Author's Note: After reading Rushing The Beat, I got the idea to do a sorority based Soulmate AU! Review with your thoughts.

The colour of a brush stroke on your left wrist reflects your soulmate's hair colour - if you have ombre hair, the colour of your soulmate's brush stroke will become ombre. And if you dye your hair, your soulmate's brush stroke will change colour too.

"My soulmate dyed her hair again." Beca rolled her eyes at Stacie, the leggy brunette lying on her bed. "Green back to blonde."

"Blonde to green to blonde in one day, I get it." Beca hummed as she continued sorting out the order of her CDs on the shelf in their dorm room. "Mine's still an off red colour."

The pair had just finished dragging their stuff up from the taxi they'd arrived at Barden University in. The university itself was well known for its collection of elite sororities, which Beca knew all too well about, from both her father's complaints and Stacie's constant babbling about them. She knew her leggy best friend had her eyes set on being a part of one sorority only - Beta Epsilon Lambda Lambda Alpha (βελλα in Greek letters). Beca's eyes rolled to the back of her head every time she heard the five letter combination's name.

Stacie had sat up, "do you think we'll meet them here? The soulmate Councillor at high school said we'd see them at Barden University - what if they're Bellas!"

Beca scoffed, swapping her Pink Floyd album for one by Arctic Monkeys. "If my soulmate is a Bella I will voluntarily eat my headphones." Stacie snorted, "either way, you can feel free to join a sorority, I'm happy to have my room to myself."

"I was made for Greek life."

"Well have fun rushing, I'm going to focus on my music — will you have a high enough GPA?"

Stacie's hand flew to her chest in offence, her shocked look making her best friend shake her head. "How dare you! My GPA is probably higher than the Bella's president's GPA is. I'm a biochem major Beca. What's your major?"

"Philosophy."

Stacie rolled her eyes, "you seriously don't want to be here."

"Ding, we have a winner." Beca shrugged and plugged her headphones in, "Stace, I just want to get to L.A.—" Stacie cut her best off as she stood up, pulling her rising white top back down.

"—and pay your dues, I know." Stacie walked over to the window, looking out over the quad; which was filled to bursting point with booths for various clubs and groups on campus. According to the information pamphlet Stacie was given, fraternity and sorority booths were located near the Greek side of campus, a five minute walk from the main activities fair. "I think you'd enjoy it, that's all."

"You sound like my dad." Beca groaned as the door opened, "as if this day couldn't get any worse."

Dr. Mitchell sighed, "I see you guys are settled in." The aging man looked between his daughter and her best friend. Beca's distant gazes and closed off body language was a tell tale sign that the brunette did not want to converse with her father. "Still wanting to be a Bella Stacie?"

Stacie turned away from the window, "yes, they're one of the most respected associations on campus."

"They're also stuck up bitches." Beca cut in, "I don't understand it."

Warren sighed, "go and look Becs; being one of them can do wonders for your college career; you know that."

Stacie smiled sympathetically at Dr. Mitchell, "I'll try and persuade her, don't worry. She's in good hands."

"Don't be afraid to try something new Beca. Stacie may be a legacy, but you have your own likeable qualities." Beca scoffed, causing Dr. Mitchell to shake his head as he walked out of the dorm, his tweed jacket becoming the thing Beca hated most about him.

"Let's just get this Beta Alpha shit over and done with." Beca stalked out of the door, Stacie fist pumping before following her.

Upon arriving at Greek Lake — as it had been called by the ten different sororities and fraternities on Barden's campus — Beca rolled her eyes at the sheer size of many of the houses which faced the clear lake. She was ready to shoot herself. Stacie had already begun her beeline to Beta Epsilon Lambda Lambda Alpha's booth; the blue letters on a white background the only thing they could see through the crowd of people.

"Fuck, I'll never get in." Stacie ran a hand over the blonde brush stroke on her wrist — a nervous tick she'd created.

Beca rolled her eyes, "maybe next year, what about one of these other sororities?" She moved her hand down the line of booths, "They look cool." She waved her hand in the direction of the booth with the second largest crowd. Stacie couldn't believe her best friend hadn't noticed that all of the people in front of it were male. Maybe Beca just didn't give a flying fuck.

Stacie sighed, "that's Theta Beta Alpha, a frat Beca."

"I love you Stace, you know that right?"

"Yeah of course…" Stacie raised an eyebrow, "why?"

Beca immediately grabbed Stacie's hand, wondering what had happened to her outgoing best friend to cause her to quit at the first sign of a potential fight. "Legacy coming through people!" Beca began pushing her way through the crowd (an admirable feat for someone so tiny). "Hello." Beca pushed Stacie towards the booth, behind which three perfectly made up girls were sitting, talking to potential pledges and holding an elegant and elite air. "You're welcome Stacie, adios." Beca was about to leave when her eyes met a pair of baby blue and hair that was an off red colour — shit.

Red began to speak, "Hello, I'm Chloe, Vice President of Admissions and Recruitment for Beta Epsilon Lambda Lambda Alpha." That voice, the soft and sweet tones making Beca's heart race. "We've won national prizes for our community work and a selection of our sisters take part in the ICCAs — International Championship of Collegiate A Capella. Are you interested?"

"Uh…" Beca glanced at Stacie. "She's a legacy." Beca scowled when she saw Stacie looking between her wrist and a blonde who was seated in the pristine front garden of the Bella's sorority house. "Stacie!"

Stacie's uninterested gaze came to land on Chloe, "uh, yeah, I am, my mother, she was a Bella."

"Mine was too!" A taller girl beside Stacie perked up, "Katherine Junk's my mom, who's yours?"

"Elouise Conrad, nee. Parsons…" Stacie held her hand out to the other girl, "I'm Stacie."

"Emily." Emily shook Stacie's hand, "wanna stick together through rushing?"

"Sure, right Becs?"

Beca groaned, she was sick of having one Bella obsessed friend, she didn't need another one. But she supposed it was a good way of escaping communal showers for something a little more hygienic. Hmm, maybe Stacie being a Bella wouldn't be so bad.

"That's so cool!" Chloe enthused, "let me just go get our President — Jessica, Ashley, mind talking to these guys a second whilst I grab Bree?"

Beca folds her arms, looking around and noticing a couple of girls in βελλα branded t-shirts handing out information packets to the long line of hopeful pledges. She looked at the two remaining girls at the booth, both wearing looks of disgust at her outward appearance. "I know, I don't want me to be here either."

Stacie elbowed Beca, smiling at the two Bella sisters, "hey, which one of you is which?"

"I'm Jessica." The blonde spoke curtly, her eyebrow still raised in a curious manner as her gaze didn't move from Beca. "This is Ashley. I'm head of Events and Programming, and she's the head of Academics — you need a 3.5 GPA to be considered for a place, 3.8 GPA is the point where it's highly likely you will receive a bid, but that's only if we like your look and personality too." The blonde looked Beca up and down. "But you two are likely to become our number one priority."

"Okay, they're both legacies through their mothers." Chloe walked back towards the booth, the blonde who was sitting in the Bella's front garden in tow. "Stacie and Emily, both freshmen I assume. But I thought you'd want to meet them."

Emily squealed from beside Stacie, causing Beca to look at the other freshman. At the first mention of a Legacy, a few members of the crowd had moved backwards slightly. But as soon as Chloe skipped off to get the President the remainder of the hopefuls moved back several paces, except the two merry women and Beca.

"Oh my god, you're Aubrey Posen!"

"Who?" Beca looked at Stacie as Emily continued bouncing up and down. "I'm not suited to all of this."

"I can tell." Came the clipped reply. "You must be Emily and Stacie. It's nice to meet two fellow legacies."

Beca glanced at Chloe, the Bella Vice President trying to hold back a giggle at the freshman's clear confusion.

Emily managed to control her excitement, "your mother and father began the bond between Theta Beta Alpha and Beta Epsilon Lambda Lambda Alpha — they dated and then got married; it's now a tradition for the Presidents of the two chapters to at least try one date in order to honour the 1980s as a decade of success and peace between the two quarrelling organisations — even if they aren't soulmates. Apparently you and the current president of Theta Beta Alpha are in fact soulmates — but that's just a rumour..."

Stacie scratched the back of her head as she subtly checked her brush stroke with the Bella president's hair. "What's the procedure for soulmate exploration in your sorority? I know there's rules for visitation at night and such…"

Chloe smiled, "soulmate interaction is an important part of life, so we put major emphasis on the idea that if you have your soulmate you should be able to spend time with them — for example, if they're in a sorority or fraternity both Executive Boards need to know." From all the speeches from Bella representatives Beca could hear around her, Chloe's obviously scripted spiel was one of the few that almost came across as genuine. "We offer support for new soulmates and a safe place for you to explore the beginnings of your life together."

Beca rolled her eyes, "can we go now? We all know this soulmates bull shit doesn't count for anything."

Aubrey folded her arms, "Beta-scuse me? Why don't you go and find the High Notes, I'm sure they'd acknowledge someone else to smoke dope with, if you aren't interested in our institution how about you zip it whilst I talk to people who obviously are."

Beca held her hands up, walking backwards a few paces. "Sorry Chloe, carry on."

Chloe smiled, holding out her clipboard and pointing to several points on the calendar, "tonight we have an open mixer with Theta Beta Alpha, which will have information about rushing and the sorts of things you can expect from the sibling institution programme we have with them." Chloe circled a date on the calendar, "Tomorrow begins our house tours, which are on the hour eleven a.m. through to three p.m. After these, we hold the first of many opportunities for you to meet our sisters. The final date of bid day will be announced then. Feel free to visit the other sororities on campus, but we're sure that none of them will suit you like our Bellas." She hummed as Jessica handed both Stacie and Emily an information packet. "If you have any other questions Ashley and I are around campus for the next couple of days."

Emily skipped towards Beca, making Stacie smile. "I can't wait for house tours!"

Stacie caught up with Beca, "my wrist is the same exact shade of blonde as Aubrey's hair."

"So?" Beca handed Stacie the rush week schedule she'd taken from the table.

"Aubrey's soulmate is Jesse Swanson." Beca nodded, "Chloe's hair matched your wrist."

Beca rolled her eyes, "she's the Vice President of the Bellas, Stace. I'm never getting in that house whilst Aubrey's there, she hates me."

Emily poked her head in between the two, "where's your dorm?"

Beca sighed, not looking forward to the harsh realities of her soulmate predicament. "Baker."

"Me too!" Emily's enthusiasm and go getting personality were Beca's top two hatred gaining things. Were, she'd just met Aubrey Posen.

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