Zap's note: So yeah, this was an idea I had, figured it'd be fun to do as a collaboration. Should be fun, hope you enjoy it. Still no end in sight for the smeghead's hiatus, so no clue when stuff I do with him will continue. We continue to have words. Anyway, hope you enjoy.

BeChloeIsLegit's note: Yep, another collab with Electronis Zappa. This is a High School AU and, as Zap said, should be fun. Let us know what you think.

Usualy disclaimer: Neither Zap or I own anything regarding the Pitch Perfect franchise, the actors, or the characters. Just this little story is ours.

Aubrey Posen aimlessly wandered around her room putting her school supplies away. She packed her school backpack and was now looking in her closet for her first day of senior year outfit when her phone rang.

"Aubrey Posen," she answered.

"Sheesh, Brey," her best friend Chloe Beale said. "Why so formal?"

"I'm stressed, Chlo," Aubrey said flopping back on her bed. "I am starting senior year as the new girl tomorrow. I'm happy that my mom found someone but also hate that it had to be Ben Mitchell. It's all my fault, too. If I hadn't come out, we wouldn't have been at that stupid PFLAG event, and my mom would never have met him. And, I wouldn't have had to move and start at a new school for senior year AND have Beca Mitchell as a step-sister."

"Wow, all in one breath," Chloe said. "Impressive. But, on the bright side. You and Beca have something in common other than your parents."

"Chloe!," Aubrey said sitting up. "Not helping. What am I going to do without you here?"

"I'm sorry," Chloe said sadly. "Senior year isn't going to be the same without you. But, luckily you only moved like 30 minutes away. And, my folks are going away this weekend, so can I stay with you? I tried to get them to let us stay here but they can't get over that incident from sophomore year."

"Seriously, Chlo?," Aubrey said perking up. "Of course you can stay here. I'll tell my mom."

"Yay," Chloe squealed. "We'll have a girl's weekend just like old times."

Knock, Knock

"Just a sec," Aubrey calls out. "Hang on, Chlo. Someone's at my door."

Aubrey goes over and opens the door where she finds her stepsister, Beca.

"Aubrey," Beca said and nods.

"Beca," Aubrey says. "What can I do for you?"

"Carol asked me to let you know dinner was almost ready," Beca said.

"Okay," Aubrey said as she started to close the door.

"You're welcome," Beca says sarcastically as the door is shut in her face.

"Sorry about that, Chlo," Aubrey says into the phone. "It was Beca."

"I heard," Chloe replies. "You were kind of rude."

"I was not," Aubrey says. "Besides, it was just Beca."

"Brey, you have to try and get along with her," Chloe said. "She's really not the enemy."

"I know," Aubrey said. "It's just, she's too alternative, and don't get me started on that stupid smirk she always has on her face."

"I think her smirk is kind of hot," Chloe says with a giggle.

"Don't," Aubrey said. "Don't call my stepsister hot. That's just, no. Just don't."

"Alright," Chloe says with a laugh. "I gotta go. Call me after school tomorrow and let me know how it goes."

"Okay," Aubrey said. "And, I'll talk to my mom about this weekend."

"Love you, Brey," Chloe said. "Bye."

"Love you, too," Aubrey says and ends the call.

Aubrey takes a deep breath and lets it out. She puts her phone in her pocket and heads downstairs for dinner. She frowns when she sees her mom and Beca laughing together over something. Beca was carrying a bowl of salad and her mom was carrying a pan of lasagna.

"Hey, sweetie," Carol calls out. "Everything okay? You look all frowny."

"That's not even a word," Aubrey says and sits at the table.

"Ben, honey, dinner's ready," Carol calls out, getting no response. "I swear that man. Beca would you go get your dad, please?"

"Sure," Beca says and leaves to find her dad.

"Seriously, Brey," Carol said. "What's wrong?"

"I'm starting my senior year in a new school without Chloe," Aubrey said, voice thick with emotion. "We've been together for every first day of school since kindergarten."

"I know, baby," Carol said putting her hand on Aubrey's arm. "But, Ben works here in Barden and it just wasn't feasible for him and Beca to move to Crestfield. Besides, you'll still get to see Chloe a lot. She's welcome to come over anytime. You know that."

"I know," Aubrey said with a sigh. "Her folks are going away this weekend and she asked if she could stay here. Is that okay?"

"That's fine," Carol said with a smile. "It will be nice to see her."

"See who?," Ben asks as he enters the dining room. He kisses Carol and sits down.

"Aubrey's friend, Chloe," Carol said.

"Is she the hot redhead you were hanging out with at the wedding?," Beca asked.

"Ew," Aubrey said. "Don't talk about my best friend like that."

"Like what?," Beca asked. "I just said she was hot. Because, well, you've seen her, she is."

"You didn't meet Chloe at the wedding?," Carol asked. "How could you not?"

"Every time I went anywhere near Aubrey," Beca said. "She grabbed the girl and took her somewhere else. I would have introduced myself but blondie over here never left her alone. I just ended up hanging out with my friend, Amy."

"I don't need some punk alt-girl hobbit hitting on my best friend," Aubrey says glaring at Beca.

"Ouch," Beca said putting her hand to her chest, feigning hurt. "Is that the best you could come up with?"

"Oh, there's a lot more -"

"Stop it!," Ben yells. "Both of you. I don't care what you two need to do to fix this, but this constant bickering has to stop. This Saturday I am taking Carol to Atlanta for the day. We are meeting friends for brunch and then visiting the Art Museum. You two will cancel whatever plans you have and spend that time together."

"But, dad," Beca interrupts.

"No buts, Beca," Ben says. "It's happening."

"You're not my father," Aubrey says crossing her arms over her chest and pouting. "You can't tell me what to do."

Seeing the hurt look that comes over Ben's face Carol looks at her daughter.

"But, I AM your mother," Carol says angrily. "And you will do what Ben says. I mean it, Aubrey."

"But Chloe will be here," Aubrey whined. "We're having a girl's weekend."

"Perfect," Carol says. "Whatever you and Chloe are doing, you will take Beca with you."

"Mom!," Aubrey says sitting up.

Beca had seen the hurt look on her father's face and took his hand. She gave him a small smile.

"I'm game," Beca said. "It would be nice to finally meet Chloe."

Beca put a cheeky grin on her face and turned to Carol.

"You might want to warn her she may have to play referee though," Beca said.

"Thank you, Beca," Carol said, smiling at the girl. "It's settled then. Let's eat before the lasagna gets cold."

Aubrey ate and didn't say much. Beca, Ben, and Carol where talking and laughing throughout dinner. Beca looked at Aubrey and kind of felt sorry for the girl. I mean, she did have to leave all her friends to move to Barden. She knew how she would feel if it were the other way around.

"Hey, Aubrey," Beca said clearing her throat and getting Aubrey's attention. "Um, I'll drive you to school tomorrow and show you where the office is so you can get your schedule and stuff. I mean, you know, if you want."

Aubrey looked around the table at the hopeful looks on Carol and Ben's faces. Beca was extending an olive branch and it was up to Aubrey on whether to accept it or not.

"I'd, um, like that," Aubrey said with a small smile. "Thank you, Beca."

Ben and Carol both let out the breaths they were holding and smiled at the two girls. Ben gave Beca's arm a squeeze and gave her a grateful smile.

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The next morning went vastly differently for the stepsisters. Aubrey woke early, partially to get a run in, and partially because her nerves wouldn't let her sleep much longer. It wasn't until after she was showered and dressed that Beca showed any signs of life. The blonde did her best not to roll her eyes as she headed downstairs to the kitchen. She was surprised to find Ben cooking breakfast.

"Morning, Aubrey," he said. "Ready for your big day?"

"As I'll ever be," she replied as she poured herself a glass of orange juice.

"You'll be fine," Ben reassured her. "I know it's been a big transition in a short amount of time, but I don't think you'll have any problem fitting in. Beca's got a good group of friends and I'm sure they'll take to you in no time."

"I hope so," Aubrey said as she sat at the table. "It's just 180 days. I can do this."

"That's one way to look at it," Ben conceded.

"I just wish I could still be with Chloe," Aubrey sighed as she sat at the table. "She's really the only one I'll actually miss."

"She'll be here this weekend," Ben reminded her. "She's welcome here anytime. I know this has been a big transition like I said and, for my part of it, I'm sorry for how rushed things were."

"I understand," Aubrey said. "I've never seen my mother as happy as she is with you. I'm glad my coming out and her support of it was able to bring the two of you together."

"Thank you," Ben said, smiling at Aubrey as he finished cooking. "And good morning, Beca. Coffee is nice and hot."

"Thanks Dad," Beca said as she made her way to the coffee maker to fill her grumpy cat mug. "Good morning, Aubrey," Beca said.

"Morning, Beca," Aubrey greeted the younger girl.

"I was just telling Brey about how great your friends are," Ben said as he plated everyone's breakfast.

"I suppose that's one way to describe them," Beca conceded, taking two plates and putting one in front of the blonde. "They are pretty awesome, most of the time. Just a word of advice, don't try to hear what Lily says. Trust me, it's for the best."

"Good to know," Aubrey said, smiling at her mother as she took a plate and sat at the table.

Conversation came to a lull as everyone ate. Soon enough, she was in Beca's car as the brunette drove the short distance to Barden High.

"Everyone knows you're gay, right?," Aubrey asked.

"Yeah, it's public knowledge," Beca confirmed. "Barden being a college town has its perks. Pretty much everyone's accepting. You still have a smattering of homophobic jocks like Tom Stewart, Theo Burnet, and especially the stupidly named Bumper Allan and Chicago Walp."

"That's their real names?," Aubrey asked, surprised.

"Yep, I stopped trying to figure it out years ago when I realized they're assholes and don't matter," Beca explained.

"Yeah, there's this guy, Howie, at my old school," Aubrey said. "Typical future frat boy douche. He used to always hit on me. Thinks he's God's gift to women. He's the biggest reason I finally decided to come out. I just couldn't take it anymore."

"Understandable," Beca said as she pulled into her assigned parking spot in the student lot. "I was never really in the closet. My mom told me she pretty much always knew. Of course her being bi helped."

"I'd imagine so," Aubrey agreed.

Being early, there was hardly anyone around yet. The walk to the office was filled mostly with small talk as Beca informed the blonde of various points of interest. They finally get to the office, and Aubrey was about to ask a question when a tall brunette walked out rendering both girls speechless.

The brunette looked up from the paper she was studying and saw the two step-sisters standing there. She smiles and walks over to them.

"Hi, my name is Stacie Conrad," the brunette says introducing herself. "I'm new here. Could one of you tell me where room A212 is?"

"Hi," Beca said with a smile. "I'm Beca Mitchell. How about instead of telling you, I show you?"

"Lead the way," Stacie says with a smile.

The two brunettes walk away, leaving Aubrey alone in the hallway.