A/N : Hello beautiful people ! First of all, thank you for following and/or favoriting, it means a lot, really. What else is there to say ? Hum, yeah, it's not my first time writing but it IS my first time writing fanfiction, so reviews are always welcome, if you have tips, or like, if you have ideas on what you'd like to see in this story. Because basically it's gonna be like a series of one shots, but chronological ? I don't know if I'm being clear but yeah, you'll get it. So, I'm done, here's chapter two ! ENJOY !

#2

So I did go to the auditions, because, well, as predicted, I couldn't forget the hot chick, whose name I now know is Chloe. She seemed rather happy to see me, but that could just be the fact that she always sports the biggest smile known to mankind. Like all the time. And I got in ! So here I am, at what they call 'aca-initiation night' with loads of aca-nerds drunkenly singing and dancing around a bonfire, while I'm awkwardly standing on the bleachers. Annoying-Jesse just went to fetch me a drink after slurring something about us both being in acapella and having aca-children… first of, may I say, getting ahead of yourself much ? And second, maybe at some point I should tell him that I'm gay…
Anyway, I see Chloe approaching me so I smile at her but then she tugs on my hands so hard if I hadn't stopped in time our faces would have smashed together. We're so close I can smell her perfume… is it vanilla ? Vanilla, and vodka ! Sweet combo !

« Hey, I'm really glad I met you… I think, we're gonna be really fast friends… » she trails off, drunkenly moving her gaze from my eyes, to my lips, then back to my eyes.

« Yeah well, you so me naked, so… » I say, winking at her. I'm seriously starting to wonder if she's gonna make a move or not, cause her slight grin gets wider and wider as she comes even closer to my face, her eyes on my lips. I usually would have pushed away but… Gosh I really, really want her, and I can feel a smirk growing on my lips as I lean in ever so slightly closer. But then she pulls back.

« Alright ! I'm gonna go get a drink ! This ginger needs her jiggle-juice ! » she exclaims wiggling and slapping her butt – that I naturally stare at – and before I have time to recover from the previous proximity, she walks away with a final « See you later ! », leaving me dumbfounded, lamely telling her to make good choices. What the hell ? Okay, one, what kind of advice is that ? Who will ever purposefully make bad choices ? Two, why do I care if she gets completely trashed ? But I do care… What the fuck ? I barely know the girl, and basically, aside from the fact that she is inhumanly hot, she's everything I despise most. Like, always happy, and smiling, and forward, and touchy-feely, doesn't know the concept of personal space, overfriendly… This, should just be lust. This should just… but it's not. Beca, be honest with yourself, it's not. Somehow, Beca, you care for this girl. OKAY I ADMIT IT BRAIN. And it makes me wanna puke ! But it's just… the way she wanted ME to join the Bellas, the way she smiles at me brighter than at anybody else… I makes me feel… special, and important, and needed… and I might… Okay, I'm gonna say this. Maybe I have a crush on the girl – insert me pouring my guts out onto the floor. I'm screwed.

A/N : Okay so this was short, but like, needed, for me to continue, and, to make up for it, I'll post the next one later today, I swear. Love y'all, hope I entertained you… xx