A/N: Thanks for all of the follows and likes. Here's Chapter 2 – The Date for you. It's a little short, but I thought this was a good breaking point (and besides, I could get it out sooner this way).

Disclaimer: I still don't own anything Pitch Perfect.

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To the outside world, nothing seemed to have changed between Aubrey and Beca. They were still stubborn girls. They still fought during Bella rehearsals, well maybe not quite as much. If the Bellas would have been paying attention, they might have noticed the softer glances Aubrey or Beca would give the other after their disagreements.

Stacey was the only one who might have noticed something during that first week, but she just dismissed it as an accidental bump as they passed. But for a second there, it looked like Aubrey had brushed her hand against Beca's and Beca's hand had turned into it. But they were always fighting so much, it had to be accidental.

Suddenly it was Friday and Beca was standing nervously outside Aubrey's apartment. She looked down at herself and wondered for the hundredth time today if she looked ok. She had picked her black skinny jeans with a royal blue blouse (one of her favorites). She looked good, she knew this outfit looked good on her. She went to knock and then stopped, what if Aubrey didn't want to go out with her anymore? She sat there for a second, panicking at a hundred different scenarios where this could go badly for her when the door opened and Aubrey smirked at her, "Are you ever going to knock?"

Beca stood there taking in Aubrey. She was wearing a simple off-white dress that went down to her knees. The top had lace accents and looked stunning on the blonde. Beca looked into Aubrey's eyes and just said, "Wow." Aubrey reached for her hand to pull her into the apartment as she replied, "You don't look half bad yourself."

Beca poked her head into the kitchen, "Hey Chloe." Chloe looked back over her shoulder as she stirred something on the stove, "Hey there Beca. Make sure you have Aubrey home by midnight." Beca laughed, "Yes, mother."

Beca held Aubrey's jacket for her as she put it on, "I'm sorry that you have to drive when I'm the one taking you on the date." Aubrey just leans in and kisses her softly, "It's no problem, as long as it means I get to spend an evening with you."

The date started like any typical date, with dinner at a fairly nice restaurant. Let's be honest, it wasn't too fancy because Beca had a typical college student bank account. But she wanted their first date to be memorable, so she splurged a little. The conversation flowed smoothly between the two girls, never getting forced or awkward. Beca was a little surprised at how relaxed she was once the date had actually started. Being here with Aubrey just felt right. While they were waiting for dessert, Aubrey reached over and placed her hand over Beca's, her thumb lightly tracing over the brunette's, "So, what else do you have planned for our first date? I'm a little high maintenance, so you had better be prepared to 'WOW' me."

Beca reached down into her purse with her free hand, not wanting to lose contact with Aubrey's hand on hers. She pulled out two tickets and slid them over the table to Aubrey. Aubrey tipped her head to the side and gave Beca a quizzical look, "What are these to?" Beca just smirked that adorable smirk of hers, "Look."

Aubrey turned the tickets over and then pulled her hand up to cover her mouth. She just looked at Beca before dropping her hand back to Beca's, "Wow. Ok, you 'Wow'd" me." Beca was hoping for this response when she had managed to pick up tickets to the sold out show, just a week in advance. They weren't cheap tickets, but the look on Aubrey's face made them worth every penny. Aubrey was amazed, "How did you manage to get tickets to Wicked? They've been sold out for months." Beca just smiled, "I have my ways," not wanting the blonde to know that she had actually asked her father for a favor in order to get them. She didn't want Aubrey knowing that she was so head over heels already that she was willing to ask her father for help.

The show was even better than the reviews. Beca enjoyed the entire evening, between the music and Aubrey's hand holding hers, she was in heaven. Beca sat in the passenger seat on the way back to Aubrey's apartment sitting twisted sideways so she could watch Aubrey, her hand resting on the blonde's neck, fingers stroking lightly through her hair. They talked about the show, their favorite parts, how they should do this again. They got back to Aubrey's apartment too quickly for Beca, she didn't really want the night to end yet, but it was getting late. She walked Aubrey up to the door, when Aubrey suddenly turned around and gasped, "I should have just dropped you off at your dorm, now you have to walk all the way across campus." Beca smiled, "That's ok, then I wouldn't have gotten to walk you to your door and give you a good night kiss."

As they stood there kissing, Aubrey reached behind her and opened the door, pulling Beca into her apartment without breaking the kiss. As she closed the door behind them, she wrapped her arms around Beca's waist and pulled back from her lips, "You know, it's getting late, maybe you should just stay here tonight." Beca smirked at her, "Mmmm. You mean I can sleep with you in your bed again?" Aubrey leaned in and gently nibbled on Beca's ear, "That's not all you can do."