Hello FanFiction! This is my very first Bechloe fic so, tell me what you think? So this is pretty much the same concept of the movie, just some things different, some things the same. Chloe is Beca's love interest for one. But yeah, let's get to it shall a we? P.S I use a scene from Pitch Perfect that is pretty similar to the movie... you can probably guess which one it is.
Beca was less than willing to go to Barden. She was doing it for her dad really, him being a teacher there and all. Beca liked three things, and three things only. Her music. Girls. And animals. Everything else, was just background. Going to college, was just background.
Beca sighed as she not-so-swiftly exited the cab. When did cabs get so high off the ground? Beca thought, she shook her head. It was too bright out for Beca's taste. She put her headphones around her neck before she grabbed her bags that held all the important stuff. She then looked to her right to see a girl in the passenger seat of a red Porsche. When she fully got a look of this girl, all she could see were breathtaking blue eyes and a mane of red hair. Whoa... Beca thought. The red head was dancing in her seat to Party in The USA by Miley Cyrus, and also singing along. The redhead seemed to have caught Beca staring, so she rotated her body to Beca, and serenaded her.
"Get to the club in my taxi cab, everybody's lookin' at me now. Like who's that chick that's rockin' kicks? Gotta be from outta town!"
The spunky redhead winked at Beca when she sang the lines, perfectly by the way, "who's that chick". Beca blushed a little, and was then cut off from the intriguing redhead by the red car zooming off in the other direction. Beca smiled lightly as she found herself thinking about that little, but totally noticeable, wink that she got from the pretty redhead. Scratch that, gorgeous.
After getting lost a few times, and even ending up in a men's shower room somehow, Beca finally found her dorm room. She opened it to see a blonde girl setting things up on a shelf. She turned around and smiled big to Beca.
"You must be Beca! I'm Fat Amy." Weird name. She held her hand to Beca, and Beca shook it firmly.
"Yep, I'm Beca." Beca walked in and set her stuff on her bed before sitting down next to them.
"So short-stack, you wanna go to the activities fair? I heard they have a wrestling wild animals club and I wanted to grab a flyer." Beca was confused for a second and ignored the nickname, but she just nodded. She didn't want her dad to come to her dorm and make some stupid college "related" joke and lecture her about her classes.
"Yeah, let's go."
The two girls walked to the quad and somehow lost each other in the sea of freshman. Beca sighed and found herself at what she thought was a DJ booth. It wasn't what she thought it was. She knew a few signs, so she said she was looking for a DJing booth, as in music, and they pointed to an acapella booth. Beca's signing was a bit rusty maybe. She walked over anyways. She was always curious about acapella. Everyone at her high school had an acapella group, and she just secretly laughed at them.
She walked up to a familiar looking blonde, who looked very stressed. The blonde noticed Beca and fake smiled, so Beca sort of did too.
"Hi, I'm Aubrey, and this is-" Aubrey looked to her left and stopped mid sentence. She looked around for a second, and then turned back to Beca. She picked up a flyer and handed it to her.
"-And this is a flyer for the Barden Bellas. We're an acapella group." Beca looked up to Aubrey, honestly wondering what exactly is with all this acapella juju.
"Right... this is like, a thing now?" Aubrey nodded. There was a brief silence before Aubrey said something.
"There you are! Why did you leave me at the booth alone Chloe? Things were getting aca-awkard."Aubrey whispered that last part. Beca looked up and saw that head of red hair that could only belong to the beautiful girl in the car she saw earlier. Chloe.
"Sorry Bree, I needed to give Mr. Whiskers his food because I-" She then looks at Beca who quickly looks down at the flyer, trying to not be caught staring.
"Hey I know you!" Chloe beams. Beca looks up at the blue eyes and almost chokes on her words because of their beauty. She opens and closes her mouth a few times before she gets actual words out.
"You d-do?" Nice one Mitchell. Beca thought sarcastically.
"I sang to you when you were getting your bags from that cab, Miley Cyrus to be exact." Chloe winked. Beca blushed a little and cleared her throat.
"Oh y-yeah, I remember. Well,-" Beca said, now looking at Aubrey. "-I don't think I'll be joining. I think it's kinda lame and I don't sing."
"Sing, huh?" Amy peered from behind Beca, and then approached the booth beside the short girl. Beca put on a convincing smile at Amy. "This is an acapella group. You should check it out." Beca then handed Amy her own flyer, and slowly eased out of the group. She turned around once, and Chloe was staring at her, smirking, then waved. Beca awkwardly waved back and turned around quickly, walking in the direction of her dorm.
Beca was so stressed for some reason. That's why she decided to take a shower. Showers seem to wash away all the stress and bullshit. Or maybe it was singing in the shower that made everything okay for a little while. Yeah, it was definitely the singing, even if Beca didn't want to admit it to herself.
"You shout it out, but I can't hear a word you say." Beca sang smoothly as she hung her soaps and hair product on a hook. "... I'm talking loud, not saying much." Beca then walked into her stall. "I'm criticized, but all your bullets ricochet." She then hangs her loofah on a hook also. "Shoot me down, but I get up."
Beca pushes the faucet up to turn the shower on, "I'm bullet proof, nothin' to lose-"
"You can sing!" Beca spins around to see Chloe. Outside of her shower. Very naked. Very naked indeed.
Beca quickly closes the curtain and yells, "Dude!" Chloe then opens it again. "How high does your belt go?" Beca furrows her brows and grabs her loofah, trying to cover herself.
"My what?" Chloe then reaches over Beca's shoulder, never leaving eye contact, and turns off the shower.
"You have to audition for the Bellas!" Chloe said while nodding. Beca became very nervous, and her heart pounded so hard, she was afraid Chloe could hear it. Her eyes may, or may not have looked a little lower than they should have.
"I can't focus on anything until you cover your junk." Beca sort of nervous laughs out. Chloe's tone then became more desperate.
"Just, consider it-" Chloe then got a bit closer to Beca which made Beca cling onto her loofah harder, and her eyes got stuck to the ceiling.
"We once sang back-up for Prince!" Beca then made a smart move by grabbing the shower curtain to cover herself more properly. "His butt was so tiny, that I could like hold it with one hand-" Chloe motioned with her hands, that made Beca drop her loofah, revealing all of her goods. Beca was quite tired, and embarrassed, and she was having perverted thoughts. She turned her face and body into the shower's corner.
"Seriously..." Beca rotated her head. "... I'm nude." Chloe inched a bit closer, with her hands on her hips.
"You were singing Titanium, right?" This flicked something in Beca's brain. Huh. Beca fought a smile on her face, resulting in a half grin. It wasn't on purpose.
"You know David Guetta?" Chloe looks shocked.
"Have I been living under a rock? Yeah. That song is my jam... my lady jam." Beca began to blush a lot, so she turned her face into the corner, and smiled awkwardly.
"That's nice." Beca said a bit quickly. "It is... song really builds..."
"Gross..." Beca mumbled into the corner. "Can you sing it for me?" Beca turned her head back around to Chloe.
"Dude no, get out!"
"Not for that reason!" Beca wasn't rasing her voice because of that. In fact, that didn't upset Beca at all. She just wanted to take her shower. Without a stunning redhead. Maybe later... Beca smirked internally.
"I'm not leaving here until you sing so..." Beca tried waiting it out, to see if she was bluffing. Beca realized Chloe wasn't going to leave after the exaggerated sigh she let out and her staring into space. Beca crossed her arms, and turned her whole body a little so she was sort of facing Chloe. Beca's eyes looked at Chloe's for a split second, then to the shower wall, then back to Chloe's.
"I'm bullet proof, nothin' to lose-" Chloe then joined in, taking a higher harmony. And it sounded...
"Fire away, fire away." Her voice was one of an angel's, Beca decided. It was now that Beca looked at Chloe. Like really, looked at Chloe. Her skin was clear, and tanned perfectly. Her eyes are just so... blue. Her smile reveals perfect teeth. She is just, perfect.
"Ricochet, you take your aim, fire away, fire away."
"You shoot me down, but I won't fall. I am titanium."
"You shoot me down, but I won't fall. I am titanium."
The two end as great as they started, but Chloe wore a somewhat devilish smile. Beca felt... Hngh. Beca's eyes widen, realizing they're still in her shower. Beca bites the inside of her cheek, looking up.
"I'm pretty confident about, all this." Chloe motions to her body. Beca didn't know what to say.
"You should be." Chloe handed Beca a towel. Beca lightly smiled and then looked around. Chloe got the hint.
"Oh..." She then walked out. As she got farther away, Beca heard her yell, "See you at auditions hot stuff!" Beca blushed wildly, and began to shower... again.