Wow I am so sorry guys it took so long to post the next chapter. I lost my memory stick which had the next three chapters on it and I totally lost the motivation where I was so upset. Also exams have been kicking my ass!

I have re written most of the chapters, although I'm not as happy as I was with my original work, but I would say that right?

Anyway on with the story! Hope you guys enjoy this chapter.


"Ok Becs. So call me when you get there. Don't do anything I wouldn't do… You are going to have so much fun... Oh I am so jealous... I'm going to miss you so much… Did I say call me?"

"Chloe calm down, you are rambling." The younger girl turned to her friend holding her firmly in place.

Chloe's eyes glistened as tears pricked at the corners of them. "I'm just going to miss you so much."

"You already said that" Beca stated, smirking slightly.

"Fine I won't miss you then. Why are you still standing here? Go." Chloe pushed the smaller girl toward the entrance of security checks.

Beca chuckled as she struggled against the redheads attempts to be rid of her sooner. "Fine I'll go, but I won't be the one the crying because I didn't get my goodbye hug." She teased knowing it would make Chloe stop.

It worked as expected. "I want my hug" Chloe said, pouting.

Beca smirked, as she knew her friend so well. She hugged Chloe tightly, holding on a bit longer than what their usual hug entailed.

"You'll see me soon Chlo." Beca smiled as she pulled away.

"I know." The redhead looked solemnly to the ground.

Beca lifted her friends chin so she was looking her in the eye. "Everything will work out. It will all be great!" Beca smiled again, giving her friend a little reassurance. This usually wasn't her department, but she hated seeing Chloe so upset.

She glanced quickly at one of the departure boards, noticing her flight was to board soon. "Ok I best be getting to my gate now, otherwi… hmph" Before she could finish what she was saying Chloe had pulled her into another vice grip hug.

"Please call me." The redhead said before giving the brunette a kiss on the cheek and a sad smile.

"Will do Red. See you soon" Beca saluted before gathering her hand luggage and making her way to the security gate.

Chloe just waved in response, watching her friend as she made her way through all the security checks, and not leaving until she was completely out of sight.

It didn't take Beca long to get to the boarding gate and she had only been waiting another ten minutes when the plane was finally open for boarding. Chloe had literally held onto her as long as possible.

She pulled out her phone. Tapping out a quick 'Be there soon. Just boarding.' Before turning her phone off and stuffing it in her pocket, not even waiting for the response.

The flight had been dull. Beca wasn't much for flying anyway. Usually she was someone who was constantly on the go, therefore being confined to a seat for an hour plus was torture.

She had tried working on a mix, but the stuffy man to her left kept tutting and rolling his eyes every five minutes, at the music blaring from her headphones.

After giving up with the mix, she had tried to sleep, hoping that would make the time pass quicker. However every time she felt herself just about to drift off, the older lady to her right, who was nice enough, would start nattering on about her grandson that she hadn't seen in two years, but was about Beca's age and would be a perfect suit, insisting she should set them up. Beca had mentioned more than once she already had a boyfriend.

Again the stuffy business man was constantly huffing at the conversation Beca was having with the Grandmother.

It had taken all of Beca's will power and self-restraint not to say something about the rudeness of the man. Although he had received his dish of Karma, when I his haste, collecting his luggage, he tripped over a small child's carry on, and face planted the floor. After pushing himself back on to his feet and running off in utter embarrassment, there were a few cheers from other passengers around the conveyor belt that had also been victims of his complete discourtesy towards them. Beca hadn't cheered but she had shook her head and chuckled.

Whilst waiting for her last piece of luggage, Beca pulled out her phone and switched it back on, expecting to see a reply to her earlier text. What she was greeted to was in fact 9 new messages, a missed call and a tagged tweet that screamed Amy. Not bothering to check the senders of the messages she quickly scrolled through her notifications skimming the texts.

[10:09am] Okie Dokie :D See you soon. Jess x

[10:13am] I miss you already :'( xx

[11:06am] *Sniff* :'( Becs It's so lonely at home without you. Xx

[11:30am] Shawshank! Ginga driving me crazy!

[11:32am] I'm thinking of vertical running my sexy fat ass back to Aus!

[11:34am] America will miss it too much! Silence your wench!

[11:58am] Just found the mix you left for me you little musical monster…. Xx

[11:58am] It's totes amazing! I hate you so much :'( Xx

[12:12pm] Waiting at arrivals. Call me when you can. Jess x

Beca couldn't help the smile that spread across her face at the texts. She didn't need to see the contact name to see who they were from.

She opened up the first text, pressing call contact, deciding to deal with Chloe and Amy's text later. Although in hindsight that probably wasn't the best idea.

"Finally!" Came the reply on the other end.

"Hey. So I've landed." Beca stated.

"Really? I wouldn't have guessed" Came the humoured reply.

Beca just rolled her eyes at the attempt at sarcasm, but the reply was too cheery. Sarcasm after all was her field of expertise. "Yep, just waiting for my second suitcase, and we are good to go."

"Yay! Ok well I'll see you soon. Oh and I have a surprise for you"

The DJ's eyebrow quirked up in confusion. "Surprise. What surprise?" She asked curiously.

"Well it wouldn't be a surprise if I told you now would it." The person on the other end laughed.

"Yeah. Yeah. Well I'll find out soon enough." Beca shook her head but smiled none the less. "Ok I see my bag, so gotta go." She rushed over the phone as she saw her suitcase approaching.

Beca hung up, not really hearing the reply as she fumbled with the handle of the case. Heaving the case of the belt and toward the waiting trolley where the remainder of her luggage sat, in true Beca Mitchell fashion though she had a "Big BM" moment – as her friends would so affectionately name her clumsiness – as she stumbled, causing her trolley to roll on further and run over another passengers foot.

"Oww. Bugger!"

The small brunette rushed to pull her trolley back and apologise to the now injured person. "I am so sorry sir. I'm such a klutz." She grimaced when she noticed the wheel mark running across the man's nice looking Brogues.

"No, no. It's fine. This happens to me a lot… Wait. Have we met before?" He asked, furrowing his brow in concentration.

Beca looked up at him for the first time, studying his face to see if she had any recollection of remembering him, when it suddenly hit her. Her eyes widened as her body went stiff. Not again, she thought to herself, feeling even more embarrassed than before. She could feel the heat in her face rising and hoped that she wasn't blushing too noticeably or that if it was she could at least blame some of the colour on the bitter weather.

"Err I don't think so." She replied as coolly as she could.

The man shook his head. "I'm sure I've seen you somewhere. Do you work in the music industry by any chance?"

Coincidence. That's not where we met though.

"I do yes." Beca replied simply.

"Maybe we bumped into each other at some point then. Possibly a party or something" He smiled politely at her.

I wish.

"Maybe" She lied, she had never been to a work related party. Although she heard they were pretty sick, so she was hoping to go to one soon. "Or maybe I just have one of those faces."

The man laughed. "Could be that"

Beca looked away briefly, as she felt the heat in her cheeks return from the friendly smile. "Anyway… I, I really am sorry for running over your foot." She apologised again sheepishly.

The man waved her off. "Don't worry about it. It was only an accident. I'm actually more surprised it wasn't me being the clumsy one."

Beca smiled lightly. "Thanks."

"It was nice to meet you." He said, before quickly adding "Again… If we met before."

"You too." Beca replied "Hopefully I won't injure you next time we meet." She tagged on before mentally cursing herself.

Dude why would you say that?

The man chuckled. "Don't worry I seem to be a magnet for disaster." He began walking toward the exit, before turning back to Beca. "It's Jacob by the way, just in case you ever run over my foot again"

Before Beca processed what he had said, Jacob had disappeared into the steady stream of people headed through the doors to Arrivals.

Shaking herself from the brief encounter with Jacob, the DJ hurried off toward the exit, remembering that there was someone waiting for her at arrivals.

As soon as she stepped through the doors and the people around her started fanning out, hugging loved ones or moving towards their cab drivers, she saw the surprise that was waiting her.

"Well, well, if it isn't Beca f'ing Mitchell"

Beca cringed as eyes from strangers fall upon her and Amy, some giving them annoyed glares, others amused.

"Amy! Wow I wasn't expecting you!" Beca said while throwing the blonde a side hug.

"Surprise!" Jessica squeals as she hugs her old Bella captain.

"You know, Amy was not the surprise I was expecting" Beca whispers to Jessica as she pulls away.

Jessica gives her a shy smile in return, and Beca knows that means Jess had no choice in the matter.

"Yeah I know, I'm better than any surprise you were expecting short stack." The Australian winks at her smaller friend.

Of course she heard, Beca thinks to herself.

Despite being exhausted and wanting the rest of her day to be chilled, she couldn't help but smile that her old roommate was also there to greet her.

After the quick hugs and small banter, Beca followed both her friends as they made their way to Jessica's car, all three catching up, mostly on Amy's insane tales, but all still happy to see one another.

As they reached the car and Beca lifted her last bag into the trunk, Amy's and Jessica's cells chimed in unison. Both groaned as they looked to each other.

"Ok Shawshank, if this is red again, I'm gonna throw you in a ring with a pack of female dingo's on heat!"

"And I'll help her!" the smaller Blonde interjected.

"Jess really?" Beca questioned surprised.

Jessica nodded. "Three Hours Beca. Three. Since you left her to now. She has been non-stop pestering us! I love Chloe, but… oh just call her already and let her know you are safe. Maybe then the madness will end!"

"I thought I'd get settled fir…"

"No!" Both Amy and Jessica exclaimed.

"I wasn't joking about that Dingo thing Shawshank. Don't test me." Amy warned.

"Ok, ok. I'll call her. Jeez"

Beca pulled the phone from her pocket, once she was seated and secured in the car, clicking on Chloe's contact and dialling as Jessica began to drive.

It hadn't rung through the first dial tone when the bubbly redhead answered!

"About time!" Chloe exclaimed through the phone.

Beca rolled her eyes at her friend. "Well I'm here. So you can chill the hell out now"

Chloe giggled at Beca's bluntness. "So how's New York? I bet it's awesome!"

"Chlo, we haven't even left the car park yet. I have no idea what New York is like." She stated.

"Fine, you can tell me about that later. Tell me about the flight then?"

Beca could tell Chloe was trying to drag out the call, she always did. The redhead could spend hours on the phone and still find something to say. Beca wasn't exactly known for being very good with talking over them, but Chloe always managed to get a bit longer out of her then anyone else.

"I don't know, it was ok I guess." She thought back to her flight. It wasn't as if it was too interesting. But then her mind flitted to after the flight and the blush that had been there twenty minutes before returned with vengeance.

Of course Amy would notice.

"Hey Beca. If it was just ok why is your face redder than Chloe's hair?" The blonde shouted, amused by the glare Beca shot her.

And of course Chloe would hear Amy.

"Come on Becs. What happened?" Beca could literally feel the beaming smile on Chloe's face, travelling down the phone.

"I… Er… Well it's nothing really." She tried to play it coolly.

"Uh hu that's why you're stuttering" Jess remarked.

Amy scoffed at the comment, but Beca was sure Chloe hadn't heard.

"I kind of had one of my moments, and, well, some ones foot suffered because of it." Beca started, purposefully leaving some details out for now.

"Oh God. What did you do?" The redhead giggled.

Jess and Amy just shook their heads at their smaller friend. It wasn't exactly a surprise that something like that had happened.

"I ran over your boyfriend's foot with my trolley." Beca quickly admitted, whilst teasing her red headed friend.

"Red doesn't have a boyfriend short stack." Amy spoke up. Not hearing the gut busting laugh on the other end of the telephone.

But Jessica heard. "Unless she's not telling us something?"

"That poor man! If it's not coffee it's a luggage trolley!" Chloe paused to wipe a tear away that slid down her cheek "So what did he say?"

"He recognised me. But thankfully thought we'd met at some music thing. I think I would have died of embarrassment if he had remembered I was the one that laughed at him when you spilled your coffee over him." Beca explained, chuckling as she remembered the encounter.

Amy turned round in her seat eyeing the brunette curiously.

Beca mouthed "I'll explain later" before listening to what Chloe had to say.

"Only you Becs. Only you"

"Tell me about it. Just, you know, when you see him or if you see him again, can you not tell him it was me? I would at least like a shot in the music industry, and not have it end before it begins." Beca joked, although was semi-serious. The guy could end her career if he wanted.

"Oh I don't know, I think it might be a good little anecdote." Beca could practically see Chloe winking.

"Whatever" Beca huffed, in fake annoyance. "Anyway I'm gonna go now. I think Amy's going to combust soon if I don't." Beca said, watching her blonde friend up front constantly sighing, increasing the volume with each expulsion of air.

"Aw Ok. Well thanks for calling. I miss you so much already." Chloe said solemnly.

"I miss you to red."

"Have fun in New York. Still can't believe you are living there, that's like my dream."

"I know. It's like the hundredth time you've told me." Beca chuckled.

"Well speak soon Beca. Love you!"

"Ok Chlo. Speak soon. Bye"

Beca hung up. And looked up front to see Amy's eyes trained on her, with the expression of explain on her face.

Beca sighed as she prepared to tell the story from a few weeks ago, involving a certain redhead spilling her coffee down a man in a coffee shop and then being interviewed by that said man, who gave her the job and who Chloe also thought was handsome. The same man Beca had injured again today. She left out certain details like who he was, fearing Amy would blab.

Amy just gave a weird kind of smile after the story and Jess just shook her head.

"I owe legacy an apology." Amy suddenly remarked.

"Err what for?" Beca asked, taken back by the sudden change in subject.

"Oh, I said she was the dumbest person a live but I think that might be you." Amy stated coolly.

Beca rolled her eyes at her blonde friend. She had nothing to say to that, which was a first.

"How much longer till we get to yours Jess." Beca asked, utterly exhausted.

Before Jessica could reply though, Amy was jumping up and down in her seat in protest. "No. no. no. no. No! This is your first night in New York. We need to show the ropes here!"

"Amy I'm so tired. I just need sleep!" Beca argued.

The Australian shook her head adamantly. "Not a chance Shorty! It's the afternoon. And you are in the City that never sleeps. We have a lot of hours to burn through."

"Jess?" Beca looked for back up from her other blonde friend.

"Don't look at me. I've tried arguing this for the last week. Ash has been roped along too. No way, you are getting out of this!"

Beca huffed tiredly. It was pointless arguing with Amy. "Fine"

Amy clapped her hands together excitedly. "Shawshank stick with me. You are going to love it here!"

Many, many hours, Sambuca shots and Fat Amy specials later, Beca soon learnt that the city that never sleeps wasn't just a myth.

New York may not have been her dream, but she'll work her way to LA.

Because Beca Mitchell never gives up.

It's time to prove it!

Prove yourself Mitchell, and let's tear this city a new one!


So there you have it!

This is just a filler chapter. everything pretty much kicks off from here.

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