Note: This loosely follows the story line of Pitch Perfect. There are some minor differences: Beca is the same age as Aubrey and Chloe; and the personalities of Aubrey and Chloe switch up on occasion. I don't own Pitch Perfect or its characters.
I want to thank Thelonewolf06 for allowing me to use her prompt for this story. Hope you enjoy it.
Chloe Beale and Aubrey Posen were faced with the enormous task of finding 10 girls with bikini-ready bodies who can sing to fill out their a capella group the Barden Bellas.
"Hey, Barb," Chloe calls out to a girl walking by. "Are you going to audition this year? We have openings."
"Oh," says Barb. "Now that you've puked your way to the bottom you want me to audition? I've auditioned like three times and you didn't pick me because you said my boobs looked like bologna."
Barb puts her hands on her hips causing her sweater to open and prove them right. Her boobs did look like bologna.
Aubrey and Chloe both raised their eyebrows looking at her chest and then looked everywhere but at Barb. Barb made some rude comment and walked away.
"This is a travesty," Chloe said.
"Just keep flyering," Aubrey says.
"Maybe we just try and get good singers," Chloe said.
"Good singers? What?," a plus-sized blonde asks.
"Do you sing?," Chloe asked her.
"Yes."
"Can you match pitch?," Chloe asked.
"Try me."
Aubrey looked at Chloe and nodded for her to go ahead. Chloe sang a note and the blonde matched it each time Chloe went up a key.
"What's your name?," Aubrey asks.
"Fat Amy," is the reply.
Aubrey looks at Chloe and Chloe looks at Aubrey.
"You call yourself 'Fat Amy'?," Aubrey asks.
"Yeah," said Fat Amy. "So twig bitches like you don't say it behind my back."
Aubrey nodded her head, somewhat impressed by this.
"See you at auditions, Fat Amy," Aubrey tells her handing her a flyer.
Chloe watches Amy walk away and notices a pretty brunette looking around. She was wearing dark grey skinny jeans, a sleeveless gray sweater over a red tank top, and what could only be described as 'combat boots.'
"She's kind of hot," Chloe thought.
"What about her?," Chloe asks out loud pointing the girl out.
Aubrey smiles. "I don't know, Chloe," Aubrey says. "She looks a little too 'alternative' for us."
The girl sees the two and smiles. She walks over and before she can say anything Chloe is handing her a flyer.
"Any interest in joining our a capella group?," Chloe asks.
"Oh," the girl says looking at Aubrey and Chloe. "This is a thing now."
"Oh, totes," Chloe tells her. "We don't use any instruments. We do it all with our mouths."
"Yikes."
"So, are you interested?," Chloe asks.
"Sorry," the girl says. "It's just, it's pretty lame."
"Aca-excuse me?," Aubrey says. "Synchronized lady dancing to a Mariah Carey chart topper is not lame!"
"We sing all over the world and in national competitions," Chloe says quickly.
"On purpose?," the girl asks with a smirk.
"We played the Cobb Energy Performing Arts Center, you bitch!," Aubrey says.
"What Aubrey means to say," Chloe says, "is that we are a close knit group of girls who are dreaming of making it to the national championships. Help us turn our dream into a reality."
"I know exactly what Aubrey means," the girls said with a grin. She turns to Aubrey and says, "I haven't seen you in months and within 5 minutes you're already calling me a bitch?"
Chloe looks between the girl and Aubrey, a confused look on her face.
"Well, if the eyeliner fits," Aubrey says with a laugh.
She grabs the girl and pulls her into a hug.
"So, I'm guessing this is Chloe?," the girls says as they break apart.
Chloe just continues to look on in confusion.
"Chloe," Aubrey says with her arm around the girl's shoulder. "This is Beca Mitchell. My best friend since we were 5 years old."
"Oh, Aubrey told me you were transferring this year," Chloe says. "I've heard a lot about you. It's a pleasure to finally meet you."
"I've heard a lot about you, too," Beca says looking Chloe up and down. "And, believe me, the pleasure is all mine."
"Down girl," Aubrey says with a laugh. "Please don't hit on Chloe. It's too weird."
"I don't mind," Chloe says biting her bottom lip.
"Brey, she's doing the bottom lip thing," Beca says with a groan.
"God, I can't believe that still gets to you," Aubrey says.
"I can't help it," Beca says. "It just does something to me."
"So," Chloe says. "Are you going to try out."
"Yes," Aubrey says.
"No, I'm not," Beca says.
"Yes, you are," Aubrey says.
"Sorry, Chloe," Beca says. "I don't even sing."
"Bullshit," Aubrey says. "You forget I know you."
"Come on, Brey," Beca whines. "Don't make me."
"You will drag your fucking ass to auditions," Aubrey says, "or I will call Laura Matthews, tell her where you are AND give her your number."
"That's blackmail!," Beca says.
"You better aca-believe it," Aubrey says.
Chloe doesn't know what to make of this whole scene of Aubrey dropping the f-bomb and being so laid back and casual with Beca. She has never seen this side of her in the almost 4 years she's known her. She actually seems, relaxed.
"Fine!," Beca says grudgingly. "I'll audition. And for the record, I hate you."
"You better fucking believe you will," Aubrey says. "And for the record, no you don't."
Chloe wasn't sure she liked the way Aubrey was acting around Beca. Plus, Aubrey has used more cuss words in the past 10 minutes than she's heard her use the entire time she's known her.
"Now, help up us pack up and let's go to lunch," Aubrey
"Damn," Beca says. "Bossy much."
The three girls pack up and head to Aubrey and Chloe's favorite pizza place. They grab a table and waitress is at their table immediately ready to take their orders.
"Don't bother looking at the menu," Aubrey tells Beca. "Hey, Andrea. We need one medium Hawaiian pizza with extra pineapple and one medium meat lovers supreme with jalapenos."
"And to drink?," Andrea asks.
"Diet Coke," Aubrey said.
"Same," Chloe says.
"Beer," Beca says.
"We don't serve beer here," Andrea says
"Coke, then," Beca said.
Andrea leaves to put in the order and get their drinks.
"I can't believe you still think pineapple on pizza is a good idea," Beca says and shivers. "Yuck!"
"It's really good," Chloe says.
"Fruit does not belong on a pizza," Beca says adamantly.
"Beca, we have this argument every time we get pizza," Aubrey says. "You like what you like and I, we, like what we like."
"Okay, whatever," Beca says raising her hands in defeat.
Andrea brings the drinks. Beca takes a sip of hers and grimaces.
"Gross!," Beca says. "This shit is diet. One of you have mine."
Aubrey and Chloe take a sip of their drinks.
"Here," Chloe says. "This is the regular."
"Thanks, Red," Beca says switching the drinks.
"So, Aubrey, did you talk to Chloe about the new living arrangements?," Beca asked.
"What living arrangements?," Chloe asked sitting up straighter in her chair.
"Are you moving out so you can live with this hobbit?," Chloe spits out with a glare at Beca.
Beca raised her eyebrows and looked at Aubrey with a smirk. Aubrey just laughed.
"No, Chlo," Aubrey said, laughing again at the look on Beca's face. "Beca wanted to know if we would want to live in her house. It's paid for and we would have only have to chip in for utilities and food."
"You own a house?," Chloe asked surprised her anger momentarily forgotten.
"Yeah," Beca said. "It belonged to my grandmother on my father's side. She left it to me when she died. My dad was pretty pissed cause she left me everything in her will. The house was being used as a rental, but it's been empty for a few months. I had my dad hire professional maids to come in to clean it and landscapers to take care of the yard work. It's furnished but if you don't like something we can go shopping and get something else. Plus, it's really convenient cause it's only 10 minutes from campus."
"We should totally move in with Beca, Chlo," Aubrey said excitedly. "It would be fucking awesome!"
"You should come see it," Beca said. "If you don't like it, that's cool. I'll just live there by myself, rambling around from room to room, lonely and unloved. I'll probably get drunk from drowning my loneliness in vodka, and then literally drown in the pool because I was too drunk to save myself when I fall in in my drunken state," Beca says with a heavy sigh at the end.
"O-M-AcaG," Aubrey says. "Don't be such a drama queen. We'll come by after we finish here and Chloe can see the place. We haven't signed the new lease on our apartment yet so we won't have to worry about that if we decided to move in with you."
"Cool," Beca says.
The girls finished their lunch and were walking back to campus so Beca could pick up her car.
"I can't believe you at that whole pizza by yourself," Chloe says to Beca.
"Not my first time," Beca says proudly.
"How do you stay so slim?," Chloe asks.
"I have a great metabolism," Beca says with a shrug.
"Don't let her fool you, Chlo," Aubrey says. "She does karate and has a brown belt. She's even won some competitions, so she works out and trains like all the time."
"Wow," Chloe says.
They arrive at Beca's car. Chloe gave a small hum of approval.
"A 1966 Mustang convertible," Chloe says. "Very nice."
"Just another gift from my grandmother," Beca says.
"It's the first thing Beca bought with her inheritance," Aubrey told Chloe.
"Hey, Chloe, why don't you sit up front?," Beca says with a wink. "That way I can keep my eyes on the road and on you," she says and gives her another wink.
Chloe huffs and sits in the back. Beca and Aubrey talk about Barden while Chloe sits in the back, arms crossed, trying to ignore the ease at which the two best friends were talking.
They arrive at the house and Chloe is stunned at how big it is. Beca parks in the driveway and leads the girls into the house.
"It has 6 bedrooms," Beca says. "I've taken the two smaller ones on the main floor and turned one into my mixing room."
"Mixing room?," Chloe asks.
"Oh yeah," Aubrey says. "Beca wants to produce music. She sometimes DJs and makes her own mixes. You've actually heard some of them. I play them when I'm working out."
"Those are Beca's?," Chloe asks. "You never told me that. They're really good."
"Yep," Aubrey said. "I'm thinking she might be able to come up with something we can use for the Bellas."
Chloe does not know what to make of Beca. One minute Chloe finds herself attracted to her and the next she's pissed because of the way Aubrey is so relaxed around her.
"There are 2 Master Bedrooms on the second floor," Beca says walking upstairs. "They both have their own full bathroom so I figure you guys could each have one. We can use the other two for guests or whatever."
Beca shows the girls the rest of the house and the pool.
"I'm dreaming of how hot you two would look lounging around out here in your bikinis," Beca said with a smirk. "Please, help turn my dream into a reality."
Aubrey laughs at Beca. Chloe just huffs and looks at her.
"Well, there it is," Beca said ending the tour in the kitchen. "What do you think? Want to move in?"
"Beca can you give us a minute so we can discuss it?," Chloe asks.
"Sure," Beca said. "I have some unpacking to do so I'll be in my room. Just come get me when you're ready."
Beca leaves the two alone to talk. Aubrey looks at Chloe.
"What's to talk about, Chloe?," Aubrey asks. "This place is great and we'll save a lot of money if we live here. Plus, we can have some kickass parties."
"I'll admit it's a great place, Brey," Chloe says. "But, Beca keeps flirting with me. It's starting to make me uncomfortable."
"Seriously, Chlo?," Aubrey says with a raised brow. "You flirt with everybody. She's a lot like you in that regard. She also has a charm about her that's easy to fall for. Is that what you're afraid of? That you might fall for her?"
Chloe's mouth drops open at Aubrey's suggestion.
"What?," Chloe gasps. "No! I don't find her charming at all."
"Whatever," Aubrey says not believing her. "Please say we can move in here. I can't think of any better housemates than my two best friends. You'll see. She'll grow on you."
"It will save us money," Chloe said. "We'll have to have some rules. If she's okay with that, then I say let's do it."
"Yay!," Aubrey squeals.
"Did Aubrey Posen just squeal?," Chloe thinks looking at her blonde friend.
"Beca?," Aubrey calls out heading toward Beca's room. "We're in!"
Chloe sighs and thinks, "Something tells me this is going to be a mistake."