Maybe it was the way that she made her way around the activities fair that caught Chloe's eye. The way she sort of fiddled with her fingers, vaguely taking in all the different clubs and completely oblivious to the cute guy she walked past who was wearing nothing but speedos. Chloe, with just glance (that may have lasted a few long seconds) could tell that there was something different about this girl. Something unique even.

She tightened her grip to the flyers in her hand as she stood behind a booth next to a young blonde woman who, unlike Chloe was actually focusing on handing them out. So far they had had no luck finding eight super-hot girls with bikini ready bodies who could harmonize and have perfect pitch to join and complete their all-female a Capella group. Chloe had suggested they just look for good voices and not good looks but Aubrey didn't want to hear it and babbled on about upholding a tradition. After what happened last year at the ICCA's not even Baloney-Barb wanted to join. Now that was a new low-not that the red-head was blaming Aubrey for what happened of course.

Chloe tensed slightly as she saw the previously mentioned girl wander slowly in the direction of their table. 'What about her?' she asked. Aubrey quickly took her stern eyes off the Treblemakers and looked to where Chloe's were focused on.

An insecure look washed over Aubrey as she noticed the petite figure slowly make her way towards their booth. 'I dunno, she seems a little bit too…' she tried looking for the right word to match the girl who was now even closer, 'alternative for us.' There.

Chloe just shook her statement off and reached out her arm to hand the girl a flyer. 'Hi, any interest in joining our a capella group?'

As Beca's head tilted upwards to the sound of a woman's voice her eyes met with an infatuating sight of a young girl with fiery red hair, piercing baby blues and a broad smile staring right back at her. Not the ordinary type of broad smile but the extraordinary kind that for some reason made Beca's heart race.

Beca soon realized that she was staring and quickly tried to play it cool with, 'Oh yeah, so this is like a thing now, right?'

'Oh totes, we sing covers of songs but without any instruments,' the red-head beamed and directed the tip of the pen that was in her hand so that it was pointing to her lips and continued with, 'it's all from our mouths.'

That last sentence sent an ecstatic shiver through Beca's body and she couldn't help it as her famous half-smirk slowly crept up on her face. It also…sort of…turned her on. Beca could just feel her cheeks redden at the thought of it.

Turned her on!? What was she thinking? She just met this girl. She doesn't even know her name yet still she's standing here in front of her thinking about being turned on. Sure, the girls really hot and mesmerising and sexy and, 'Oh god what am I thinking?' Beca thought to herself glad no one can hear her thoughts.

'So are you interested?'

The red-heads voice snapped her out of her daze and she realized that she had been standing in silence, fighting with her thoughts, for at least a minute or so like a complete idiot. So much for trying to play it cool, Mitchell.

'Sorry, it's just, it's pretty lame.' Beca put on a half-hearted smirk.

With that the blonde girl, Aubrey was it?, jumped in to defend the face of a capella and started rambling on something about Mariah Carey and national championships. (Unaware that Beca had completely tuned her out and was now only focusing on the beautiful red-head next to her.)

When Aubrey had finished her whole 'speech' Beca simply shrugged apologetically and said, 'sorry I don't even sing but it was really nice meeting you guys. I'm Beca.'

'It was nice meeting you too, and I'm Chloe.' As Beca turned to walk away, from the corner of her eye, she could just barely make out a hint of disappointment in those beautiful baby blue eyes.

It's not that Beca couldn't sing. She was defiantly capable of singing. But singing just wasn't her thing-even if it meant getting closer to Chloe. DJing was. And her only dream was to move to LA and make that happen. She couldn't let some senior distract her from that. She wouldn't let some senior distract her from that. So she made a pact. From now on she wouldn't allow her mind to even think about Chloe.

But little did she know that she was very wrong, very wrong indeed.