DISCLAIMER: Obviously I don't own anything aside from the plot. And if I do, something more could have happened inside that tent. . .

They walk across the sidewalk of Barden campus, the wind of fall sprawling across their faces. Her boyfriend just taken her out of one of the nicest date any girl would have wanted.

He took her to an open field which just took a few minutes drive from the campus. He even found the time to get the picnic all prepared before they even arrive on the spot. It was a nice view, she got to admit. They watched the sunset like a romantic couple in a movie as she let him cuddle with her, he hugs her from behind as she let herself relax into his arms. And she thinks that it's charming, so charming. . .

Except that she doesn't feel that it is.

He hugs her so tightly like there's no tomorrow and that makes her breathe a little difficult. And she found herself being uncomfortable in their position. Her neck and back is aching against his hard chest. She also wishes that he just ordered Taco Bell because the sandwich they ate earlier has an awful kind of mayo. And his perfume is so strong giving her a mild headache.

And she thought of something when she sees the maple leaf fell gently on her shoulders. The radiance of color red possessed the fallen leaves piling up around. And suddenly, it just made her smile a little unconsciously. No, it isn't something. It's someone. Someone. . .

"Hey Becaw!"

The Treblemaker made his way towards her, a little smile tugging at his face. They were just heading to the Bellas' Quarters. She didn't know that all of her thinking made her stop from walking and it made her groan in frustration. God, she daydreams a lot these days.

"Are you alright? Is there something wrong?" Jesse eyed her girlfriend, worry is written all over his face. And Beca doesn't know if he really should be, because she liked their date but she doesn't like it even one bit. See, now she's questioning her sanity. She thinks she's becoming bipolar. She gives out a long but quiet sigh.

"Yeah I'm okay. I'm just pretty tired from all the adventure, you gave today."

The brunette is very thankful when they finally reached their destination. Jesse asked her again if everything's fine because she still seemed a little bit off, whilst she tried her best to clarify that she's absolutely alright. Her boyfriend gave her one last kiss before finally letting her go.

Her mind starts wondering again as she strode her way to the house. His lips are too wet and she can still feel the dryness of it as it brushed against hers. This is what she always thought every time after the kiss they shared. Though it feels different on the day they did it in the ICCA's during the end of their freshman year. She can't say that it wasn't a good kiss, but she can't also say that it was . . . the most amazing one.

She didn't felt the electrifying kind of thing or the 'spark' that what people usually say when they kiss their partner. She was probably too overwhelmed that time because of what they just did in their performance that she didn't have the time to really identify and observe what she felt on their first kiss.

Beca take a good look at their house before entering the door. The memories flooding back in her mind; she remembers the very first time she stumbled over the Barden Bellas' booth. And that perky redhead who invaded her shower. Well, now that she thought of it, she practically owes Chloe her life right now. She wouldn't have gone to the auditions if no one was persistent as Chloe.

"How long do you think will she stand by there?"

"Umm, maybe for about another five minutes . . .?"

The two voices pulled her out of her train of thoughts before blinking rapidly and was met by the image of Jessica and Ashley both leaning at each side of the door frame. The small brunette realized that she's been staring off to space, again, for a couple of minutes, she thinks?

"Hey, guys. . . Uh where are you off to?" She asked, trying to ease the spurting awkwardness into the air, because the two Bellas still didn't stop from staring at her.

"Oh, Ash and I are just going to check out the new bookstore. It's their opening night; you want to come with us?" The blonde said both of them finally stepping out of the door. Beca didn't notice that the two of them are dressed up.

"Uh no thanks, I think I'm just going to take some rest tonight."

"Okay. Bye Beca."

"Stay safe guys." The brunette called out as their shadows slowly fade away.

Beca reached the second floor and settle her things on her bed. Thankfully Amy is currently having her official date with Bumper so no one is there to interrupt the silence enveloping the room. Don't get her wrong, she loves that enormous blonde but sometimes you can't really stop the one and only Fat Amy from talking about random things and all of that Tasmanian slang and adventures. And for the time being, her mind is pretty dead beat after today.

She stepped into the shower and closed the shower curtains. The warm water touched her skin as she opened the shower and let her brown locks fall to wash her hair. After a fifteen minute rendition of Ke$ha, the brunette turned off the shower and gathered up the loosen strands of her hair that she stacked up to the wall.

"Hey Becs, when did you got home?" A fiery redhead peak inside her shower, fully aware how naked Beca still is. But this didn't even concerned the senior.

"Dude! Seriously?!" The brunette screeched turning her body to the wall given that there's no useful tool in the shower this time to cover her junk aside from the shampoo bottles.

"What's there to worry about? I've seen it all before." The redhead stated as if she was talking about a poster she saw the other day in the park.

"Can you at least wait to let me dress myself up before starting a conversation with me?"

"Alright here. . ." Chloe pass the body towel to the brunette who's still cowering at the corner of the shower.

Beca continued to collect the remnants of her hair on the wall after covering herself with the towel at last.

"What are you doing?" Chloe asked curiously, still standing on the same place. She watched the brunette whirled the hair into a circle before picking it up from the wall and throw it into the trash can. The super senior just looks at the small brunette strangely.

"What? I do it so it's won't get too messy, and to keep the drainage clean." Beca reasoned out but she's still getting the same look from the redhead.

"You're weird." The taller woman says simply.

"Says the one who barges into people's shower."

"What people? Hey, you're the only one that I barged into." Chloe boldly clarified.

"Then that just makes it weirder Dude."

"Well then we're both weird."

Chloe let the brunette get dressed privately after walking out of the bathroom and sat on the DJ's bed to wait. The picture frame resting on the top of Beca's desk caught her attention before she reached for it to get a good look.

It's a picture of their very first a capella victory in her senior year. It captured the moment where they received a standing ovation while her arms are around Beca. Yes, it was a moment come true to both of her and Aubrey. But it's the same night where she got her very first real heartbreak. The familiar feeling filled her chest and stomach. She nearly didn't catch the tear that fell down from her eyes as the bathroom door swung open.

"Okay I am fully clothed, now we can finally talk like civilized people."

The redhead immediately wiped out the tears before sniffing quietly as possible, trying her best to act like she was just earlier in which she failed miserably. Because she felt a hand touched her shoulder from behind and rubbing it up and down.

"Hey are you okay?" The DJ asked softly giving a light squeeze to the redhead at the same time propping her chin onto the top of the redhead's other shoulder.

"Yeah, I'm okay. I'm fine." Chloe faced the small brunette still not letting the small hands on her shoulders to come off.

"What is it Chlo? I'm not worried if it's still about weird things." This made the older girl gave a little chuckle and that automatically make Beca turn into a smile.

"No, it's nothing. I - I guess I'm still a little scared . . . about graduating, that's all." Chloe replied though it's not exactly the reason. She's really not that scared. She's just waiting for someone.

"Don't worry about it Chlo, I think you're going to be the best in whatever you'll apply to. Either it's dancing or a music teacher. You are Chloe Beale and you're going to kick-ass after finishing college." The brunette said, and Chloe's secretly smiling, sensing the struggle of the other woman in cheering her up.

"That's not so bad-ass of you Mitchell, but thank you." She said slightly teasing the blushing music producer.

"The last part sounds even better."

The redhead just gives her a tight hug resulting both of them to fall back to the bed. The two were giggling like crazy and as the laughter died down, they remain sprawled across the bed. Beca's wet hair soaking the mattress a little.

And there she sees it. She sees Chloe's face right next to her. The red curls of her hair never failed to complement her crystal blue eyes. Out of the blue, a magical orange halo clouded her eyes. And all of a sudden, Chloe made her remember things; the sweet summer spring; the radiance of the sunset that probably made her date with Jesse bearable; that red panda she saw in the zoo; she remembers the fall and the leaves piling up around earlier.

And Beca thinks she might have figured it all out at last. Yes, that someone. Chloe Beale is that someone.


A/N: Hi! So basically this is my second attempt in FFN, I deleted my first story for. . . some reason I don't remember anymore. Sorry for any mistakes in grammar and stuffs. This will either be a one-shot or it can be also a multi-chap if I can. I would love to know what do you think about it. :)