her to look at the girls.

Beca's laughter subsided, turning her head to the door as she locked eyes with a beautiful redhead with a pair of bright, cerulean eyes. She felt time stop as she raised an eyebrow, something she would do when she always liked what she saw, a small smirk appearing on her face. The redhead smiled softly before biting her lip and following her friends to the table they got across the diner.

"Dude…," she said softly, not moving her eyes away from the mysterious woman as she silently bumped fists with Luke and Jesse.

Luke and Jesse shared a knowing smirk. "Go talk to her, B," Jesse encouraged, his mouth full of his ice cream sundae. Beca turned to him, punching him in the shoulder.

"Stop fucking talking with your mouth full, Swanson, it's not cool." She looked over at where the red head was, seeing her walk over to the jukebox to put in . "And don't tell me what to do." She got out of booth and made her way over to the girl, handing her a nickel.

"I haven't seen you around before," the brunette starts, looking at the redhead. She leaned against the wall.

"I'm from Macon, but here in Atlanta visiting my family for the summer. I'm Chloe by the way," she introduced as she coyly took the nickel from Beca's hand, her fingers brushing against the brunette's. She thanked the T-Bird softly.

"Beca." She felt tingles travel along her hand at the contact. Her eyes moved to the juke, watching Chloe flip through the panels and choosing a song.

"Black Keys. Good choice." Beca breathed out a smile as she looked up at Chloe, who nodded with a smile.

"Thanks."

"Maybe I can…uh, show you around sometime? We can chill and cruise around and stuff." She stuttered out nervously, scratching the back of her neck. Beca Mitchell was never this nervous around girls. What was going on?

Chloe giggles and nods. "Sure. Do you have your phone on you? I'll give you my number."

Beca immediately shoves her hand in the inside of her jacket, pulling her phone out from the pocket and handing it over to her. She watched as Chloe tapped in her contact info and handed it back to the girl in a few seconds.

"Call me. I'll see you later…Beca," she finished with a wink, walking back to her friends, and extra sway added to her hips.

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Chloe was surprised to find out that their family vacation turned into a permanent stay when her parents told her that they found a house and were moving in towards the end of the summer. An hour's drive away from Macon to Atlanta wasn't too bad, and she refused to remain nothing but positive during the move. Even though she just finished her first year of high school in Macon, she kind of looked forward to starting her sophomore year at Barden High. She was close to her family, and was sure that making new friends wouldn't be a problem. Having Aubrey as a cousin helped a lot.

Chloe pulled up to school with her cousin, Aubrey, the leader of the Pink Ladies. She looked over at the blonde, who was putting on her pink windbreaker over her shirt. "Let's go, Chloe, I need to introduce you to the other Pink Ladies." Aubrey took her hand and led her to the quad, the hangout spot for the girls.

The Pink Ladies finally came into sight after a few minutes of walking, their flamingo pink jackets with "Pink Ladies" emblazoned on the back easy to spot from a mile away. Aubrey and Chloe sat down, and Aubrey introduced them to her cousin.

"Ladies, meet my cousin, Chloe Beale. She just moved here from Macon." The girls gave Chloe a once over before nodding in approval and greeting her. "Chloe, this is Stacie, Cynthia-Rose, Lilly, and Fat Amy." She gestured to each girl as she introduced them respectively.

Chloe offered a smile and a bubbly greeting to each of the girls before turning to Fat Amy. "May I ask why they call you Fat Amy?"

The Australian laughed before replying with a casual. "So twig bitches like you don't call me it behind my back," she stated matter-of-factly. Chloe giggled and nodded.

Stacie looked over at Aubrey over her shades. "So, Bree, Beca Mitchell is looking pretty good, huh?" she asked as she winked playfully, wiggling her eyebrows.

The blonde rolled her eyes in disgust. "She is still an annoying, arrogant dirt ball."

Chloe's eyes brightened at the name. "You guys know Beca Mitchell?"

The girls nodded. "Who doesn't? She's the heartthrob of Barden, leader of the T-Birds, and badass of Gerogia. She's every girl's wet dream and guy's idol," Stacie remarked with a shrug.

The redhead smiled softly and chuckled, knowing Beca's reputation from one of their dates.

"And she likes to cause and wreak havoc all around Georgia. You shouldn't be involved with her in anyway, Chlo, she's trouble," Aubrey warned as the first bell rang. The girls stood up and headed to their respective classes.

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The T-Birds arrived at the bleachers as the first bell rang. Beca sat at the top of the bleachers, smoking a cigarette as she watched Benji, Bumper, and Donald mess around with an amused expression.

"Can I borrow your light, Bec?" Jesse asked as he handed Luke his pack of cigarettes. Beca handed the lighter to him.

Jesse handed the lighter back to Beca after the two boys lit their cigarettes. "I think that this year's gonna be awesome. I have a good feeling. Babes, booze, and food. And not to mention that Luke's getting his piece of trash car fixed," Jesse joked about the last bit, to which Luke responded with a middle finger sent his way.

"Yeah, Swanson? What kind of car do you drive?" the blonde boy asked, Jesse looking at him with an eyebrow raise, muttering a "whatever" under his breath.

Beca laughed at the exchange. "We just gotta get your car up and ready for Thunder Road, Bryant," she said to the blonde boy, wrapping an arm around his shoulder and leaning closer to him. "Imagine the broads we'll score when your car is all souped up and looking mean… the chicks that'll flock when we win at Thunder Road," she said, her hand coasting through the air. She shook Luke with her arm and smirked at him, turning to Jesse and fist bumping him. "Huh? How sweet would that be? This year's gonna be the year. Day in and out at the shop, with Murdoc helping us will bring us to victory road." She stood up on the bleachers and smirked, the cigarette still in-between her lips.

"Yeah… Yeah!" Luke nodded in agreement. "No one ain't gonna have shit on my ride." He laughed. "I gotta love the way you think, Mitchell."

Just then, Beca heard her phone chime out. Bumper looked over at her with a wide smirk. "B, check it, it's the biggest loser of them all!" he called out, nodding over to the clumsy football player who was trying so desperately to rid the helmet he stepped into when Bumper yelled off of his foot. Beca chuckled and shook her head, almost feeling sorry for the football player.

After a good laugh, she checked her phone, and paled. Benji sat by Beca and looked at her. "What's up, Boss? Aubrey giving you an earful?" The boys laughed and looked at her when she didn't answer.

Steel blue eyes looked at each of them as she muttered out, "It's that chick I was with this whole summer, Chloe. She's here."