The first time Chloe saw Beca at the activities fair, it felt like something inside her just snapped into place. Damn, that girl was beautiful. Something about the way she looked, the way she carried herself, was just irresistible. At least it was to Chloe, maybe not so much to Aubrey. It was safe to say Aubrey and Beca didn't exactly hit it off from the start, but Chloe was hooked. Their first encounter was all too brief and left Chloe dying to know more. Who was this gorgeous girl, and why was Chloe so drawn to her? She had to find out, but she didn't even know her name.

Unfortunately, Chloe didn't see much of Beca for the first month of school – but not for lack of trying; she just couldn't seem to find the mysterious freshman. Probably because Chloe was a senior, trying to stalk a freshman…their schedules were as different as night and day. Not to mention stalking someone whose name you don't know is a little challenging. One night, though, Chloe was in the shower fooling around with Tom, some guy that had been pursuing her for a while when she heard the most beautiful voice, singing "Titanium." The Bellas were desperate for girls who could sing, and Chloe was desperate to find Beca again, so she took a chance and left her boy to take care of himself while she went in search of the voice.

She knew she would have been disappointed had it not been Beca she found when she pulled open the shower curtain. Once she did, she must have spent a good thirty seconds just staring at the girl in front of her. God Beca was hot.

"You can sing!" Exclaimed Chloe, beaming. Chloe's excitement had nothing to do with the fact that the girl was, in fact, Beca. Nope. Nothing at all. She was just excited to find a "super hot girl with a bikini-ready body, who can harmonize and has perfect pitch." You know, for Aubrey and her standards.

Beca spun around quickly, cutting herself off mid-verse, mouth agape; Chloe almost launched herself at the girl. To hug her, of course. Friends hug, and Chloe wanted them to be friends, right? Yeah.

"DUDE!" Beca gasped, yanking the shower curtain shut. Chloe just yanked it open again, stepping into Beca's personal space to turn the water off.

"How high does your belt go?" Chloe questioned. She didn't even try to stop her eyes from roaming Beca's body. Everything about Beca was perfect. Suddenly she had the overwhelming urge to trail kisses from Beca's lips, to her collarbone, over the swell of breasts, across her stomach and down her hips…she wanted to do things to this girl that she had never even thought of before. She wanted to make Beca moan her name. Wait. What? What was happening here?

"My what?!" Beca was beyond flustered. She certainly hadn't missed Chloe's eyes roving her body, and the redhead was making no effort to cover herself up, giving Beca plenty of time to drink her in. Beca, however, did her best to keep herself from ogling her sudden companion.

"You have to audition for the Bellas!" Chloe continued, oblivious to Beca's awkwardness.

"I can't concentrate on anything you're saying until you cover your junk!" Beca replied. It wasn't that she wasn't enjoying the view, oh no, she certainly was. At least, when she allowed herself to sneak peeks. But it really was hard to concentrate when Chloe's flawless, naked body was right in front of her. Close enough to touch. And Beca wanted to touch her. So badly.

"Just...consider it! One time we sang backup for Prince! His butt is so tiny, I can hold it with like one hand." Chloe persuaded, stepping closer to Beca. Beca, on the other hand, was still trying to cover herself up with her loofa and a shampoo bottle. She even succeeded in grabbing the corner of the shower curtain, until Chloe knocked everything out of her hands while demonstrating just how tiny Prince's butt was. Beca just gave up at that point, turning to face the wall. Not that Chloe minded, it gave her a great view of Beca's ass and the tattoos on her back.

"Seriously. I am nude." She looked over her shoulder at Chloe, incredulity painted all over her face.

"You were singing Titanium, right?" Chloe stepped forward yet again. Damn, this brunette was doing things to her. It was like she was being pulled towards Beca.

"You know David Guetta?" Beca cracked a smile at that, at least the intruder had good taste in music.

Have I been living under a rock? Yeah! That song is my jam! My lady jam…" Chloe winked.

"That's nice." Beca breathed, immediately picturing Chloe doing very inappropriate things. She turned back to the wall to hide the blush that was undoubtedly turning her red as a tomato.

"It is. That song really builds…" Chloe winked again.

"Gross…" Beca muttered. Not that she really thought it was gross, but Chloe's hand motions made her remember Tom and the thought of Chloe with Tom…gross.

"Can you sing it for me?" Chloe looked hopeful, dying to hear Beca's rich alto voice fill the showers again.

"Dude, no! Get out!" Beca exclaimed. Wait. What? Chloe wanted her to sing her lady jam…why was Beca turning this down again? Oh right. Naked. And as much as she kind of didn't want the ginger to leave, her awkwardness took over. She couldn't just sing in a shower naked with a girl she barely knew. That was not normal.

"I'm not leaving here until you sing. So…" Chloe sighed, hands on her hips, fully confident in her nakedness. Beca took a quick second to make sure she wasn't imagining things – a staggeringly beautiful redhead, practically out of her dreams, that she never thought she would see again was standing in her shower. Asking her to sing a song that gets her off. Beca blew out a short breath and turned around, still attempting to cover herself, and picked up exactly where she left off. At first she had intended on just looking at the floor, or her feet, or anywhere but Chloe really. But as she turned around, she her gaze caught those endless pools of cerulean, and she was a goner. Beca couldn't tear her eyes away from Chloe's as she sang. When Chloe jumped in, harmonizing with her flawlessly, Beca almost lost it. The result was exquisite. There was this electric connection between them, so strong that Beca even relaxed and took an involuntary step towards Chloe, bringing them closer yet again. They trailed off their singing, gazing into each other's eyes, smiling the secret smiles of two people falling in love without even realizing it. Beca let her eyes drop, tracing Chloe's curves, lingering longer than necessary, prompting Chloe to say something about being pretty confident about all that as she motioned to her physique. Beca quickly agreed with her, who wouldn't?

"So…" Chloe ran one hand down Beca's arm, completely lost in the moment. She was about to take one last step and close the distance between them…until the boy Chloe had been with decided to pop his head in to retrieve her.

"You have a lovely voice," he said to Beca, who flinched away from Chloe and scrambled to cover herself up once more. He had no qualms about standing there perfectly naked and leering at both girls, obviously letting his mind wander to very dirty scenarios. Not that either girl had a problem with those scenarios, but they preferred them sans Tom.

"Thanks." She snapped, irritated to have been interrupted, and even more irritated that this guy was obviously with Chloe. Oh yeah, and she was naked. In front of two people she barely knew. Cool.

"So I'll definitely see you at auditions, right?" Chloe asked, quickly masking her disappointment at the interruption.

Beca gave a half smile and said, "If you'll be there, I'll be there." She would do pretty much anything to see Chloe again. Chloe beamed that brilliant smile at Beca one more time, taking another long look at Beca's petite and unbelievably sexy body before intruder #2 cleared his throat in an unmistakable request for Chloe's undivided attention. Or to be invited in to join the girls. Chloe shuddered at the thought of sharing Beca – wait, sharing Beca? Beca wasn't hers to share… She quickly shook off the thought and reluctantly vacated Beca's shower, much to the disappointment of both girls. Instead of returning to the shower with Tom, however, Chloe made up a lame excuse and left. She couldn't stop thinking about Beca, and she wanted to go home and listen to her lady jam. It was so much better now.

Auditions were quickly approaching, Chloe thought as she quickly walked home, so she would see Beca soon. Hope overwhelmed her; not seeing Beca again wasn't an option. She had to know what it would feel like to have Beca's lips on hers…