Author's Note: Hello guys! Quick announcement: I'm in Finland between the 4th and 14th, so I am not sure whether I am able to update or not (I'm staying at my exchange partner's house)?
ALSO: There is a poll in my profile as to what pairing this becomes, I kind of think Triple Treble would be a good use of character development.
Please read and review, it really inspires me to continue writing.
I got all I need when I got you and I
I look around me, and see sweet life
I'm stuck in the dark but you're my flashlight
You're gettin' me, gettin' me through the night
Can't stop my heart when you shinin' in my eyes
Can't lie, it's a sweet life
I'm stuck in the dark but you're my flashlight
You're gettin' me, gettin' me through the night
Cause you're my flash light
You're my flash light, you're my flashlight
"I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose, fire away, fire away."
The redhead had walked into the radio station with the intent on borrowing an Ace of Base CD from Luke, the station manager. But upon walking into the dark and dank building, Chloe's ears were captured by the alto voice that glided through the room.
"Ricochet, you take your aim, fire away, fire away."
Chloe began to walk behind the unsuspecting sophomore, whose small hands were placing CDs and vinyl records onto the shelves. The redhead couldn't help but smile, Beca was an amazing singer, but unfortunately, the brunette didn't sing to the senior at that party.
"Shoot me down, but I won't fall, I am titanium."
Beca whipped around, "dude!" She grabbed the box of CDs and walked into the booth, Chloe trailing behind her.
"So you can sing!" The redhead cornered the younger woman and put her arms either side of her head, "how high does your belt go?"
Beca's eyes widened at the distance between her face and the Bella's cleavage, "my what?"
Chloe leaned closer to the brunette, "that song really builds."
"You know David Guetta?"
"Have I been living under a rock? Aubrey listens to Paramore. We're not stuck up sorority girls." Chloe looked deep into Beca's ocean blue eyes. "It's my jam, my lady jam."
"Gross." Beca muttered, almost too quiet for the senior to notice.
"Will you sing it to me?"
"Hell no!" Beca's eyes widened in disgust.
Chloe rolled her eyes playfully, "not for that reason." The redheaded woman looked hopefully at her younger counterpart. Beca swallowed uncomfortably, they could have been nude.
"I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose, fire away, fire away." Beca shifted her gaze as Chloe harmonized with her, "ricochet, you take your aim, fire away, fire away. You shoot me down, but I won't fall, I am titanium… You shoot me down, but I won't fall, I am titanium…"
Chloe smiled smugly at Beca, "see you at auditions." The redhead walked out of the radio station, smiling smugly to herself. Sure, Aubrey, the captain didn't know, but what she doesn't know won't hurt her, right? Right? Chloe's mind had gone into overdrive, her thoughts molding together and creating jumbled sequences; she just wanted Beca to wear a Bella scarf.
"No, no, no." Aubrey folded her arms once she'd finished taking a sip from her water bottle. "Beta Epsilon Lambda Alpha is full. There isn't enough bedrooms."
Chloe folded her arms too, "yeah, because you would have to revert your personal gym into a room for her."
The middle of a Bella rehearsal was probably not the best time for Chloe to bring up Beca joining the Bellas, but she knew that Aubrey wouldn't be as harsh in front of the group - even though five-out-of-seven of the girls had let for pizza.
"She's too alternative for us, Chloe, you know we have standards."
The redhead couldn't even believe the way that Aubrey was referring to the small DJ.
"She's amazing! She's an alto, plus she makes mixes, which could be incorporated into our set lists." Chloe's smile was wide and free now, mentally pleading with her best friend to give up the, in Chloe's opinion, pointless gym space, no one but Aubrey used it anyway.
"Our set lists are fine, Chloe." Aubrey walked into the kitchen, grimacing at the sight of her Bellas sitting and eating pizza like barbarians. It was disgusting. "We don't need some stupid emo called Beca Mitchell to change things."
Aubrey was happy, no one had turned up to audition for The Bellas. She had definitely not sent out an email to every girl who had signed up saying that auditions were cancelled. She was a Posen, and Posen family members had class.
"I regretfully inform you that auditions for The Barden Bellas have been pushed back to a date which has yet to be confirmed.
My sincerest apologies,
Aubrey Posen,
Captain of The Barden Bellas."
Either way, sitting smugly in her seat as tone deaf people turned up for the auditions for The Treblemakers, she couldn't help but smirk at Bumper - The Bellas will definitely win.
"Looks like that's it." Tommy walked onto the stage, clasping his hands in front of him, "it's strange no-one auditioned for The Bellas, are you upset Aubrey?"
"It doesn't anno-" The blonde was cut off by Chloe, who was standing up, pointing to the wings of the stage.
"There's one more!"
Aubrey turned to the redhead, "No way, Bella auditions are cancelled!"
Beca awkwardly walked onto the stage, her boots scuffing along the wood. Her heavy eye make-up and her stinking attitude drove Aubrey up the bleeding wall.
Chloe sat back down, just in time to hear her best friend mutter, "I swear to God, this better be a prank show." Chloe simply jabbed the blonde in the ribs, smiling supportively at Beca.
The brunette swallowed, "I didn't know we had to sing that song-"
"You also don't appear to realise that there are no spaces left in The Bellas, leave." Aubrey's glare challenged the sarcastic gaze of the sophomore, who raised an eyebrow at the a capella captain.
"Wow Bree, Becs is really cool." Fat Amy sat up, tossing a cup at the brunette.
"Yeah," Cynthia Rose continued, also sitting up in her seat, "she DJs like no one else, she's got talent."
Lilly's whispering added to the protest, "she helped me hide a body."
Chloe smiled at the support from her teammates, "go on Beca, we all know you can sing." The redhead's eyes were gleaming, the bright blue orbs the only thing Beca could focus upon. Well that, and the fuming blonde sitting beside the redhead. "She's great Bree."
"Great isn't going to cut it." Aubrey folded her arms, she wouldn't be undermined. "There is no room."
"Yeah, because you have a fucking personal gym." Stacie cut in; The Trebles watching the exchange from their seats at the pack, Bumper thoroughly enjoying the one time that Aubrey "pukegate" Posen couldn't control everyone.
The three other Bellas began to speak up, their normally quiet personalities seeming fed-up.
"Why can't we use it?"
"Just because your family funds the university doesn't mean you can have a personal gym!"
"I bet you have a coffee maker too."
Beca looked on awkwardly at the conversation, her eyes landing on her best friend, Jesse smiling supportively before his gaze locked on Aubrey.
The blonde scowled, "thirty seconds."
Beca nodded, sitting down on the stage and placing the cup in front of her, looking between the yellow plastic and the blonde haired Barbie. She swallowed before tapping out a rhythm on the cup, moving it around in front of her. "I got my ticket for the long way round, two bottles of whiskey for the way; and I sure would like some sweet company, and I'm leaving tomorrow, what d'ya say?"
Chloe smiled, the brunette's voice captivating her and moving her, she would definitely go on a roadtrip with the brunette.
"Fucking shoot me." Aubrey stood up, lifting her notes from the table, "we'll let you know. Don't hold your breath, come on Chloe." The blonde strode from the room, her nose pointed to the sky, "a Posen is a winner, Aubrey."
Chloe smiled as she pulled Beca through the doorway of Beta Epsilon Lambda Alpha, the brunette's eyes moving between the eccentric furniture and the quiet atmosphere.
"Chloe, there's no rooms left." Beca's suitcase's wheels were hard to drag across the carpeted area, meaning that the petite woman had to drag the bag with two hands as opposed to one. "Plus, Aubrey doesn't want me here."
"I know silly!" Chloe pulled the sophomore up the stairs and into a room with blue walls and two single beds, "you're staying with me."
"Jesus Christ."
"It's no different to a dorm room, promise." Beca nodded dumbly as Chloe moved the suitcase into the middle of the room, the redhead then handing the newest Bella a scarf and putting on a terrible South Carolina accent, "come on, we have aca-initiation night. Here's your scarf, no sex with Trebles, drink some Boone's Farm when we get back and promise to support The Bellas, blah blah blah."
"Dude, why would I want to fuck them?" Beca had an eyebrow raised at Chloe, who was shrugging, "totally uninterested in them."
"Chloe, where have you been?" A slightly tipsy Aubrey leant against the redhead, who was looking around, "I feel great!"
The redhead nodded, "that's nice Bree, where's Stacie?"
The blonde shrugged, finding it increasingly harder to balance, she had always been a lightweight. "Donald…"
Chloe wrapped Aubrey's arm around her shoulder and proceeded to drag her friend to a seat where she was in plain sight, no one could hurt her now. The senior's next job was to have a go at Stacie for spiking Aubrey's drink.
She found the busty brunette easily, the younger girl dry humping Donald in a corner.
"Ew."
Stacie looked up, "oh hey Chloe! How ya doin'?"
The redhead folded her arms, "a lot better than Bree, who spiked her drink?"
"I don' know."
Some people are real help.
The redhead continued looking around the amphitheater, finding several Bellas in compromising positions with members of The Treblemakers. She didn't want Aubrey to sober up and find the 'traitors' so the redhead simply began to usher them all home. Somewhere on her way around searching for all 8 drunken Bellas, Chloe noticed Beca sitting on a bench, listening to music, not a care in the world.
The redhead found the younger girl mysterious and cool, but she hadn't even asked Aubrey if Beca could join the Bellas, let alone telling her friend that Beca was an official member of The Barden Bellas.
The blonde's lunch would go everywhere.
Chloe had just about got every Bella in bed, with Beca's help. The pair had yet to locate Aubrey, but Chloe knew the blonde had enough common sense to find her way home again, she was like a cat that way.
"Thank you for helping, I'm normally the one drunk and Aubrey normally puts everyone to bed." Chloe flopped onto her bed, placing her arms behind her bed as Beca unpacked her mixing equipment onto a second desk Chloe had bought.
"No need to thank me, just make sure they all have advil in the morning, I have this project to do."
Chloe frowned at the girl's closed off attitude, oblivious to the redhead frowning to herself as she fell into her slumber.
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