AN: Thank you so much for your feedback :) It really boosts my morale. To maryelizabethstark: Yes it would be hilarious won't it ;)

WARNING: Slightly longer chapter.
For this chapter, the auditions are of course not based on acapella so yeah everyone sings a song of their choice. You may or may not play the song for the other auditions since I won't go into too much detail with them but I would seriously advice you to play the audition song for Beca when you get to that part. Gives a better visual in my opinion. The song is Royals (cup cover by Sarah Stone) by Lorde. (Here is a youtube link to her song just in case [ youtube com /watch?v=sz2tRlQ-q6c] remove the spaces and put the dot after youtube) Anyway Enjoy :)

She shuffled her feet and stared at the wooden plaque with the words 'Vanderbilt Auditorium' engraved in ebony. What the hell is she even doing? Beca's throat tightened and she clenched her sweaty fists. Let's just go in quick. Do it. And get out. She reassured herself and grabbed the steel rail of the door. Drawing in a sharp breath, she pushed the white washed door and stepped into an entirely different world.

The black leather seats of the auditorium on either side were mostly occupied. By the looks of it most of people seated were here to audition like her. There was a light strumming of guitars and constant melodious murmur of singing. The front rows were filled with people turning over papers. They must be the judges, Beca thought. Her eyes ran along the back of the front row until she located the loosely hanging, burnt orange hair that belonged to Chloe. The stage was not exactly big. It was rectangular with laminated wooden flooring.

"Beca?" The Australian accent made Beca cock her head to the left and look at the beaming face of Fat Amy.

"Hey ditcher," She grinned and waddled through the people in the last row to take a seat next to the blonde.

"Oi I had to pee! Do you know if you hold pee for long, climaxes become shorter? Pfft." Fat Amy nodded excessively and the brunette scrunched up her face in disgust. "Gross Amy!" She shook her head and looked at the stage ahead.

"I hope we get paired together!" The heavy girl slapped Beca's shoulder causing her to tumble forward slightly and cringe.

"And I hope I get rejected." The brunette mumbled and massaged her shoulder.

"So whatcha singin'? No instruments?" Fat Amy exclaimed.

"Er, I-," Beca began but she was cut short when someone from the front row got up and jumped onto the stage.

"Listen up nerds." The bulky boy, in a red jacket with the insignia "Treblemakers" and dark maroon pants crossed his hands before him and walked from one corner of the stage to the other. "I'm Bumper and since Treblemakers were the winners last times, we've decided that songs only from this century should be sung. Because last time a fellow musical member," he coughed and said a name which was hard to catch on but there was a huge roar of laughter from the boys in similar red jackets. "Blew chunks all over the place. Look! Here's my impression." He began skipping to the center of the stage and let out a high pitched voice. "I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes. I saw blaaaaauuuughh." He pretended to puke and the entire auditorium burst into a fit of laughter including Beca.

"What even…"The brunette shook her head laughing while Fat Amy banged the seat in front of her and began wiggling around with hysteric laughter.

Once the audience settled down, another person got up from the front row and strolled to the center of the stage. Beca instantly recognized her as the hostile blonde, Aubrey, she had met at the activities fair. "My fellow musicians, we will not let egotistical, garbage-headed, dirtballs, whomever you may be," she narrowed her eyes at Bumper, who raised his hand and nodded moderately causing another surge of laughter to ensue, "take us down. The Bella's will return to the STD and redeem themselves." Aubrey bubbled up with emotion and huffed.

"STD?" Beca's brows shot up in bemusement.

"STD is short for Sing Till you Drop." Fat Amy whispered and the brunette groaned. What the hell have I gotten myself into?!

"Alright first up is the audition's for Trebles. Don't just sing it, bring it. Let's do this!" Bumper cheered and jumped of the stage.

A weasely boy, walked timidly onto the stage and looked down at his feet. "My name is Benji," his eyes were fixated on his feet. He fumbled with his guitar pick and dropped it on the ground twice. Everyone in the room, including Beca, was expecting a rotten audition but the boy took them all by surprise when he started singing, 'Magic by B.O.B'. He ended at a high note and the entire auditorium stood up to give him a round of applause.

"Thank you. Performing live gives me such a rush!" He smiled excitedly, his shyness faded, and stepped down from the stage.

"These Treble's are bumholes but talented bumholes." Fat Amy remarked and Beca nodded in agreement. The short girl noticed that everyone in the room had some sort of instrument or karaoke to back up their vocals. All except her. Great now Chloe will think I didn't even try. She lightly smacked her palm against her forehead and sighed.

The rest of the Treble auditions were just as good as Benji's. Jesse was here to audition too, much to Beca's surprise, and his singing was way better than his kitchen skills. He was the last audition for the Treble's so when he clamored down the stage, Aubrey stepped up. Jesse gave her a side look and winked causing Aubrey's face to turn a deep shade of crimson. Beca noticed this and smirked. This boy couldn't help himself could he?

"Alright everybody," she coughed and tried to brush away the blush. "Now we'll have the Bella's auditions. Give it your best girls." She clapped and wandered back to her seat.

Beca's eyes slowly drifted to the back of Chloe's head along her smooth red hair. She gulped and stood up. If she went first, she could get out the minute she was done. A vice-like grip pulled her down and Beca let out a small low yelp.

"Calm your vajayjay, I got this." Fat Amy hobbled down the rows and tumbled onto the stage. "Hi I'm Fat Amy," She introduced herself and the audience once again started to giggle and chuckle. "OI!" Fat Amy boomed and pin-drop-silence supervened in the entire auditorium.

"Right then, no er back up dancers?" She mumbled then shook her head. "Ok…" The karaoke for 'Since You've Been Gone' started to play and Amy sang impressively. Beca hooted once she finished and Amy did a drumroll ending with. "Crushed it."

The other Bella auditions were good but not as impressive as the Trebles. There was a girl called Lily, whose voice was so low that Aubrey and Chloe had to stand next to her, to hear what she was singing. Another girl, Stacie, was more into the provocative dance movements than the singing. Others like Cynthia Rose, Denise, Ashley, Mary Elise and Kori were pretty good.

"Anyone else for the Bella's?" The sad final call from Chloe made Beca jump up from her seat. Here goes nothing. She groaned and headed towards the stage. She kept her eyes pinned ahead so she could avoid looking at Chloe's face. You can do this. Just give it your best and hope Aubrey doesn't let you in. Yup. She inhaled deeply and looked at the audience. "Hi, I'm Beca." She introduce herself and attempted to smile. "Um I'm going to be singing er-" She doesn't have karaoke. She doesn't have an instrument. What should she do? She saw a plastic cup of water in front of Bumper and casually walked up to him.

"Woah you want me to sign your breasts right now?" Bumper sniggered but Beca looked at him vacantly. She lifted the cup and emptied its contents on to the snooty boy's head. A cheer erupted in the auditorium and a sly grin crept up her lips. He totally deserved that.

"Way to go, Becaaww!" Somebody from the audience yelled and Beca immediately identified it as Jesse's. Didn't he just audition for the Trebles? The brunette strode up to the stage once again. She inhaled and finally looked apologetically at Chloe who was smiling ecstatically. Chloe's face had the same expression it had when she found her singing. Guess that means apology accepted. Beca grinned and sat down on the stage.

"I'm going to be singing Royals by Lorde." There was a round of applause and a lot of hooting which made Beca feel a little relaxed. Even a bit good about herself. She played the song in her head and began moving the cup.

"I've never seen a diamond in the flesh; I cut my teeth on wedding rings in the movies; And I'm not proud of my address; In a torn-up town, no postcode envy…. That kind of luxe just ain't for us; We crave a different kind of buzz; Let me be your ruler; You can call me queen Bee; And baby I'll rule; Let me live that fantasy." She gave her cup a slight twist then smacked it down.

Beca smiled a little and looked up. There was no applause or hooting, everyone in the audience was either looking at her in awe or as if someone had thwacked their heads with a hammer. "Umm." Beca stood up and shifted awkwardly before heading off the stage. She quickly slipped up to the auditorium door and headed out. Phew, that's done with. She couldn't help but grin to herself. Even Aubrey was looking at her in a "wow" way and Chloe was giving Aubrey the "I told you so" look.

Her body was flushed with adrenaline. The only other time she experienced this was when she made a really great mix. Even if she didn't get the part, Beca realized something. There was a certain pleasantness in pissing people off but there was an even greater thrill in making them speechless with your talent. And all of this was because of the redhead.

Beca walked (practically skipped) back to her dorm, humming to herself. "Kimmy Jin," she greeted her roommate way too pleasantly and earned a "wtf" look from her. "Life of the party aren't you? Beca rolled her eyes and slumped in her desk chair. She had a brilliant idea for a mix.

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By the time Beca had finished, evening had rolled on. She yawned and crossed her hands behind her head leaning back into the chair. Today was not such a bad day after all. All she needs now is a nice, relaxing sle-

"GET HER!" Her dorm door blasted open cutting her thoughts and four hooded figures ran inside.

"WHA-," Beca's eyes widened and she was about to scream when a rather soft hand pressed against her lips while rough, burly hands were lifting her up.

"Shush, it's just a ritual." The whisper against her ear, made her shiver slightly. It was Chloe. She caught the gist of what was happening and relaxed a little. She's in the Bella's. Technically, she was supposed to feel sad so why was there such a goofy grin plastered on her face? She was carried out of her dorm out the quad and into a school- gym like room labelled 'Bella's'. The entire room was lit up by scented candles and there was a table at the center lined with really ugly scarves.

She wasn't alone. Fat Amy and all of the other girls that had auditioned were here today except one or two whose names she didn't remember.

She was let down on her feet and the hooded figures pulled down their hoods. Two of them were guys while the other two were Aubrey, the blonde who had said she would never let her into Bellas' and Chloe, the reason she was in this in the first place.

"Thank you Bryan and Caleb that would be all." Aubrey hushed away the boys who nodded and left the room.

Fat Amy slid in beside her and literally crushed her hand with her tight grip. "I'm so excited right now" She whispered leaning her head sideways a little. "The only other time I was this excited was when I was constipated for 6 days and the truckload of laxatives finally paid off."

Beca rubbed the side of her head and looked at Amy, weirdly. "I still don't know why you think it's appropriate to tell me all of this." She murmured.

"We shall begin by drinking the blood of the sister's that came before you." Aubrey lifted a large champagne coupe which was filled up to the brim with deep red liquid and handed it to Chloe.

Chloe stepped towards Beca first and flashed a toothy grin at her while the brunette brows shot up and her eyes widened. "Dude no!" She exclaimed and Chloe chuckled. "Don't worry, its Boone's Farm," the ginger uttered and winked.

These people are so weird. Beca shook her head and grabbed the coupe, taking a small sip and passing it on.

Once they were done with the 'blood of the sister's', Aubrey handed each of them a scarf.

"Now if you'll place your scarves in your right hand and repeat this oath." Chloe piped in excitedly.

"I," Aubrey began, "Sing your name".

Everyone followed Aubrey's suit and sang out their names in different tones making it sound utterly horrible.

Aubrey winced slightly then continued, "Promise to fulfil the duties and responsibilities of a Bella woman." The others repeated in unison.

"And I solemnly promise to never have sexual relations with a Treblemaker, or may my vocal cords be ripped out by wolves."

Huh? Beca raised an eyebrow but repeated the oath. She had a feeling Aubrey would be the one who'd have more trouble with this oath given the effect Jesse had on her earlier.

"Congratulations. You are all Bellas now." Aubrey smiled forcibly and Chloe turned on the lights. Everyone started hooting and cheering and even Beca let a small smile slip.

"Ok everyone. Time to pair." She placed five regular cut pieces of paper on the table and a pen. "Lily, Stacie, Fat Amy, Denise and…" she paused for a bit. "Beca. Step forward please and write your names on the slips. Fold it and place it in this." She pointed at a red beer cup.

"Aww looks like we won't get paired together," Fat Amy nudged Beca and pouted a little. Beca merely shrugged and scribbled down her name. She folded her paper roughly and dropped it into the cup.

Once they were all done, Aubrey stepped to the cup and drew out a name. "Ashley, Cynthia Rose, Kori and Chloe. Draw out a name." Chloe practically skipped towards the cup and held her slip up like a trophy.

"Alright, I have Fat Amy." Aubrey lips twitched as if she wanted to smile but it never came.

"I got Stacie," Cynthia Rose winked at the provocative tall girl.

"I got…Lily," Kori moaned and Lily said something but none of them could make out a word.

"I got Denise," Ashley grinned. They seemed to get along well.

Oh no. Beca felt her windpipe tighten making it hard to breathe.

Chloe didn't even bother to open her slip. She looked straight at Beca with giant smile.

"I"

No

"got"

Don't say it.

"Beca."

Shit.

Beca tried her best to return the smile. The redhead was the exact opposite of what she was. She hated bubbly and cheery and the ginger was the definition of that. She hated the world while Chloe seemed like the sort of person who was friends with everybody. She didn't know happy and Chloe screamed happiness. And now she'll have to spend time with her, rehearse with her. Why did she have to care so much about hurting her in the first place? Beca groaned slightly.

"You'll have to spend as much time as possible with your significant other." Aubrey nodded.

Well of course. Beca internally cursed herself.

"Alright ladies, first group rehearsal is tomorrow. Eight a.m. sharp. Goodbye for now." Everyone headed out the room excitedly, all except Beca who was trying to devise ways to get out of this.

I could fake chicken pox or measles or... Her mind began to ramble on with pointless ideas. She was halfway to the quad when she realized she had forgotten her scarf on the table when she was writing her name on the slip.

She jogged back to the rehearsal room and placed her hand on the door handle. She was about to push it open when she heard voices.

"I don't know why we had to keep that alt girl," said the familiar posh voice of Aubrey. "We could have kept Mary Elise instead of her."

"She was the best audition and you know it." The softer more cheerful voice retorted. Chloe, Beca thought.

"She doesn't even look sophisticated or nice like a Bella. Her and those ear monstrosities." Aubrey, spat with a lot of disgust in her voice.

"She isn't supposed to look nice. Everybody looks nice but she? I think she looks like art." Chloe stated.

"What the hell do you even mean by that?" Aubrey questioned.

"I mean she's like art. Art's not supposed to be perfect or sophisticated or even nice. Heck, art can even be displeasing to the eye but it makes you feel something. It can either fill the void of your soul or it makes you want to kill yourself." Chloe replied. "She's art, Aubrey."

Beca gulped as she felt the same warmth she had experienced when Chloe had touched her hands.

There was silence on the other side for a while and Beca too, was glued to her spot.

"Ok ok I know you're majoring in English Lit. Turn the dramatics down a notch, Fitzgerald." Aubrey said sarcastically and Beca heard the light giggle coming from Chloe in response.

"I just hope you're right about her. If we lose to those Treble's again, I'm going to shoot them all in the head, personally." Aubrey gritted her teeth. "Somebody left their scarf here, make sure they get it tomorrow with a huge amount of scolding would you? If it's even possible for you to scold someone."

"Hey! I can be pretty nasty when I want." Chloe exclaimed.

Both Aubrey and Beca, began to laugh.

"Someone's out there!" Chloe hushed Aubrey.

And that's my cue. Beca nodded to herself and trekked back to her dorm. Her roommate was not here, which was a huge relief for Beca. She placed her bulky headphones against her ears and slumped down on her bed trying hard not to think back to Chloe's words. But as she slowly drifted into a deep slumber, her words rang through Beca's ears.

She's art. Aubrey.

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