Authors note: My first fanfiction, really nervous about it to be honest. This story is obviously Beca and Chloe oriented; it'll be full of angst but some loving too (paricularly the lesbian kind). It is slightly AU and starts right as Chloe and Beca meet and continues with their relationship along with going through the first movie. I hope you enjoy and reviews are appreciated.

Beca groaned as she heard the annoying beeping again. She did not want to get up for class, today was her first day of classes at Barden University; she didn't want to be here anyway so might as well take her time getting to class. She slammed her hand down on the alarm clock to stop the annoying beeping. She sat up and looked at the slightly fuzzy bright red numbers reading 7:52 A.M. Her eyes widened and she jumped out of bed obviously annoying her Asian roomate due to the glare she recieved. She scrambled around trying to find clean clothes...she just hoped to God that these clothes that were cloest to her and thrown hazardly across the room were clean. She grabbed some sort of purple plaid shirt, dark skinny jeans and her black converse.

Beca was usually clean of course, and all of that jazz but when she was up until four or five in the morning well...things got messy sometimes. She glanced at the clock and wuickly grabbed some mints since she didn't have time to brush her teeth, her laptop and headphones. Fuck all that note taking she didn't want to be in class anyway. It's not like she paid much attention anyway. She scrambled at the door sporting a half buttoned plaid shirt, skinny jeans and her favorite converse. She threw her unbrushed hair into a messy bun and basically sprinted to class as she checked her phone simotaneously, she saw that she had one minute until her eight oo'clock class.

She rounded the corner quickly and looked frantically at the door numbers, with her luck she probably wasn't in the right building. She sighed in relief when she saw the correct class. Intro. to Philosophy at eight in the morning was alread a bitch and she hadn't even sat through the lecture. She walked into the room and realized that all the seats were taken save for one in the back next to a group of girls that Beca just knew she wouldn't get along with. She fought off a grimace and walked quickly back to the empty seat. She had been so oriented on just getting to the seat that she hadn't seen the boys foot; she fell forward and didn't have time to catch herself before she stumbled face first into an occupied desk...with an iced coffee.

She fellinto the desk effectivly knocking over the coffee onto herself and the seats occupants. Beca reddened with embarresment and shock as the girl jumped up. She froze and braced herself for the complete bitch out she was bound to get. Until, one didn't come. Beca heard the laughter of her fellow classmates and blushed red enough to give Hell Boy a run for his money. Her eyes widened and she quickly turned and ran out of the room. It was of course the logical thing to do, you know get away from fucking everyone. She breifly heard what sounded like a Bumper getting yelled at by a few girls. She didn;t go back to check of course. She felt her eyes watering in embarresment as she found a bathroom. She swallowed thickly while trying to ignore the tightness in her chest. She placed her hands on the sink, she sighed slightly as the coolness of the sink against her hot hands relaxed her. She looked at her shirt and saw it only had a few spots of coffee on it...meaning the girl had the majority of it on her. She bit her lip and grabbed some paper towels trying to dry her shirt and a few spots that dripped to her pants. She jumped when she heard a voice behind her.

"I guess this was a nice way to bond." A red-headed girl said with a smirk.

Beca blinked at her and tilted her head. "I...uh- what?"

The red-head grinned and looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "Over coffee?" She then gestured to her shirt.

Beca glanced at the red-heads shirt. "Oh...OH." She exclaimed while laughing nervously. "Right...I am so sorry about that. It was my fault and...I just...you know?...and I was in a hurry and just wanted to sit...and uh sorry." She stuttered.

The other girl grinned, thinking her stuttering was quite cute. "Wasn't your fault. Bumper tripped you. I saw, don't worry he got a mouthful from yours truly along with the rest of the Bellas." She said with a shrug. "I'm Chloe, by the way." She grinned again and took off her shirt to check out the damage.

Beca blushed as she undressed right in front of her. She didn't even know this girl. "Bellas?" She questioned and looked away out of embarresment and politeness. Mainly politness of course.

Chloe grinned. "Yup!" She exclaimed while grabbing a hoodie out of her bag and throwing it on. "Barden Bellas, kick ass Acapella group here." She said. "Do you sing?" She asked conversationially and leaned against the counter.

Beca finally looked at when she was sure that the girl had a shirt on. She did sing. Just not with people, in front of people, or ever with anything relating to people ever; just mainly alone in the shower. She bit her lip nervously. "Uh...no." She mumbled and looked at the floor. Lies usually rolled off her tongue easily but she immedietly felt guilt at lying to Chloe. "Well...I mean a little, I guess. Does the shower count?" She asked with a smirk.

Chloe grinned when she heard Beca say that she did in fact sing. She had a radar for these kind of things, along with her usual gaydar her raydar for voices was spectacular. "So...do you want to join the Bellas? Auditions are tomorrow!" She said excitedly.

Beca licked her lips and looked at the ground. "I uhm, might be kinda...busy?" she said softly and again she felt the guilt. Damn guilt, stupid hormones, stupid coffee..."Well I mean maybe...I don't know."

Chloe's smile and excitement fell slightly. "Well alright. If you change your mind, tomorrow gymnasium at 2:00 P.M." She said and turned. "I have to go as I have class and want to put this shirt in the wash."

Beca nodded, she tried not to say anything afirming to whether she would be there or not. She was notorious at breaking promises. "Right well. Sorry uhm, again. I owe you coffee."

"Oh, Beca?" Chloe said as she walked out with a raised eyebrow. "Showers do count." She said as an afterthought and winked before walking out of the bathroom to her next class. Unknowingly leaving the brunette blushing and trying not to think about showers with the red-headed girl she just met.