Prettier With You Chapter 4, a pitch perfect fanfic

Prettier With You

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Songs 'Rock Show' and 'In Your Room' belong to Halestorm. I do not own them. Song 'Best Friend' belongs to Jason Chen, again I do not own it. Also I'm aware many of the songs weren`t out at the time of the chapter, but lets just say they were.

Thanks to my awesome editor IK I know that this one was a pain in the butt.

Finally I own nothing all the characters (except ) belong to the creators of pitch Perfect.

**Flashback**

The first day of school has always been one of Chloe's favourite days of the year. Not because she was school obsessed, or an over achiever. It was her favourite day of the year simply because she had the opportunity to make new friends and reconnect with old ones. Chloe would be able to hang out and catch up with her friends, hearing all about their summers and telling them all about hers. It had become Chloe's ritual in the three years since she had moved to the small town of Canyon Lake Texas; to meet with her friends outside her locker before the first class of the day and scan the crowds for new people. Since her first day at Canyon Secondary School, three years ago, Chloe had made it her mission to make sure every newcomer felt welcome, hoping that they would never feel as lonely as she had in her first month at the school.

"Any new kids this year?" Chloe asked curiously, knowing that because it was such a small school someone would have heard if there were any new comers.

"Yes there is actually, new kid in grade eleven, I think her name is Rebeca or something like that. She just moved here with her mom from New York, apparently there was a really nasty divorce and her mom insisted that they leave, and took her with" Chloe's friend Nancy informed, always up to date with any gossip going around the community.

"Oh, well at least she's not coming in her senior year, that would have sucked," Chloe said, vowing to try and help make the younger girls transition to the school as smooth as possible.

"Oh come one Chloe, we all know that you are going to do you're best to get to know this girl, she won't know what hit her" Nancy smiled, knowing that the poor new kid would soon be caught up in the tornado that was Chloe Beale.

"Yep, someone needs to make sure she's been properly welcomed to the school, and as the last person to transfer to this school I feel like it is my duty to make sure she's not bugged by jerks like Derek. Honestly, Derek thinks that because he's captain of the football team it gives him a right to treat anyone however he wants." Chloe ranted, forgetting what she had been talking about originally.

"You're just calling him a jerk because he's your ex-boyfriend, he isn't that bad. Besides you broke up with him not the other way around so I don't get why you are still so pissed off at him" Nancy replied, having no clue what it was that caused the break up, one day they had been together and the next they weren't. Chloe had refused to answer any questions about it, but hadn't seemed surprised when Derek and the head cheerleader Whitney had started dating almost a week later.

"Trust me Nancy he's a jerk, and I don't go around giving people labels that they don't deserve. You're just going to have to trust me when I say that he is a jerk and will probably do all he can to make Beca's life here miserable." Chloe said

"Okay, I trust you Chloe, just wanted one of us to appear unbiased," Nancy teased, grinning when she saw Chloe smile slightly.

"Ya, ya, always the advocate. Anyway on to more pleasant conversation, what do you have first period?" Chloe questioned, desperate to direct their conversation into another direction.

"I have Chemistry with O'Boyle, how about you?" Nancy replied praying that her friend was in her class because with out the red-heads help Nancy had no hope to pass.

"Sorry Nancy, I have Advanced Music Theory and Composition with Ms. Swan first." Chloe said apologetically, knowing that her friend hated anything o do with science and math, Chloe had tried to tell her not to take the class but her friend hadn't listened. "Here trade schedules though maybe I'll be able to help you out in Bio or Math." Chloe grabbed Nancy's schedule and smiled slightly when she saw that they did in fact have a few classes together.

"Well?" Nancy demanded, "Do we have anything together? Please tell me we have math together, I really don't feel like failing, and apparently the teacher is really hard, fair but hard." Nancy pleaded, searching Chloe's face for anything that could calm her nerves.

"Don't worry we have math together as well as Biology and English," Chloe smiled laughing internally at her friends mini panic attack.

"Oh thank god, I have a chance at passing now, plus I might be able to beat your but in English, but that's probably it" Nancy said happily as the music that alerted students to get to class began, "Oh shit I'm going to go Chloe, my class is at the other end of the school, I'll see you later, we're still going to karaoke on Friday right?" Nancy asked as she turned to walk towards class once she had received her friends nod in confirmation. Watching her friend walk away Chloe shook her head, Nancy always seemed to be running to something and it was quiet comical to watch, as long as you weren't being dragged along for the ride. Gathering her school supplies Chloe made her way to the music room and took her seat at the back of the classroom.

Chloe sighed and looked around the classroom, noticing that it was packed with the only empty seat directly beside her. The soft thud of the door closing caused Chloe's eyes to snap up at the sound, watching as the teacher, Ms. Swan, made her way over to her desk. It was another five minutes before the class began, with Ms. Swan going over the boring first day of school formalities. Hand in your assignments on time, mid term project worth fifteen percent of you're mark while the final assignment would be another fifteen. Swan was about to begin her lecture on class expectations when a soft knock came at the door. Everyone turned to the door, curious as to who had interrupted the boring first day formalities. Ms. Swan motioned for whoever it was to come in, when the door opened slowly Chloe and the rest of the class was greeted with the sight of a small girl- she couldn't have been more than five feet tall- in a batman t-shirt, jean shorts and low rise black converse. The girl had a variety of different ear piercings and a pair of headphones around her neck, Beats by Dr. Dre if Chloe was correct, which she was. The whole class stared at the girl as she walked over to the teacher and wordlessly handed her a note that had been clenched tightly in her hand. Ms Swan scanned the note quickly and handed it back to the girl with a small smile.

"Alright everyone listen up, it seems we have a new student in are class, I'm going to allow her to introduce herself, and then we'll get back to discussing what's expected from you in this class," turning to the new girl who we had at that point all identified as the mysterious Beca Ms. Swan told her where she would be sitting once she had finished introducing herself, "Once you're done Rebeca you can go take a seat in the back with Chloe, it's the only spot left so you should have trouble finding it." With that Ms. Swan made her way over to her desk and leaned against it waiting for the small girl to begin.

"Um…hi, my name is Rebeca, but I won't respond if you call me that, I prefer Beca. I'm from New York City but you seem to all know that already, and that's all I'm willing to share with a bunch of people I don't know." Staring down the rest of the class Beca grabbed her bag and moved to her seat beside Chloe in the back, sitting down without another word, leaving a stunned class in her wake. Ms. Swan shook her head slightly and began to address the class once more.

"Alright then, welcome Beca and I hope you like it here in Canyon Lake, it is much different from New York, but it does have its own benefits. So as I was saying before Beca joined us, the person you are sitting beside right now is who you will do the majority of the assignments with. The only individual assignment is the midterm project where you will compose your own song, complete with lyrics and a harmony, anything else you might want to add is optional, if you aren't sure about an aspect of it you would like to incorporate feel free to approach me after class my office is always open. Now for you're first assignment," there was a collective groan throughout the class, "Yes I know, I'm awful giving you an assignment on the first day of school. Anyway with you're partner you will do a get to know you assignment through music, the two of you will pick two songs to alter slightly, making them your own, you are allowed to do this any way you want to. If you play guitar and would like to add in a new riff line, or want to rock out on a key board be my guest, but each of you must be playing one instrument in the project. You have the option of a live presentation or you can do a video, it is completely up to you," Ms. Swan instructed, already preparing herself for the massive amount of questions that she would be receiving. "Alright, now you all have the rest of the period to talk to you're partners and find out more about them, this should help you with your project." Once it was clear Ms. Swan had finished teaching everyone in the classroom turned to their partners and began speaking, trying to be heard over the noise of their peers, as they talked to their partner. Chloe turned towards Beca and was immediately struck with how beautiful the other girl was. All of a sudden Chloe felt butterflies in her stomach but stopped the feeling in its tracks. Now was not the time or place. Chloe began to say something but was confused when she got no response from the brunette; Chloe smiled slightly when she noticed noticed that Beca had put on her headphones. Capturing her attention Chloe motioned for Beca to take the headphones off; the brunette complied even if it was grudgingly.

"Hi Beca, I'm Chloe it's nice to meet you," Chloe said a genuine smile covering her face. Beca was surprised at the sincerity she heard from the other girl. Normally, people were never genuinely glad to meet her, finding Beca brash and rough around the edges.

"Hi," she offered hesitantly. Looking at the girl beside her, Beca was immediately drawn in by her partner's amazing blue eyes; they were kind and genuine, something Beca had already sensed about the red head sitting beside her.

"So, I guess we should start off by getting to know each other a little bit. It would definitely make this assignment a lot easier," Chloe suggested watching the brunette carefully, learning as much as she could from Beca's body language.

"Uh, sure I guess that sounds fine. Do you want me to start or would you like to? I can already tell you're not from around here originally; you don't have an accent like everyone else I've met here. So, I guess we can start with that," Beca said trying to avoid talking about herself, and why she was in the small town to begin with.

"Okay, well you're right about one thing, I'm definitely not from around here. I actually grew up in Miami. I moved here with my family three years ago, so I kind of understand what you're going through. The whole, 'only new person in the school, not knowing anyone' sucks," Chloe sympathised.

"I don't mind it much actually," Beca replied, smirking when she saw that she had shocked the red head, "If no one knows you they tend to leave you alone, it makes everything a lot easier. Trust me, I've gotten good at it," Beca revealed shocking herself at how much she had just revealed to a total stranger. Directing the conversation back to Chloe, Beca scrambled to find a new question. "You said you moved here with your family right? Does that include any annoying siblings?" Chloe smiled at the question, she had always loved talking about her family, they were the most important people in her life.

"I have an older brother actually, but I don't see him all that often. He's a marine so he's overseas at the moment," Chloe said, pride radiating from her features. "My dad is a lawyer and he's the reason we moved out here in the first place, he was offered a huge promotion and he decided he didn't want to live in the main city so he and my mom settled for here. And last but not least my mom, she's the principal at an elementary school," Chloe finished with a small shrug. "But enough about me, tell me a little more about yourself," Chloe prompted gently not wanting the brunette to shut down completely.

"Well there's not much to tell really. I lived in New York my whole life, and then my parents got a divorce. My mom wanted to get as far away from the memory as possible so she figured that Texas would be a good fresh start," Beca said, not sure as to why she was okay telling Chloe all of this, when she had clearly stated at the beginning of class that she hated talking about herself. Chloe nodded her head, sensing Beca's reluctance to talk about her family.

"Okay, so tell me. How did a junior end up in a senior level class? There were a ton of prerequisites, this isn't the course someone typically gets put in when they have no clue what else to take. Based on that, I'm led to believe you have some background knowledge in music, or you're a prodigy of some sort," Chloe said jokingly, not realizing how true her statement actually was. Beca frowned slightly. When she and her mom had moved here, it had been a fresh start for both of them; for Beca's mom it had been an escape from painful memories of her husband. As for Beca, it was an escape from everyone at school staring at her for being a music geek, the one who missed school to play concerts and practice, mixing music in her spare time. Shrugging her shoulders Beca decided that if at all possible she wouldn't let anyone know about her musical aptitude.

"I know some stuff I guess, I really think they put me in here 'cause it was the only available spot first period," Beca said avoiding eye contact with the bubbly girl beside her, not noticing the look she was being given by Ms. Swan as she circulated around the classroom making sure everyone was on task.

"Really? You're telling me that in the whole school the only class that fit into your schedule was a senior level music class? I don't believe you," Chloe said, her curiosity regarding the small girl beside her peaking. What wasn't Beca telling her? What did she not want her to know?

"Well I'm sorry you don't believe me but it's not my job to make the schedules. My schedule said to show up here first period so I did. I had no clue what class it even was because the schedule just had AMTC4U-01 written on it and I have absolutely no clue what that means," Beca said, truth coloring her words. She hadn't signed up for any of her classes, her mom had done that for her only asking for minimal input. Being in the advanced music class actually really irritated her, as she had specifically asked her mother not to register her for any classes connected to music; she didn't need to be the music geek again.

"Oh, okay then. Well I'm pretty good at music, I was actually top of the class last year, so we should be okay. Let's talk about the project before class ends. So, I think if we both pick a song today we should be good to start brainstorming ideas tonight. That way we're ready to start tomorrow," Chloe theorized, hoping that the brunette would agree with the plan. When Beca offered a hesitant nod Chloe smiled and started to list a few songs that she thought would work well for the project. "What if we change the arrangement of Rolling In The Deep? Everyone knows that song, any change we make will be noticeable and work well for the project," Chloe said as she planned out the possible changes in her head. Beca gave a noncommittal shrug and tried to stop the ideas for the project, that kept flowing into her mind. "Well what do you think of the idea?" Chloe asked. Luckily Beca was literally saved by the bell when it chimed, signifying the end of class, "I guess we can talk later, bye Beca." With a quick wave Chloe was out the door and on her way to her next class. Beca placed her headphones around her ears, gathered her belongings and was almost out the door when Ms. Swan called out to her.

"Beca, do you mind staying for a minute? And don't say you have to get to class because I saw your schedule and know for a fact that you have a spare right now," Ms. Swan requested, not allowing Beca to have an excuse to leave before they had a discussion. Sighing, Beca took off her headphones and walked back over to where Ms. Swan was standing in front of her desk.

"Yes, Ms. Swan?" Beca asked politely, desperate to leave the classroom.

"I was wondering if you could answer a few questions for me," the teacher asked looking at Beca with a slightly confused expression on her face.

"Um, sure, what did you want to ask me?" Beca said, worried about where the conversation was heading.

"Well, I want to know why you didn't tell the class about your background in music? Ms. Swan questioned. The question completely caught Beca off guard, not having expected anyone to recognize her. It's not like she was exactly playing mainstream music.

"I don't know what you mean," Beca stated firmly, determined to ignore the look of disbelief she was receiving from the music teacher.

"Please Beca, do I look stupid? I know who you are, but you already know that. What I don't know is why you're hiding it from your peers," Ms. Swan prodded gently.

"What is it exactly you think you know?" Beca demanded, refusing to be caught in one of those, 'I already know so you can just tell me about it, when in actual fact I have no clue' traps. As Beca debated what to do Ms. Swan waited patiently for the girl, following her decisions through her facial expressions. The two women were so caught up in thought they didn't notice when Chloe returned to the room, having forgotten her pencil case at her desk. Hearing the slightly heated discussion Chloe decided to wait at the door until it was appropriate to make her entrance, she hadn't really intended to eavesdrop, it just sort of happened.

"Alright that's how you want to play this, fine. I know you are Beca Mitchell; you were one of the youngest people to ever play at Carnegie Hall when you were only five. I know that you were declared a musical prodigy at the age of five and I know that since then you've gone on to master pretty much every string instrument. I also know that you could be teaching this class if you wanted to. What I don't know is why, when I gave you an opportunity to talk about yourself to the class, you simply shut down, only giving your name and where you were from. Plus when Chloe asked you if you had any prior music experience you shrugged your shoulders and said you knew a little. Are you ashamed or something? Because I simply don't get it," Ms. Swan said gently, confused when a look of distress and anger came over the young girl's face.

Outside of the classroom Chloe was shocked, the girl who said she only knew a little bit about music was in actual fact some sort of prodigy, who could play a large variety of instruments. Chloe felt like an idiot, Beca had simply been humouring her while she talked about the arrangements they could do when she probably had a ton of better ideas. Chloe was pulled out of her thoughts when Beca's voice floated out the door and reached Chloe.

"I am not ashamed," Beca said her voice raising slightly, angered that her teacher would make such assumptions about someone she had just met. "Look, when my mom and Dad got a divorce and we moved here it was supposed to be a fresh start for both of us. My mom would be able to get away from the things that reminded her of my Dad, and I would get away from the judgmental kids at my old school. The ones who treated me different simply because of my musical talent, I didn't have many friends, the only class where people would willingly work with me was music class, because they figured they would be able to get a really good grade while letting me do all the work. In all the other classes I was the music freak, who was constantly tapping beats, treating the desk like a piano, or going over music sheets. I was the kid who missed school because I had a performance or an orchestra audition . It made me an outcast. So when my mom said we were moving to a small town in Texas I jumped at the chance to start over again," Beca said her voice shaking slightly as she remembered how awful the kids at her previous school had been. Sighing, Beca looked around the music room looking for the one thing she knew would calm her down, the baby grand in the back corner of the room calling to her. Beca wasted no time in walking over and sitting down on the piano's bench feeling calmer almost instantly.

"I'm sorry Beca I wasn't aware. I won't tell anyone if you would prefer," Ms. Swan promised, feeling sorry for the quiet girl sitting on the bench, watching with interest as she reverently ran her hands over the piano.

"I would really appreciate that, thank you," Beca replied sincerely as she continued to look at the piano. Noticing where the girl's attention was directed, Ms. Swan asked what she was thinking.

"Are you okay there, Beca? You seem like you're off in your own world."

"What?" Beca said startled. "Oh sorry it's just that we only got here two days ago and the movers haven't delivered our piano yet, I'm almost in withdrawal," Beca joked even though she really did feel anxious without her piano.

"Well if you'd like, you can use this piano on your spare until yours arrives. This room is empty this period so you wouldn't be disturbing any classes," Ms. Swan offered.

"That would be amazing but I don't exactly want people to hear me so I think I can wait, thanks for the offer though," Beca said genuinely, her eyes scanning the piano once more before facing her teacher, confused when she saw the smile plastered on Ms. Swan's face.

"This room is soundproof. All you have to do is shut the door and no one will hear you," the teacher smiled and turned, walking into her office to give the girl a chance to get used to the piano. Beca ran her hands over it delicately, having missed the feeling of the keys under her fingers. While Beca became acquainted with the piano Chloe slipped quietly into the room, thankful that the office had informed her of her spare, right before entering her second period class. She just stood quietly watching Beca with fascination. As she was about to announce her presence in the room, Beca sat down and began to play. The piece was not something that Chloe recognized, but Beca was obviously familiar with it, as her fingers flew from one key to another, without a moment's hesitation. The piece that Beca was playing was beautiful, starting angrily but then slowing down into a calming melody and just as you were lulled into the calm, the angry melody would be back. Chloe stood there entranced, unable to take her eyes away from the girl at the piano. It wasn't until Beca had finished that Chloe was pulled out of her thoughts.

"That was beautiful," Chloe commented, forgetting that Beca had no clue she was there.

"HOLY SHIT!" Beca yelled startled, spinning around quickly to see who had spoken. Seeing Chloe, Beca offered a small smile, "What are you doing here, Chloe? When I started, the class was empty." Beca questioned still trying to get her heart rate under control.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you, honest. I just forgot my pencil case so I came back to get it, but you and Ms. Swan were talking so I didn't want to interrupt. I snuck in when I thought you guys were done but saw you sitting at the piano. I was going to let you know I was here but you started playing before I could, " Chloe finished, a slight blush coloring her cheeks.

"So then I guess you heard everything Ms. Swan said as well," Beca stated sadly, worried how the red head would react.

"I did, but I also heard how you don't want anyone to know and I promise that your secret is safe with me. The kids at our school aren't like that though; they wouldn't treat you any differently," Chloe informed, only half sure of what she said being true.

"Thanks I appreciate it. As for people being different here, I'd have to see it first to believe it, but I feel like I can trust you, so for now I'll take your word for it," Beca said hesitantly.

"That's fair enough. Like I said before though, that was beautiful. What were you playing? It seemed really complicated, but then again I don't know a lot about piano," Chloe said trying to get Beca to open up a little.

"Oh, the piece I was playing was Rachmaninoff's 2nd Piano Sonata. A lot of people seem to think it's complicated," Beca shrugged. "It's what I play when I'm frustrated," Beca finished trying to avoid Chloe's gaze.

"I can see how it would work for that, the beginning allows you to get rid of your frustration and the rest of the song calms you down," Chloe stated simply, as Beca nodded her head in agreement.

"Ya, pretty much," Beca said, feeling kind of awkward by the whole situation.

"So now that I know you were lying about your musical abilities, how about we start over, 'cause it kind of seems like we got off on the wrong foot. What with you lying to me and me making myself sound like a fool," Chloe said sticking her hand out in front of Beca. "Hi, my name is Chloe, I've lived here for three years now, my dad is a lawyer, my mom is a principal and my brother is a marine. Tell me about yourself?" Chloe asked with a wink. Beca took her hand and shook it tentatively.

"Okay then, my name is Rebeca. If you call me anything but Beca though, I will kill you. I moved here two days ago from New York. I've been playing piano since I was 3, and after that it was any instrument I could get my hands on," Beca replied smiling slightly.

"Well Beca, I think we'll be fast friends," Chloe said as she grabbed Beca's hands and pulled the brunette in closer. "Are you busy Friday night? A few friends and I are going out and you are more than welcome to join us, you have to meet people somehow," Chloe invited, hoping that Beca would say yes. Chloe couldn't explain it but for some reason she felt incredibly drawn to the younger girl, and she wanted to get to know her before she explored those feeling further. Little did Chloe know that Beca was experiencing the same undeniable connection, and was having the same desire to get to know the bubbly red head better.

"No I'm free, and that actually sounds like a lot of fun, thanks," Beca replied, giving Chloe a small smile as she did. Chloe realized that the other girl was probably feeling a little self conscious at the moment and decided that a change of topic was exactly what they needed.

"So Beca, seeing as we didn't really talk in class tell me, who is your favorite artist?" Chloe asked, grinning when she saw Beca's face light up. For the next hour the two sat at the back of the classroom, talking about everything from their favourite music to what they wanted to do once they were finished with school. Beca had surprised Chloe by saying that she wanted to be a DJ and break away from the classical music that had been thrust upon her ever since she had shown an affinity for the piano. Chloe had let the comment slide, after making Beca promise to let her listen to one of her mixes, deciding that it was a topic for another time; maybe a few months down the road when they knew each other better. Before they knew it the bell had rung and both girls were left running to their next class, with the promise to talk more the next day.

The rest of the week proceed in the same manner, they would work on their project and once class was over they would just hang out and talk. Chloe was very quickly becoming the most important person in Beca's life, and the thought scared Beca greatly. All too soon it was Friday night and Beca found herself in a karaoke bar sitting in between Chloe and her other friend Nancy, who Beca was also starting to become closer with.

"Beca, have you ever done karaoke before?" Nancy questioned as they watched yet another failed attempt of 'My Heart Will Go On'.

"No I haven't, but it's kind of fun watching other people try to take on songs that are iconic," Beca replied lightly. Chloe and Nancy looked at each other and smiled.

"Okay Beca, here's the deal," Chloe began, "You have to do a song with Nancy and I, as well as one on your own. For this we will pay for all the soft drinks of the evening." Beca rolled her eyes, because there was no way she was getting up on that stage without more motivation, and Chloe knew it. "Okay, how about this. If you do the songs, I will do the written portion for our next three assignments and I will help you with your math homework for a month," Chloe promised, having heard Beca complain about her math homework for the past week and how it was taking up to much of her time.

"What makes you think I need the math help?" Beca teased.

"Well you're always complaining about it so I figured it wasn't one of your strong subjects," Chloe replied promptly. Beca smiled. Apart from music, math was actually her best subject but the brunette jumped at the chance to spend more time with Chloe, so she simply nodded her head. Once Beca had agreed, Chloe and Nancy grabbed her hands and dragged her up to the stage. Nancy went over and selected the song, grinning the whole time. When the music began Beca groaned as she heard the song the other girls had chosen.

"Seriously guys? Do we have to do this song," Beca questioned trying desperately to get out of having to sing anything by Miley Cyrus. The other girls simply grinned and started to sing, Beca was immediately hypnotized by Chloe's voice. As the song approached the chorus Chloe gave Beca a pleading look that Beca couldn't refuse. Adding her voice to the other girls', the karaoke bar went crazy. Beca assumed they must have sounded pretty decent, despite the poor choice of song. When the last notes faded out Beca moved to get off of the stage but she was stopped by a stern look from Chloe.

"You have to do a song by yourself remember?" Chloe teased, enjoying the look of mock hatred that came over Beca's face.

"Fine, but I'm picking it and you can't change my song choice," Beca stated stubbornly as she made her way to the song selections, grinning when she found the perfect song. Having made her choice Beca walked back up on stage and waited for the song to begin. As the opening chords started it was clear that no one in the bar recognized the song. This is going to be fun, Beca thought as she stepped up to the mic.

Little girl, you like it loud
come alive in the middle of a crowd
you wanna scream, you wanna shout
get so excited when the lights go down

Reaching the chorus, Beca looked directly at Chloe and winked as the red head continued to cheer with the rest of the audience.

At the rock show
you'll be right in the front row
heart and soul they both know
it's where you gotta be

Little girl, where you are
all the lighters looking just like the stars
sing along, feel the sound
take a ride on the hands of the crowd
here it comes, the moment when
you know you'll never be the same again
power chord, you've seen the light
you found your place in the world tonight

At the rock show
you'll be right in the front row
heart and soul they both know
it's where you gotta be
at the rock show
getting high on the solo
so what if it's crazy
that's gonna be me

This goes out to anyone, whose heart beats like a kick drum
when a bitchin' riff comes, who knows the words to every line, every time
and you know you gotta go and get some, get pumped, find yourself and lose it

At the rock show
i'm looking at the front row
heart and soul we both know
it's where we gotta be, oh yeah
at the rock show
We're reachin' for the high note
so what if we're crazy
you're coming with me
you're coming with me
so what if we're crazy, it's where we gotta be
at the rock show

As the song finished the whole place went nuts, cheering and screaming their approval. Beca smiled at the crowd and made her way back to her booth, smiling at Chloe the whole time.

"That was amazing Beca," Chloe said with awe as Beca sat down.

"Yes it was," Nancy added as her phone went off. Glancing down at the message Nancy frowned. "Sorry guys I have to go I'm past my curfew and I should have been home ten minutes ago." Grabbing her coat Nancy ran out of the bar, leaving a slightly stunned Beca and Chloe.

"So where did you learn that song?" Chloe asked bringing her attention back to Beca.

"What? Oh, my aunt got me into the group last year, she said I needed to listen to something that wasn't the classical stuff my father shoved down my throat," Beca replied, Chloe nodding her head and thinking it made perfect sense.

"Hey, can I ask you something?" Chloe began hesitantly, continuing when Beca nodded her head. "What's going on with you and your dad? I've heard you mention everyone in your family but you always seem to avoid talking about him. You don't have to answer if you don't want to. It's just the few times you've mentioned him there seemed to be a lot of hostility in your voice. So I was just curious," Chloe rambled not wanting to overstep her boundaries.

"Umm, I'd really rather not talk about it," Beca said, looking at the ground. Chloe was a little disappointed but knew that it might take Beca a little bit of time to open up about herself. Nodding her head Chloe changed the subject, smiling when Beca shot her a grateful look. Beca may not be ready to break down her walls today but maybe someday soon she would be ready, and Chloe wanted to be there when it happened. As Chloe looked at Beca, she was able to finally put a name to the swirl of emotions she felt whenever she looked at the younger girl. Chloe had a crush on her friend, and the thought absolutely terrified her but however much the thought terrified Chloe, Beca was even more scared about the feelings she was developing for Chloe.

Months went by with Chloe and Beca working on their music projects together, most of the time ending up at each other's houses, finding it much easier to focus away from all the noise of the classroom. One afternoon they decided to meet up at Beca's house after school in order to finish their latest assignment they had been given. When Chloe showed up she wasn't surprised when Beca's mother answered the door and told the red head to just go straight up to Beca's room. The first time Chloe had visited Beca's home she had been in awe, not because of the size of it but just because of the large quantity of instruments and music related possessions that filled the house. When she first walked in she saw the baby grand piano in a corner of the living room, with sheet music spread all over it. The basement had a drum kit and an electric guitar with even more sheet music. What had surprised Chloe the most was the violin that sat on the couch, in pristine condition, and it wasn't until later that Chloe learned that Beca was just as talented with the violin as she was on the piano. As Chloe made her way up the stairs she remembered how when she had first entered Beca's room the brunette had been absorbed with her guitar as she played an acoustic version of Green Day's 'Wake Me Up When September Ends' immediately shaking the memory out of her head. Ever since then, Chloe hadn't been able to enter the house without hearing some form of music coming from Beca's bedroom and today was no exception. As she walked into Beca's room she was greeted with the sight of Beca standing in front of her computer, a look of concentration on her face as she brought a violin up to shoulder, resting her chin against it lightly she began to play what sounded like 'Titanium'. Chloe stood there in awe, just like she had done that first day and simply listened. When Beca was finished she turned her head and saw Chloe standing there with a large grin plastered to her face.

"Hey Chlo, just give me a sec to save that and I'm good to start if you are," Beca said as she moved towards her computer to save the file she had just recorded. "Okay, you ready to start?" Beca questioned as she moved over to the bed.

"Yep, just one question. Was that Titanium you were just playing?" Chloe enquired.

"Umm, yes it was, I wanted to make a cover of it, so I used the violin for the melody and what you didn't hear was a piano harmony that I recorded earlier. Sounds pretty good but I still have something to change around to get it perfect," Beca shrugged.

"Well it sounded amazing. Hey, I'm almost done my midterm assignment but I'm not really sure I like it, a lot of it was written out of frustration so I'm not sure what to do. Have you started your assignment yet?" Chloe asked, leaving out the fact that her frustration in her song was aimed at Beca. It had been almost six months and the girl still refused to open up about her life in New York and her dad. If Chloe tried to ask, Beca would immediately change the subject or go quiet. It was normally after these attempts of getting Beca to open up that Chloe would write a new verse for her song.

"No, not really. I'm not sure what I want to do with it yet," Beca said, her tone of voice indicating that the midterm assignment was the last thing on her mind. For the past month and a half Beca's feelings for Chloe had grown drastically, evolving from a small crush into something that could quiet easily blossom into full out love, and thought petrified Beca. Even though Beca had known about her sexuality since she was thirteen she had never voiced it to anyone except her aunt who was also gay and understood what she was going through. Now that Beca had developed feelings for Chloe she found herself withdrawing further, trying to prevent herself from getting hurt. Chloe nodded her head knowing that Beca tended to do things last minute, still managing to pull off really good marks, so she let the topic drop.

"Are you doing anything for father's day?" Chloe asked curiously, knowing that Beca hadn't seen her father since the move.

"Nope, wouldn't want to inconvenience the selfish asshole," Beca stated simply. Chloe was shocked, that was the most that Beca had ever said about her father, even if it was an insult.

"I'm sure he's not that bad, what did he do to deserve the title of selfish asshole?" Chloe questioned hoping that Beca would finally open up about her past.

"Don't want to talk about it Chloe, maybe later," Beca said, using her normal way avoidance technique promising to talk about it later without ever following through with the discussion. Chloe had had enough. It was time Beca let her in, because Chloe couldn't deal with the rejection any longer, not from the person she secretly loved.

"You know what Beca? No," Chloe stated calmly, receiving a confused look from Beca. "I am tired of you keeping me out. We have been friends since the first day of school, but all the effort has been on my part, you never even try. I'm the one on Friday's who asks if you want to hang out, I'm the one who comes up with things for us to do, I'm the one who has carried this friendship, I've told you so much about myself and all I've gotten in return are small snippets. It's not fair and I'm tired of it," Chloe exclaimed, letting all her frustration from these past months out. Beca was shocked, she knew she had been keeping a lot of things to herself but she didn't know that it had been taking such a large toll on Chloe.

"What do you want me to do Chloe? I'm not an open person; I've been hurt way to many times to allow myself to let people in. Everytime I do, I get fucked over. So I'm sorry for trying to protect myself, but I've been trying to let you in, it`s just really hard for me" Beca said, her own irritation level rising.

"That was other people though. It wasn't me who hurt you, have I done anything in the past 5 months that would hurt you? Have I done anything that would lead you to not trust me? I don't get it Beca but I'm sick and tired of it," Chloe stated, her voice quivering slightly as she tried to hold back tears.

"You know what Chloe, if you're so tired of me why do you stay? You have other friends, you could have just left me so why put up with me?" Beca yelled.

"BECAUSE I LOVE YOU DAMNIT!" Chloe yelled shocking herself with her own admission. Beca was stunned.

"You…You love me?" Beca questioned cautiously thinking it was too good to be true. The girl she was desperately in love with loved her back.

"Yes I do, but don't worry I'm not going to hurt you. You want to protect yourself, that's fine. I'm going, just don't expect to hear from me again. If we have something for school you can do your half and I will do mine, that way we can leave each other alone." Grabbing her coat Chloe ran out of the room leaving a shocked Beca behind.

"But I love you too," Beca whispered to the empty room as she collapsed into her pillows, tears streaming down her face. If she thought it hurt when she learned her Dad had been cheating, she was wrong. Chloe walking out of her life was the worst pain she had ever experienced and she didn't know how to make things right. Knowing only one thing that would help calm her down Beca grabbed a pen and paper and began to work on her midterm assignment. The assignment was simple; write a song that had a mixture of different styles incorporated into it and Beca knew exactly what she wanted to write. Blending the piano with some modern sounds Beca began to work on her song.

For the next few weeks, things at school were very awkward between Chloe and Beca, Chloe would sit in class refusing to make eye contact with Beca while Beca would sit with her headphones on trying to drown out the rest of the world. When it came time to present their songs Ms. Swan asked for volunteers and Beca was surprised when Chloe offered to go first, walking up with her USB key, shooting Beca a sad look over her shoulder before hitting play on the computer.

"Before you start the recording is there anything you would like to tell us about the song?" Ms. Swan asked gently.

"Sure, I guess. Umm... I wrote this song when I was frustrated with someone who used to be my friend, they kept pushing me away and I couldn't deal with it, so this song is a product of everytime I was hurt by this person's actions." Finishing her explanation Chloe hit play and let the song float through the air.

Let me in your room
I've seen the rest of you
but I know there's something more in your room
I'm right outside your door
show me things you've never shown before

A few pictures from your past
and those walls you painted black
and the secrets that you keep under your bed
all you have to do is let me in your room
you can be yourself

You don't have to hide from me, I won't tell
I know everyone you've ever trusted has let you down
if you dont want to come out and show me...
show me

A few pictures from your past
and those walls you painted black
and the secrets that you keep under your bed
all you have to do, is let me in your room

You know every part of me
I let you in I let you see
all the dark and airy color of my room
let me do that for you

Tell me all about your past
why you painted those walls black
baby it's alright your safe in here with me
open up so I can see

A few pictures from your past
and those walls you painted black
and the secrets that you keep under your bed
an unopened letter from your dad
a poster of your favorite band

It don't matter I'll take every part of you
all you have to do...
is let me in your room

Let me in your room...

As Beca listened to the song she realized exactly how much she had hurt Chloe, even though it hadn't been intentional. Chloe looked up from her spot at the front of the room just in time to witness Beca wipe away a tear. Chloe's heart broke but she didn't know what she could do. Beca had hurt her, and Chloe didn`t know if she could deal with that kind of pain again. Hearing the final notes of the song fade Chloe took her USB out from the computer and waited for her teacher's comments.

"That was beautiful Chloe. Well done," Ms. Swan praised as Chloe walked back to her desk. "Okay class who would like to go next?"

The rest of the class proceeded in a similar manner only making it through seven on the thirty students. Finally class was over and Beca was able to try and talk to Chloe. "Chloe can we talk?" Beca asked, silently pleading with the red head.

"No. You had a chance to talk Beca, you had five months in fact, so I'm sorry but I really don't know what you want me to say. You broke my heart, and I'm not going to stick around for you to shatter it completely." With that Chloe quickly left the classroom. For the rest of the day Beca walked around in a daze trying to figure out how she could get the red head to listen.

When Beca got home that evening she called the one person she thought would be able to help her.

"Hi, you've reached Vivian, who is this?" The cheerful voice of her aunt came through the phone.

"Hi aunt Viv, it's Beca," Beca replied.

"Beca, darling how are you?" Her aunt asked with genuine interest.

"Not so good, I've fucked up big time and I need some advice," Beca admitted.

"Well you know I'm always here for you but why aren't you talking about whatever it is with your mother? Surely she can offer better advice?" her aunt asked reasonably.

"Umm…. Well…You see." Beca stammered as she played with the blanket on her bed.

"Oh, it's about a girl, isn't it?" her aunt replied simply.

"Yeah, and she's amazing but I really fucked up and now she won't talk to me and I kind of know how to make it up to her but I don't know if she would like the idea and I really love her and can't afford to lose her," Beca rambled.

"Okay Beca, take a breath and tell me what happened, then maybe I can help you," her aunt said, effectively calming the girl down. It took about ten minutes for Beca to explain what had happened and another five for Beca and her Aunt to come up with an idea as to how to win Chloe back. Hanging up the phone after talking with her aunt, Beca was suddenly feeling a lot better. The next day was suddenly looking a lot more hopeful and Beca couldn't wait to put her plan into action. All she had to do now was finish her assignment, write the note and she would be set.

The next day at school Beca arrived early to make sure her backing track would work, the last thing she needed was for something to go wrong. When Chloe walked into the room she took her seat beside Beca and kept her eyes forward, refusing to look at the brunette. When Ms. Swan once again asked for volunteers Chloe was taken aback when she saw Beca tentatively raise her hand. Once Ms. Swan had selected Beca to present, Beca placed a carefully folded letter on Chloe's desk and slowly walked to the front of the room. While Beca set everything up for her presentation Chloe couldn't help but read the letter that she had been given.

Dear Chloe,

I know you're mad at me and I know I hurt you but you need to know that it was never my intention. Because you won't talk to me I'm going to explain myself through this letter and the song that you will hopefully be hearing very shortly.

You often asked me why I was so closed off and defensive, you also asked me why it was that I hated my father; well the answer to both of those questions goes hand in hand. First off you need to know that my father was never exactly loving but he understood my passion for music. When he found out about my musical talent he tried to capitalize it, taking me to his friends at Julliard to make sure that I wasn't a fluke and that my talent was for real. This was when I was 4 years old. Ever since then my father has had my life planned out, I was to become a an amazing pianist by the age of 10 (he was disappointed when it happened at 11, that's how crazy he is) he never let me have a life. Then when I was about 9 I finally had a friend who I thought liked me for me. It turns out though that her father had told her to be my friend simply so she could have some recognition as well (she was a budding clarinetist). It made me a little bit more hesitant to let people in at that point, you could say I put up my first wall. When I got to high school it got worse, the only reason people would talk to me was because they wanted a good mark on a music assignment, and of course I didn't realize that at the time. I just thought that someone wanted to actually talk to me and work on an assignment together, when I found out otherwise another wall went up. I could deal with that though, because I had my mom and my dad, at least I thought I had my dad, my mom found out last year that he had been having an affair for the past year. When they got divorced I was told I could pick which parent to live with, I was originally going to go with my dad because he understood my passion for music, but his girlfriend said she didn't want a kid around so he left without me. That was when the final wall went up. Nobody has even been able to get through them, not until you, and that scared the crap out of me. You may be wondering why I'm telling you all this now instead of when you asked, but the truth is Chloe I was worried you would leave me too. I know now that you wouldn't but if you had, it would have destroyed me. You were my first real friend, and I fell so hard for you Chlo, you don't understand. So I'm not going to explain it here because I absolutely suck with words but I'm going to explain it to you through the one thing I understand, music. The song you are about to hear expresses my feelings for you perfectly. Now, I know that we didn't meet on the playground when we were ten but I know if we had met that way, my feelings for you would be exactly the same.

P.S If you want to talk you are more than welcome to come to my house after school. I'll be waiting.

-Beca

Chloe looked up from the letter silent tears streaming down her face, she locked eyes with Beca who offered a nod and pushed play on the computer, a drum beat started while Beca settled herself at the Piano, playing for a few bars before she began to sing.

Do you remember when I said I'd always be there
ever since we were ten, baby
when we were out on the playground playing pretend
I didn't know it back then

Now I realize you were the only one
it's never too late to show it
grow old together, have feelings we had before
back when we were so innocent

I pray for all your love
girl our love is so unreal
I just wanna reach and touch you, squeeze you, somebody pinch me (I must be dreaming)
this is something like a movie
and I don't know how it ends girl
but I fell in love with my best friend

I think I'm in love (I think I'm in love)
I think I'm in love (I think I'm in love)
I think I'm in love (I think I'm in love)
I fell in love with my best friend
I think I'm in love (I think I'm in love)
I think I'm in love (I think I'm in love)
I think I'm in love (I think I'm in love)
I fell in love with my best friend

Through all the dudes that came by
and all the nights that you'd cry
girl, I was there right by your side
how could I tell you I loved you
when you were so happy with some other guy

Now I realize you were the only one
it's never too late to show it
grow old together, have feelings we had before
when we were so innocent

I know it sounds crazy
that you'd be my baby
girl, you mean that much to me
and nothing compares when
we're lighter than air and
we don't wanna come back down

And I don't wanna ruin what we have
love is so unpredictable
but it's the risk that I'm taking, hoping, praying
you'd fall in love with your best friend

I fell in love with my best friend
I remember when I said I'd always be there
ever since we were ten, baby

By the time the song was finished Chloe was mentally hitting herself. Beca loved her back and she hadn't seen it, in fact she had thrown all of Beca's insecurities back in her face. Chloe felt like an idiot.

"Wow, Beca that was extremely well done, I loved the piano piece," Ms. Swan commented as Beca made her way to her seat, refusing to meet Chloe's eyes in case all that she saw was rejection.

The rest of the day took forever to end in both girls' opinions, desperate to have the talk that would either make or break their relationship. Beca had been home for almost ten minutes anxiously awaiting Chloe's arrival when a soft hesitant knock came at her door.

"Come in," Beca called out mentally preparing herself for the conversation she was about to have. When Chloe walked in it was obvious that she was just as nervous as Beca.

"Hi," Chloe offered tentatively trying to gauge Beca's reaction.

"Hey, you came," Beca smiled.

"Of course I did. Your song was beautiful Beca," Chloe complimented not exactly sure how to begin the conversation that they needed to have.

"Thanks. Now I'm going to ask that you let me get through what I have to say before you interrupt. Because if I'm stopped I'm worried I'm going to lose my nerve and then I won't say it," Beca rambled, all of her composure flying out the window. Chloe nodded her head and motioned for Beca to begin. "Okay so when I first met you I had never really had any friends, and what I told you on the first day, about walls being easier, I fully meant it at the time. But then I got to know you, and despite knowing my secret you didn't treat me any differently. I think I started to fall for you that night at karaoke, you just looked so beautiful, and I mean I knew I liked girls so that wasn't what confused me. What confused me was how fast I had fallen for you, and it terrified me as well. I was so worried you would end up being like the others that I put up even more walls and kept you at an arm's length. You were determined and fought back though and by the time we got into our fight you were the first person I wanted to talk to in the morning and the last person I wanted to hear at night. The song I wrote was one hundred percent true; I fell in love with my best friend. Chloe Beale I love you." Beca finished anxiously awaiting Chloe's reply. Chloe took in the girl standing before her, all five feet of her, with her pierced ears, heavy eyeliner, and sarcasm. Despite all of this Chloe loved her and needed to tell her when they weren't screaming at each other.

"I love you too Beca and I don't want to fight anymore," Chloe said quietly, looking into Beca's eyes and seeing the joy on Beca's face Chloe couldn't help but grin.

"So Chloe Beale, I have just one question for you," Beca said moving slightly closer to the red head.

"Oh, and what might that be Ms. Mitchell?" Chloe teased.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" Beca asked, insecurity colouring her words once more. Chloe's smile was huge as she looked into Beca's eyes.

"Nothing would make me happier," Chloe replied gently grabbing Beca's hand in hers. Beca still seemed to be struggling with something and knowing what it was, Chloe took matters into her own hands. Leaning forward slightly Chloe cradled Beca's cheek in her hand. When Beca didn't pull back Chloe placed her lips gently on the brunette's, reveling in the feeling as they shared their first kiss. Chloe was amazed that it everything was like the movies said it would be, no one else mattered, all she could focus on was Beca and how their lips were moving together. Fireworks were going off in her head, and Chloe knew that if she could only kiss one person for the rest of her life it was going to be Beca. They pulled away from each other after what seemed like hours, when in actual fact had only been a couple of minutes. Smiling at each other both Chloe and Beca knew that from that moment on, if they ever thought about their future, the other girl would always play a major role.

Thanks for reading, please leave me a review so I can know if you guys liked it or not. Also the next chapter isn't going to be nearly this long so just be aware of that.

Next time: more Chloe and Aubrey heart to heart. Best friend speech from Aubrey warning Beca. And depending how I'm feeling maybe the introduction of Jesse, but I'm not sure yet.