Hey guys, so I guess I have some explaining to do again. Glad l Met You isn't really being worked on, I really dislike writing Bechloe and I don't know why. I don't like to admit it, but I'm a straight up hipster when it comes to shipping and popular ones are the ones I don't like. Except for Mitchsen of course.

So yeah, I made this fic. Because I love Mitchsen and side Chacie stories and only that Chocolat kid and Romeothewriter do them but Romeo's stories with Chacie are like super duper side Chacie with like one scene every twelve chapters and Chocolat's are too short. So I decided to write one.

So anyway, yeah. I don't own Pitch Perfect.

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"Aubrey, we have some news..." Chloe trailed off for the thousandth time.

Aubrey rolled her eyes once more, they had been attempting to tell her, whatever it was, for the better half of an hour. She honestly didn't care too much by now, they had already bored her out of oblivion, there was no way they were reeling her back in now.

"What Chloe's trying-"

"And failing," the blonde added.

The brunette, Stacie, gritted her teeth. "Trying to say, is that... We're dating."

"Surprise," Chloe said nervously, clapping her hands together with hope in her eyes. Hope they wouldn't be rejected by their best friend, who they might add had been there with them since kindergarten.

That actually shocked Aubrey quite a bit. It was different from their usual secrets, but still wasn't that bad. "Okay." She said, monotone.

"Okay?"

"Yeah, well, congrats I guess. Woo?" Aubrey somewhat cheered. She didn't see the big deal, people in the grade date all the time, and that's what she told them.

"Because Bree, we're like kinda gay now!" Stacie threw her hands up, gesturing to her and Chloe.

"Actually, based on what I know about you two, Chloe's probably bisexual and you're pansexual, but that's up to you to decide." They looked at her, confusion masking them and she only shrugged. "I looked up the sexualities."

"Why?" The redhead asked.

"I like girls too, I wanted to know my options." Aubrey responded.

"You're gay?" the couple now asked at the same time.

"You can put it that way. Look, the only thing I have a problem with here is I'm now the third wheel. Happy? You got somewhat of a reaction?"

"Omg we should totes set you up with someone!" Chloe squealed.

"Yes! Oh my god, you know who?" Stacie asked, putting her hands on Chloe's shoulders, an answer in mind.

"Who?"

"The badass of the grade, Beca Mitchell of course! She's like a mystery wrapped in an enigma, her personality would so clash with Bree's forming the most powerful couple in school!" Stacie responded.

"Whoa whoa whoa!" Aubrey put her hands up. "No way. Beca is a pain in my-"

"Come on Aubs!" Chloe elbowed her friend. "She's cute, she's determined, she likes music! And I heard she's a real gentleman once you get to know her!"

Aubrey only crossed her arms and rolled her eyes again. "From who? Is this one of Amy's tall tales again?"

Chloe only smiled and shook her head. "Nope!" She said, popping the 'P'. "Jessica. And she never lies. Ya know, when she talks. Apparently she friends with them too."

The blonde raised an eyebrow. If Jessica confirmed it then it had to be true. But her with Beca Mitchell? Their groups didn't mix, besides a few mutual friends. On her side was just her, Chloe, and Stacie, and Ashley and Jessica every now and then. Some guys too like Chloe's friend Tom, but he was more of her brother. Surprisingly, tom thought of her as a sister, so they both basically friendzoned, or plain sibling-zoned each other which was nice.

Beca's group though was bigger. It was her, Cynthia Rose, Denise, Jesse, Benji, Luke, and Lily which was known as one of the queerest group based on the fact Luke was the only one who wasn't LGBTA, since Jesse and Benji were dating, and Cynthia arose and Denise were, leaving Beca as the most eligible lesbian in high school since Lily was an asexual aromantic. And a pyromaniac so that kind of pushed people away.

Anyway, Beca? Why her? It wasn't as if she never thought about it but did they really think they would work? Or that Aubrey wanted her?

"You seem to like bad boys Aubrey, and I know it. Your dad would never approve so you want them. It's your inner rebel." Chloe answered, as if reading her mind.

"Shut up." Aubrey muttered back.

"And," Chloe continued, "She's dark and brooding, opinionated, and sarcastic enough to take your sarcasm. These are all things you want!" Chloe basically shouted.

"I don't care!" Aubrey yelled back, finally standing up from the couch in Chloe's basement. "I know she's everything I want! Believe me, it's crossed my mind! But we just clash and fight whenever we talk, remember? It's as if you've never seen us interact!"

Because no one has, Chloe silently thought.

"We get in a five foot range and it's like a bomb went off, or better yet, a nuke! Okay?"

Stacie and Chloe had been silently and slowly backing away the whole time, frightened by their friends behavior. "Yeah," Chloe finally spoke, stepping forward. "We get it. Sorry I guess."

Aubrey straightened her posture and cleared her throat. "Alright. Good."

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The next day at school, things were hectic. Now that 'Chacie', as everyone called it, was a thing, people were basically lining up to ask how it happened and Chloe was livid to tell the tale.

Stacie had liked Chloe for a long time. Maybe even longer than when she finally figured out why her got butterflies at the sight of her. So, being her bold self, she decided to act on it.

She had known two things about Chloe Beale her whole life.

One, Chloe liked fairy tales, and two,

Chloe liked cliches.

So, she waited. It was the perfect plan in her mind, she just needed Mother Nature to cooperate. So, when it began to downpour a week after creating the plan and all the meticulous details, Stacie marched to Chloe's house and knocked on the door.

When the redhead answered, she simply tugged her outside ready to give her speech.

In the pouring rain like Chloe always wanted her first kiss to happen. That's right, Chloe had never kissed anyone. They 'were only sophomores' she would say, 'what's the rush.'

"Chloe Elizabeth Beale," she started. "I have never felt this way about anyway. Meaningless dates and hookups that were really just terrible make out sessions, they meant nothing to me. They made me feel nothing more importantly, where as you make me feel something. Where every time you laugh or smile it's contagious and when you're sad I need to help." Stacie took a second, examining her reaction. When she saw Chloe looked more lovingly than pitiful, she continued. "I didn't think I felt this way for girls, I don't even think I'm gay, but I do know that I want you Chloe. Not in a sexual way, but I just want you and need you and all of you. To complete me, so I can love you and all of you. Because you're perfect Chloe and I don't know how long I've felt this way but I know it won't end anytime soon. So please." she took a large breath. "Say you'll be mine?" Stacie finished, both soaked from the rain.

Whether the redhead was crying at the end was beyond her based on the rain, but when she heard Chloe's voice crack as she whispered out a "Yes," she could tell her speech moved her.

Leaning in, Chloe met her halfway and their lips collided, and it wasn't fireworks it was volcanoes erupting and explosions and her heart was racing as she pulled Chloe in further to her by her waist.

Her tongue flicked Chloe's bottom lip to ask permission and it was granted as the rain still poured over them.

When they separated for air, Stacie laid her forehead on Chloe's, still slightly lacking oxygen. "I love you," the brunette whispered, staring into Chloe's blue eyes.

"I love you too." Chloe responded, staring back. "But not just because you came here and did your big speech, and not just because you said it first. I truly love you Stacie, I have for a long time. I'm just glad we were both able to admit it."

They both grinned, shivering in the rain.

Aubrey hadn't actually heard the story until Chloe and Stacie explained it at lunch with Jessica and Ashley listening intently, both were hopeless romantics and basically some of the only straight girls at school, yet still loved all types of love stories.

"What about you Aubrey, anyone special in your life?" Jessica asked after Chloe had finished.

"No, and I don't think there will be soon. No one's exactly caught my eye," she answered back.

"Cough, Beca, cough," Chloe muttered, earning a glare from Aubrey. what the blonde didn't know was that she was warning everyone that the brunette was coming towards their table.

"Hey guys." Beca greeted. "I heard Chloe and Stacie got together after hearing the story in the hall when you were surrounded by everyone at the lockers. Congratulations." Beca flashed her signature smirk, and Aubrey would never admit it but she almost swooned. If Jessica was right about her being a gentleman, she would hands down go out with her, except that they always fought. No one knew exactly why or had seen any of the arguments first hand, but they always brought up those fights whenever they were reminded the other existed.

"Hello Beca," Aubrey mumbled. She thought if she somewhat wanted to date Beca, now would be the time to act civil.

"Hey princess," the short girl responded, earning a slap on the arm from Chloe. "Hey!" Chloe raised her eyebrows, looking at her expectantly, causing Beca to grown. "Ugh, fine. Hey Aubrey."

Chloe smiled in response to approve of what she said and Beca smirked. Again. "Yep!" Stacie grinned. "It took a bit but I got her." She and Beca shared a high five and the brunette continued. "How about you Beca? You interested in anyone?"

Beca only shrugged and looked around, ending on Aubrey. "Not yet. I don't think, at least."

Aubrey's eyebrows furrowed, wondering if she were directly saying that towards her in a way to get a reaction or just coincidence.

"Well when you do, tell me!" Chloe added.

"I'll be sure of that, Red." And with that, Beca got up from the seat to walk back to her own table.

"I didn't know you were friends." Stacie stated, wrapping her arm around Chloe's waist.

"We weren't until a few weeks ago. We have some stuff in common so I talked to her. She has the biggest table in the room all to herself and her group so we brought up the topic of merging since we have some mutual friends like Fat Amy, Jessica, and Ashley."

Aubrey only rappidly shook her head in response as Jessica and Ashley smiled and nodded. She glared at the pair, then grinned evilly. "Alright, you two wanna be apart of the gay group?" She smirked smugly as Jessica shrugged.

"Amy's in it and so is Luke, it doesn't seem to bother them. I say why not, they're all pretty cool." Jessica answered.

"Yeah, we need more friends." Ashley put in.

"It's settled then! We're moving to Beca's table, sorry Aubrey, it's four against one."

Aubrey grimaced, the thought of sitting with Beca was not only infuriating but the amount of awkward silence that would accompany the move would be enough to drive her crazy.

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Somehow though, Aubrey was wrong. There was no awkward silence and the two groups bonded better than they had with any other group of people in the school since when they formed. She learned Beca was a really funny person once you met her and no arguments had sprouted since they had arrived which was much better than she could've hoped for.

Jesse ended up convincing everyone that in order to bond they must watch a movie together that night, to which Beca groaned. That's how Aubrey, Chloe, and Stacie learned of Beca's hatred of films and movies all together, which they all had found extremely surprising.

At her home, Aubrey had no idea why, she found herself really worrying about what to wear. She had never gotten nervous around new people before.

Maybe just Beca.

She scowled to herself, shaking the thought out of her head.

Though she didn't recall what the movie was she did know it was a thriller, and though she'd never admit it she was terrified of them.

She looked at the clock, five forty-five. She had to leave now to be at Beca's house in time to meet everyone. Apparently they were going to the drive in, she didn't know they still ran but they were going. She grabbed her jacket and ran out of her room towards the door, ready to meet the others.