"Alright, that's it for today everyone. Read to chapter 12 for next lesson," Warren Mitchell ended his lesson abruptly, "Chloe, could you stay behind, please?"

Chloe wasn't sure why she was being asked to stay behind. She knew she was at the top of Dr Mitchell's class and she never disrupted his lessons. She hoped that whatever it was wouldn't take too long because she had to organise the Bella's auditions with Aubrey in an hour and she couldn't be late.

"What is it, sir?" Chloe asked with a nervous smile.

"I just wanted to ask if you're still available for math tutoring. I spoke with Mr Continelli this afternoon and he informed me that my daughter hasn't been turning up to class and now she's way behind the rest of the class." Warren said while massaging his forehead.

"Oh, yeah, I'm still doing that!" Chloe nodded enthusiastically, extremely relieved that she wasn't in trouble for something. She hadn't actually done anything wrong that she could have gotten in trouble for but she'd been scared anyway.

"Good, good. Are you available this week?" He asked before muttering, "I'm hoping to get her started as soon as possible. She has quite an attitude and she isn't as bright as I am, so it could take her a while to actually get any better."

"I'm free tomorrow, Thursday night and Friday afternoon. And I'm sure she'll be caught up in no time." Chloe was stunned that Dr Mitchell was so rude in regards to his daughter, but she guessed she didn't know the mysterious girl, so she wouldn't know if he had good reason to talk about her the way he is.

"Could you do Thursday and Friday with her? I'll pay you extra for putting up with her as well. She's not exactly the most charming person you'll ever meet." He rolled his eyes in true Mitchell fashion.

"Oh, you don't need to do that. I've worked with lots of troubled kids since I started tutoring and they've always worked out fine." Chloe said with a nod, letting him know that she'll meet with his daughter Thursday and Friday.

"Beca isn't troubled, she's just lazy and unmotivated" Warren grumbled.

"Your daughter's name is Beca?" Chloe asked, suddenly remembering a short brunette that she met at the activities fair.

"She's not as nice as her name suggests, she's covered her ears in piercings and she's got multiple tattoos" He said, waving his arms around in a frustrated manner, "Anyway, thank you for agreeing to see her. We'll work out times tomorrow. I better go ambush Beca and tell her she's getting a tutor."

Chloe watched her Comparative Literature teacher rush out the door while she stood there in stunned silence. She's always liked Dr Mitchell, but suddenly she wasn't as sure that he was as nice as he'd seemed for the past two years. The way he spoke about Beca reminded her of how Mr Posen spoke to Aubrey and he was an ass.


Beca was walking out of the radio station with Jesse by her side when she saw her dad pull up nearby and beep his horn.

"What the hell is he doing here?" She spat, looking towards the car.

"I'm sure whatever it is won't be as bad as you think. Maybe he saw you as he was going past and just wanted to say hi" Jesse shrugged, making awkward eye contact with his best friend.

They both knew he probably wouldn't ever bother going out of his way to say hi to Beca, but Jesse wasn't one to throw out negative possibilities. Although Jesse's optimism got on her nerves sometimes, Beca appreciated the way he could always find a bright side, no matter the situation. It seemed to balance the pair out; Beca the closed off and pessimistic 'alt girl' (according to some blonde at the activities fair) and Jesse the optimistic dork.

"Let's just ignore him for a while to see how pissed he gets" Beca laughed.

"Why do you always do things like that to aggravate him? You know it only fuels the fire. Maybe if you stopped acting like a rebellious teenager in front of him, he'd actually start to see you for the adorable little butter muffin you are" Jesse pinched the brunette's cheeks and made baby noises in her face.

Beca swatted his hands away so fast he didn't even see it.

"I'm a badass that eats butter muffins for breakfast, thank you very much!" Beca shot back, punching his arm gently with a large smile.

Just as her nerves started to fade, her dad held down the car horn and shouted at her to come to the car.

"I better go and see what the bastard wants" She rolled her eyes as she trudged towards her father's car.

"You beeped?" She grumbled through his open window.

"Get in, Beca. We need to have a chat." Dr Mitchell said without even looking up at her.

"As fun as that sounds, Warren, I think I might go lie on a freeway or something." she replied sarcastically, refusing to look at him.

"Stop being a pain in the ass and just get in the car. I spoke with Mr Continelli this afternoon."

Beca's face instantly dropped. She knew she was about to get into trouble. She hoped he only mentioned her poor grades and not her lack of attendance because she really needed her dad's help getting to LA. Despite her growing concern, she wasn't going to make this conversation easy for her father. He only spoke to her when he wanted something, so she always made it as difficult as possible- so he'd need things from her less often.

"I prefer to call him Mr Cun-" Beca started.

"Do not continue that sentence! Your mother let you get away with far too much when she was around and it's left you grossly immature. We're going for a drive to talk about your grades and then I'm taking you home so you can study."

Beca reluctantly got in the car without any more of a fight. She figured she'd just get the lecture over and done with so she can go bitch to Jesse about how much of an ass her father is.


"He's making you get a tutor?" Jesse asked, and Beca simply nodded in response, "gross."

"I know! I don't even get to choose who it is. It's some grade-hungry student of his. If he likes her, then she's obviously not a very good person."

The pair stood quietly for a minute trying to work out what sort of person her father would have picked to tutor Beca.

Typically, Dr Mitchell's favourite students were pretty, smart and extremely talented at ruining her life. When Beca was 14, she'd run home excitedly to show her dad her report card. Beca had been studying nearly non-stop since her last report so that she could surprise her dad with how much she'd improved in such a short time. Unfortunately, he never got to see it. When Beca burst through the front door, she ran face first into a half-naked student of his. A few metres away stood her father, wearing only his boxers and a tie. That was the beginning of the end for Beca's happy family.

"What's her name?" Jesse asked, tearing the small brunette from her spiralling thoughts.

"Chloe Bale or something? I don't know." Beca replied with a huff as she flopped onto the beanbag facing Jesse's bed.

"Yeah, I don't know who that is" Jesse shrugged, opening a beer from his mini fridge and throwing another to his best friend.

"Beale? Chloe Beale?" Benji quietly spoke up, suddenly rising from his wooden magic chest. The other two jumped, clearly not expecting him to appear out of nowhere.

"Shit, Benji, I didn't even know you were here!" Beca screeched as she took a few moments to recover from the sudden fright, "But yeah, that's probably her. You know her?"

Benji nodded enthusiastically. For a guy that barely ever ventured outside of his dorm room, he sure knew a lot about other students on campus.

"She's a Barden Bella, I think you met her at the activities fair" he said excitedly, "they're the sworn enemy of the Treble Makers"

Beca put her head in her hands angrily, remembering her encounter at the Bella's table. "Oh, great! Of course he picked the worst possible person to tutor me! She's such a bitch!"

"What's wrong with Chloe?" Benji asked, shocked that Beca didn't like Chloe. He knew she hated most people, but he didn't think even the great Beca Mitchell could dislike Chloe.

"She's so stuck up and rude! And she's like way taller than me, so not only does she have a shitty personality but she has that on me as well."

Jesse couldn't help but giggle.

After a few confused seconds, Benji realised who Beca was talking about.

"Oh! No, you're thinking of Aubrey, the blonde, yeah?" Benji asked, "You know, the one Jesse thinks is cute?"

"Wait, what?" Beca was unsure what Benji was talking about, but she knew she wanted more details.

"Oh, was I not supposed to say anything Jesse? I am so sor-" Benji started to apologise when Beca cut in.

"You like the she-devil? How could you be into that?" Beca couldn't believe what she was hearing. Jesse usually had great taste in women (her, for example) but Aubrey was completely different to everyone he'd ever liked in the past.

"Hey, she's a lot sweeter than you're giving her credit for. And she's really pretty. You'd like her if you gave her a chance" Jesse blushed as he shrugged, slightly embarrassed at the situation. Benji looked like he wanted the world to swallow him whole for accidentally opening a huge can of worms.

"Okay, weirdo. We'll have an intervention for you later, but right now I need to know more about Chloe" Beca laughed, nudging Jesse in the ribs jokingly. Although she hadn't seen the good side of Aubrey, she assumed she had one. She'd have to for Jesse to be into her. But that wouldn't stop her from teasing him about it.

"I haven't heard a single bad thing about Chloe. Bumper hasn't even said anything and he spends most of his time talking about how much he hates the Bella's." Benji shrugged, lowering himself back into his magic chest