A/N: I hope everyone is enjoying this fic...I'm building it still until the party which is when it is really going to get wild, so please hang in there with me. This is my first one too, so POP! Cherry's gone!

The clock had just hit 10:00 am when Beca was bombarded with a chorus of people screaming Happy Birthday and hitting her with pillows. It wasn't the most wonderful way that she has ever woken up, but it wasn't the worst that she ever after all the years living with the Bellas. The worst probably being the time that Fat Amy and Cynthia Rose woke her up by throwing soggy cereal onto her forehead. The two had even gone as far as drawing a bullseye scoring system, so yeah she wasn't the most happy with having to pick soggy cheerios and fruit loops out of her hair.

After the pillow hits seemed to have stopped Beca hesitantly dropped her arms down only to get walloped by a pillow smashing into her face from Fat Amy. The glare Amy got when she lifted her pillow was probably hard enough to crack Fort Knox, but Amy wasn't too worried about any sort of wrath from the tiny DJ.

"Happy Birthday?" Amy offered.

"Well good morning to all of you and thanks," Beca growled.

"Alright! Time for round one!" Stacy yelled out.

"What time is it? Is it even noon yet?" Beca's face slightly amused and slightly freaked out.

"Who cares! It's You're birthday Beca Fing Mitchell!" Cynthia Rose answered with. Which sparked the rest of the Bellas to agree.

"Yeah! Plus we got to get your feeling pretty awesome before some special guests arrive." Amy added.

Beca sat up on her bed and swung her feet to the ground to push up onto her feet. "You all are right, if Aubrey is coming for dinner I need to have a decent buzz happening I guess!"

"NOW THAT'S THE SPIRIT!" Fat Amy Bellowed out before snatching up the small DJ throwing her over her shoulder and marching out of their room with all the Bellas laughing and following in a semi small birthday parade.

The best part of it all was Beca missed the plural of the fact they were having guests and not a guest, so the Bellas knew even if their plan blew up in their faces that they could at least surprise her with Chloe coming!

When the girls got to the kitchen Amy finally relented and put Beca down onto the floor to let Beca turn and her eyes were met with a decorations. Balloons were scattered everywhere throughout the kitchen and Beca laughed that the color choices were red, purple and black. Tombstones were scattered around also and a huge banner hung along the back wall behind the table that read:

"Happy Birthday Beca Cheers to 21
…and Killing your Youth"

She had to laugh and she could only guess that Fat Amy was behind that witty slogan. Beca then saw on the kitchen island what looked like a full blown breakfast bar/drinks bar. Mamosas and long islands were already made up and a ton of other alcohol was waiting to be cracked open as well.

"Jeeze guys I'm really starting to think you're going to be the death of me tonight," Beca said as she looked around joking.

"That's the plan!" Amy boomed clapping a hand to Beca's shoulder and shoving her forward slightly to usher her to the food and drinks. "This is the one time I'll let you go before me in a food line, so hurry up shortstack."

Beca shot Amy a glare and then proceeded to fill a plate with waffles and scrambled eggs and grabbed a mamosa before heading to the kitchen table to sit down and eat. The rest of the Bellas followed shortly after and crowded around to talk about the day and evening plans for Beca's big day.

"So what time is the she-devil coming in?" Beca asked while scooping up a forkful of eggs.

"When I texted her earlier she said she'd be here probably sometime in the afternoon to hang out with us before dinner some," Stacie replied.

"That shouldn't be to far away then since Beca already slept half of it away," Cynthia deadpanned. Beca shot a glare over at her. "Not that there is any problem on getting more beauty sleep."

Stacie looked up from her phone and added, "yeah Beca, you could use all the extra help you could get since gravity is already against you."

Fat Amy had just taken a huge bite of waffle as the burn was delivered and was so taken off guard that she started to choke a bit as well as laugh along with all the rest of the girls at the table. Meanwhile Beca shot glares at them all while muttering "It's not my fault…"

It was about 2 o'clock when Aubrey pulled into the Bella's driveway and turned off the engine of her car. "You ready for this?" She turned and asked the redheaded passenger beside her.

"The question we should all be asking ourselves is, is Beca ready?" The ginger laughed while winking at her blonde best friend who giggled along.

"Thank god we both turned 21 before America let that Aussie in," Aubrey said her voice turning serious, "I swear it's a godsend she hasn't been kicked out yet and that she hasn't killed anyone!"

Chloe laughed in reply "Right?! Remember that time she made Benji drink a beer out of a dirty boot she pulled off a sleeping hobo?"

"I mean I know there are some crazy party animals, but she takes it to a whoooole different level." Aubrey looked around. "I don't think anyone has spotted us yet, so I think we could make a break for it yet!"

"I wish we could, but I'm pretty sure I just saw Lily on the roof and disappear, so I think we have been spotted." Chloe giggled "I swear that girl gets weirder every moment we're gone."

"Totally true." Aubrey agreed shaking her head at where her misfit Bellas have grown weirder. "Well time to get in your box!"