A/N:

Again, I do not own anything from PP or FOB.

If there are errors concerning language/grammar, feel free to pm me :)

Chapter 2 - Targets acquired

Stacie was the first to open the large door that lead into Jeffreys. Immediately a wave of guitar music blasted towards them, loud but bearable. They had to fight their way through - the pub was stuffed with students holding their drinks or dancing. They didn't have the opportunity to catch a glimpse of the band, their goal was to get somewhere they could breath and get settled. Stacie led them through the crowd and eventually stopped; Chloe and Aubrey looked past her and recognized a fellow classmate, which called herself Fat Amy, sitting on a barstool. It was a bit quieter in this area of the location - they could still see and hear everything of the concert but weren't forced to yell in each others ears.

"Hey what's up, skinny girls" she waved at them and then turned her head to the people sitting next to her at the bar. "You there! Move!" she bellowed, and the group of rather young students looked at each other.

"Uhm, why? We got here fir-" the guy could not finish his sentence as she interrupted him. "Do you really wanna start a fight with a three-time dingo fighting champion, tosser?" she yelled back and planted herself in front of him.

"Wow, calm down!... Come on guys, let's get somewhere else" he said to his group and they disappeared.

"Ha! That was too easy" Fat Amy said and implied for the girls to take their seats.

"Thanks? Amy, you didn't need to do that, we were late and he was right, they were here first and-" Chloe started, just to be interrupted by Amy as well.

"Come on, they we're just little freshmen. Now we can catch up a little and you don't need to stand the whole time, I mean that would be my nightmare... Hey CR! Get my mates something to drink!" she shouted behind the counter. The three girls turned and faced the bartender, a black human with pink dyed bangs, tossing them a casual look. "What can I get you?"

Stacie looked at Aubrey and Chloe and made some kind of bottle sign with her hand, combined with a questioning look. When she got no complaints, she ordered for them and took a seat next to Amy, maneuvering Aubrey between her and Chloe.

The music was starting to fade and the applause sounded through the pub. Fat Amy used the opportunity to speak up. "So, it's nice to see ya, I didn't know you were fans of the trebles? They just played their second song and have a roll tonight I think" she said, leaning over to face all three. Aubrey was starting to answer her as an amplified voice echoed through the room and they all turned their head.

"Thank you so much! Wow, what a way to start the weekend! Thanks for coming tonight, you're already the most awesome audience eveeeer…" A guy with short hair wearing jeans and a red-white long sleeve pointed at the crowd and was responded by applause and whistling. His guitar loosely dangled from his shoulders.

Aubrey looked at Chloe and Stacie with an astonishing expression on her face. "Can someone tell my why Benji never mentioned that their lead singer is one of the most handsome guys I've ever seen?" She turned her head again to face the stage.

"Maybe he wants to keep Jesse all to himself?" Fat Amy laughed next to her ear.

"I would know that" Aubrey answered without moving.

"Alright, let's move on! The next song goes out to both Benjis and my ex. Brad and John, if you're out there somewhere… sorry, not sorry" he grinned and with his last words the next song started.

Aubrey made a face. "Really? …dang! Why are such cute guys always playing for the other team?!" she huffed out.

Stacie turned to her, offended. "Okay, a," she showed her index finger, "you don't know that just because of one ex and b," her middle finger joined her first, "this is a sappy, cliché-ish bigoted perspective and you perfectly know that" and she held her fingers in front of Aubrey, waiting for a reaction.

The blonde exhaled. "You're right. Sorry, I know that's not true I just… am kind of disappointed? I mean look at him!" Aubrey gestured to the stage and Stacie turned her head again.

"Well, just speak to him later, then you'll find out if- oh my god is this Benjis cousin?"

The lead singer was singing the pre-chorus:

"…'cause every pane of glass that your pebbles tap

negates the pains I went through to avoid you…

and every little pat on the shoulder for attention

fails to mention I still hate you"

when a tall brunette girl with a half-bun and dark eyes stepped a bit forward, stroking an e-guitar heavily to build up the song's tension. Due to her belly top, a bit of skin was visible every time she bobbed back and forth to the rhythm.

"I don't recall her being that freaking hot! God, I wish I was this guitar…" Stacie continued, biting on her bottom lip after the last words.

"Calm down, tiger, there are children here" Amy chuckled, nodding towards the nearby group of students which she chased away earlier.

"I second that, Stace, chill out. Didn't you see her last on the day Benji moved into his dorm at Barden? Let me do the math for you, I guess the age was sixteen!" Aubrey emphasized her last words, sounding like she would love to lecture Stacie about 'appropriate' adult behavior right now.

Stacie rolled her eyes, head still facing the stage so Aubrey couldn't see her reaction. "Well she's not anymore? Gimme a break, Posen. Chloe, would you mind telling Ms. Teacher here that there's no need to play watchdog?" A few seconds elapsed. "Chloe?" Stacie asked again. The bubbly redhead was unfamiliarly quiet for her taste and Stacie slowly turned to her left; eyes still fixated on the stage for as long as possible. When she was finally able to look away, she was met with a pair of knees behind Aubrey's face.

Apparently, Chloe had decided to climb on her seat and virtually stood halfway on her barstool, her gaze locked on something on the stage.

"What are you doing?" Aubrey shouted puzzled.

Chloe didn't answer her. Moments ago, when the song began, she casually scanned the stage, looking for Benji, who was positioned on the right side. She let her eyes wander. Next to Benji stood an asian girl, a big bass guitar strapped around her neck, keeping a straight face while plucking strings. Behind the singer, apparently named 'Jesse', a smoky-eyed brunette was playing guitar - probably the cousin, Emily. The heavy sound from her instrument stood a bit in contrast to her appearance. With an attractive result though, Chloe had to admit. In Emily's background stood a large drum set. Chloe could see trembling drums and cymbals swinging, accompanied with a crash every time a drumstick came down on the golden discs. There was, however, no proof of a drummer. At least it seemed so. Every now and then she caught a glimpse of a snap back and her curiosity made her climb her stool halfway.

The elevated position allowed her to see who the headpiece belonged to. It was a beautiful, small, brown-haired girl, who was concentrating on every move her body was doing in order to keep the fast pace of the song. Chloe was mesmerized. How can someone so small and cute be so skilled with this hell of a drum kit? she thought to herself, her eyes tracking every motion of the person that was responsible for her heart to escape its regular rhythm.

Chunks of lyrics made their way to her ears.

"He took me down and said

'Boys like you are overrated, so save your breath.'"

Then a more familiar voice paired with tugging on her jeans retrieved her senses back to the present.

"Chloe!" Aubrey practically yelled to command her attention. Chloe snapped out of her state and climbed down to answer her.

"Hm?"

"What was that? You were practically drooling; everything alright?"

"Ye-" Chloe cleared her throat. "Yeah, of course. I just…eh, I just wanted to see every band member. Who's banging my drums. The drums. On stage! Hm? Hey, what about the lead singer? He's… eh, cute, isn't he Bree?" she tried to overact her actions.

"Would you please tell her that I don't need a stuffy old woman telling me how to behave? Stacie whined in their direction, eyes again on stage, but Aubrey ignored her. She knew better than to buy the gingers rambling. She got up on her seat as well and peeked in the direction her best friend was taken in a few moments ago, and who was now all concentrated not to stare in any particular direction, sipping on her beer.

She peeked to the drum kit and shrugged. Nothing special caught her eyes -apart from the still so handsome lead singer in front of course- and she got back down.

"Well, they got themselves a dwarven drummer it seems" Aubrey chuckled. "How can someone so small be so noisy?"

"Can I be present when you tell that Beca face to face? Please, it'll be hilarious! She's a short Tasmanian devil and will pose a challenge" Amy piped up out of nowhere. "Got it? Pose a challenge? Pose-n? No? Okay…"

Stacie giggled about her pun, but Aubrey just rolled her eyes.

'Beca', huh? Chloe resisted the urge to get back up on the seat to watch named girl again and took a large gulp from her beer instead.

The end of the song was near, leaving the last lines to Benji:

"With every breath, I wish your body will be broken again, again…"

A/N2:

The FOB song this chapter is called "Chicago is so two years ago" and I slightly changed the lyrics to fit the story.

If this has not been clear enough, here's the bands composition:

Jesse: Lead vocals + guitar

Emily: Main guitar + second/background vocals

Benji: Piano + second/background vocals

Lilly: Bass guitar

Beca: Drums