CHAPTER 2:

So I had a pretty positive response to my first chapter which is great

To be honest, I have no idea what I'm writing half the time so I apologise for that in advance. I start College in a little over a week and I'm a little nervous but pretty darn excited as well.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Pitch Perfect or its characters, the only thing I claim responsibility for are the characters that I create and the storyline I conjure up.

An hour into the flight my seat jolted forward unexpectedly causing me to yelp loudly. Aubrey and Chloe both gave me a sidelong glance with smirks in place, I gave them an awkward grin before I felt it again. I turned fully around in my seat to look at the passenger behind me, a boy no older than seven smiled back at me smugly.

"Hey kid, can you do me a favour?" I asked in the friendliest tone I could muster.

"What?" He replied rudely.

"Can you not kick the back of my chair?" I asked.

"Oh yeah, sure." He replied innocently. I smiled at him before turning back around and sitting in my seat. Not even a minute later my seat jolted forward again. I let out a long sigh as I leant forward, cradling my head in my hands; I'm so unbelievably tired right now. Before I could move to tell the kid again, I heard two voices doing it for me.

"Hey little boy, stop kicking her seat." Aubrey demanded only to be answered by an eye-roll from the seven year old.

"Make me." He replied smirking. Before Aubrey and the kid went at it Chloe stepped in.

"Kid, I'll give you twenty bucks if you stop kicking her seat but you can't have it until the plane lands. Deal?" She asked smiling.

"Sounds good." Replied the obnoxious brat but to my relief the kicking stopped. I turned back around and faced the two.

"Thank you, you didn't have to get involved." I whispered.

"It's not a problem Becs, it's always fun to see Bree here get all riled up anyways, right Babe?" Chloe smirked before placing a kiss on the blonde's cheek.

"Whatever you say Beale." Aubrey muttered.

"Are you guys, you know-" I started only to be cut off.

"A couple? Yes." Chloe smiled threading her fingers with Aubrey's.

"Well, that's cool. Power to the people who have freedom in their focus and all that jazz." I mused, smiling at the two of them. They both grinned back at me.

"So, uhm what does Barden University offer outside of academics?" I asked awkwardly.

"Well, we have a quidditch team, internships, a male swimming team, a female swimming team, acapella groups, a boys basketball team, a girls basketball team – which Aubrey and I are founding members of – and there is a deaf jews club." Chloe replied smiling.

"Do you play basketball Beca?" Aubery interjected.

"I uh I used to, but didn't every child? I wasn't very good and would probably be pretty crappy at it now." I replied sheepishly.

"Can you jump?" Chloe asked.

"Yea, but -"

"Can you run?" Aubrey cut in.

"Yeah, but – "

Can you catch a ball?" Chloe asked.

"Yeah." I replied.

"Then you're already over qualified." Aubrey smiled at me.

"But I'm like five foot nothing." I quipped.

"Some of the greatest basketball players ever were shorter than the average player." Chloe returned.

"Just give it some thought, please?" Aubrey cut in before I could respond.

"Oh okay, I guess that'll be fine." I smiled back at her before I briefly excused myself to the bathroom.

'Oh shit! What am I doing? I don't really want to play basketball again, do I? And wow, they're going out I mean it makes sense just look at them! Why does it matter to me? I barely know them.' I thought to myself moving over to the sink and resting my head against the mirror above it. 'Deep breaths Becs.' I thought to myself as the plane constantly hit turbulence. Shoving my large earphones over my ears I pushed play on one of my favourite tracks, making my way out of the bathroom I put the song on replay. Singing and rapping the song softly on the way to my seat.

'I can see history; I can see the past lessons. It's your right never be afraid to ask questions. How can every religion claim to be the only one, how can they preach love yet fight each other holding guns?

I think the golden sun might be able to shed some light, I'd rather push peace and knowledge to defend our rights.'

As I listened to the song another two times, rapping and singing every word each time. I felt myself calm down significantly before pushing my headphones down around my neck. I turned cautiously in my seat due to two pairs of eyes staring into the side of my head.

"Beca." Aubrey breathed.

"Hmm?" I hummed.

"You can sing!" Chloe squealed excitedly.

"Yeah, everybody can sing." I replied obliviously.

"I mean you're good at it!" Chloe smiled.

"Oh, I don't know. I'm not very experienced." I said shyly, ducking my head.

"Beca, Chloe wouldn't say it if she didn't mean it and I for one agree with her. What song was that you were singing?" Aubrey smiled soothingly at me.

"Uh, Addicted by Bliss n Eso. They're this Australian rap group. They're pretty amazing." I stammered.

"Alright, new subject – " I exhaled before continuing . " – What are you guys studying this year?"

" I'm taking physical science, pre-law, philosophy and French." Aubrey replied brightly.

"And I'm taking pre-med, physical science, physical education and Spanish. What about you Beca?" Chloe smiled.

"Audio Design, English writing, Modern World History and Italian. I wasn't too keen when I found out we HAD to learn a language by the end of the year." I grumbled.

"It's something about being multi-cultural and communicating wherever you go, but I personally think it's due to Barden not having as many options for students." Chloe shrugged.

"How much do you know about Barden, Beca?" Aubrey asked lightly.

"I know that the English literature professor is an arse. I know that there are a bunch of groups on offer, I know that there are two beautiful girls sitting beside me that run an all-girls basketball team that I'm thinking about joining – " I recited subconsciously before being interrupted.

"You think we've beautiful?" Chloe asked, smiling.

"Wait what?" I replied.

"You said we're beautiful." Aubrey smirked.

"No, did I really?" I heard my voice quaver uncertainly. They both nodded at me smiling.

"Oh god, sorry. I didn't mean it like that. I mean I meant it because look at both of you, not that I've been looking or anything it's just – " I stammered.

"Becs – " Aubrey started.

"You're both really pretty so it's kind of hard not to look, but I haven't been staring or anything I mean that's a little weird and while I am a very weird person I wouldn't – " I continued hurriedly.

"Becs!" Aubrey exclaimed loudly.

"Yeah?" I said, uncertainly.

"It's fine, it was meant as a compliment right?" Aubrey asked taking my hand in her own. I looked at our hands with wide eyes before looking at Chloe, as she smiled at me reassuringly.

"U-u-uhm yeah." I stuttered, ducking my head in embarrassment.

"Then it's more than fine, it's aca-awesome." Chloe smiled, reaching across Aubrey to tilt my chin up before winking at me.

I grinned lopsidedly at them before the intercom overhead spluttered to life.

"Greetings again Ladies and Gentlemen we will be hitting a little bit of a rough patch in a couple of minutes, so if you're not buckled into your seat please do so now. It will be over shortly." And with a high-pitch whine the intercom shut off.

As if my body had a mind of its own it started shaking as I grabbed the arm rest beside me in a death grip.

"Beca, stand up." Aubrey demanded.

"But the thing said – " I began.

"You'll be fine, I promise." She smiled at me. I nodded and begrudgingly released my grip on the arm rest before unbuckling my seatbelt and moving into the aisle, Aubrey following right behind me.

"Alright, go sit in my seat." She said urging me forward.

"But it's yours and – "

"Just do it Beca, please?" She broke in.

"O-okay." I stuttered as the plane shuddered briefly before making my way into Aubrey's seat. Once seated I adjusted my seatbelt until it was practically squeezing the life out of me, only then did I notice that Aubrey had taken my old seat and had already made her adjustments.

"Hey, it's okay." Chloe bumped my shoulder smiling at me. I gave her a very unconvincing smile before facing the front and returning my hands to the arm rests where my nails bit viciously into the hard plastic.

I yelped as we hit another wave of turbulence but before I could start hyperventilating I felt a hand from either side of me grab one of my hands and intertwine them with one of their own. Stiffening I looked at both girls each smiling at me reassuring before squeezing my hands, I relaxed into their touch and came to a sudden realisation.

This is the safest I've felt ever, not just on a plane. What can I possibly make of that?