So it is two in the morning and I am extremely tired so sorry if it's a crappy chapter. I've been writing for about three hours now, watching youtube during breaks. Hope you guys enjoy and let me know what you think! I'm off to sleep. Peace.


'That's what you sleep in?!' Chloe exclaimed from her place on the bed.

Beca looked down at herself, confused. She was wearing dark sleep shorts and a loose-ish tank top, nothing weird.

'Umm, yeah. Dude you're wearing pretty much the same thing.'

It was true. All of them were really. Stacie had on some of the shortest shorts Beca had ever seen, to be honest they didn't even deserve the name shorts in Beca's opinion. She was wearing a tight fitting tank that came to just below her belly button. When Aubrey raised her eyebrow, Stacie had made a comment about getting too hot when she slept and of course, somehow, made it sound a lot more seductive then it should have been.

Chloe happened to be wearing pretty similar shorts to Beca, however she was wearing a pink flannel night shirt and so had a bit more coverage. In all fairness though, Beca did bring a cardigan, she just wasn't wearing it right now. Aubrey's pyjamas matched, of course. Light blue shorts with a white tie paired with a white tank top that had blue lace around the edges. They looked prim and proper, perfectly matched to Aubrey's personality. Beca internally rolled her eyes at that thought.

Making her way to her bag she unceremoniously stuffed her clothes into it. She had been the last one to change out of the four of them though she hadn't had to wait long considering Chloe and Aubrey had changed in the bathroom together and Stacie having absolutely no inhibitions whatsoever had just stripped off in the middle of the room, leaving Beca to awkwardly stare at a wall.

Beca looked up to see Chloe still gawking at her, Aubrey's gaze seemed to be lingering too and it was making her uncomfortable, what the hell was wrong with her outfit. She rolled her eyes at them, holding her hands out in a 'what?!' kind of way. Aubrey's gaze snapped to Stacie, whom she immediately began talking to but Chloe took a little longer to avert her eyes, shaking her head slightly before meeting Beca's eyes with a wide grin.

'Right aca-bitches, who's sleeping where?' Stacie asked, cocking her hip to one side and placing her hand on it, the other one holding onto a bed post.

'Oh, well, I don't mind. I'll share with anyone and I don't mind air mattresses.' Said Chloe, absently running her fingers over the bedframe.

'Well that's great because I hate them.' Stacie announced turning to Aubrey with slightly pleading eyes, 'So please don't make me sleep on it.'

Aubrey looked faintly amused by this and turned to Beca.

'What about you?' She asked

'I don't care.' Beca stated with a shrug. It's not like she would be sleeping anyways.

'Ok, then Stacie and I will share my bed. You two get the air mattress.'

Shit. Beca froze slightly in her search for her earphones. Was she really tired enough to have not put two and two together? Jeez. She should have said that she couldn't sleep on the floor. Aubrey being the perfect host she always is surely would have let Stacie and Beca share the bed. To be honest Beca would have said she was afraid of monsters under the bed if it meant sharing with Stacie.

Unfortunately for Beca, she was now sharing with Chloe and couldn't exactly refuse could she? No. That would hurt Chloe, and the idea of anyone hurting Chloe, let alone her, made Beca angry and slightly sad. She told herself it was because Chloe was her best friend but she felt the same when she thought about Aubrey and they were barely friends.

Beca shook herself out of her thoughts. Refusing to dwell on and subsequently freak out about the way she now seemed to feel when in close proximity to either Chloe or Aubrey. Continuing her search for her earphones she finally emerged triumphant and turned to climb into bed. Or rather, climb into mattress.

She slid under the covers, staying right on the edge so as to keep space between herself and Chloe. After manoeuvring she into a mostly comfortable position Beca looked up to see Chloe, lying on her side, watching her. Beca frowned in question, tilting her head to the side slightly.

'Why did you bring earphones?' Chloe asked, her own head tilting to the side as she did.

'Oh…..um, music kinda, like, helps me sleep so…' Beca stumbled through her lie awkwardly, she actually planned on listening to anything with a heavy beat to help keep her awake. Beca bit her lip in anticipation that Chloe wouldn't question it.

Thankfully she didn't, just nodding her head slightly before turning onto her front to face the bed. Beca moved onto her side, holding her head up on one hand as she looked towards the bed. Stacie was sitting cross-legged at the end, her arms folded onto the bed frame and her head resting on top of them. Aubrey was sat slightly sideways so that she could lean into the frame instead.

'Ok, so, in the tradition of like, every sleepover, everywhere, we need to talk about boys.'

Beca's eyebrows raise at Stacie's comment and from the look on Stacie's face Aubrey's eyebrows have done the same. The idea that she and Aubrey are similar in any way made Beca feel strangely happy.

Chloe however seems to think that it's a brilliant idea and shifts, excitedly onto her knees, jolting Beca in the process. She glared at the side of Chloe's face and tried to move back into her original position, however due to Chloe's movement the mattress had changed shape slightly meaning Beca was slipping from her side. Sighing she resigned herself to sitting up, tucking one leg underneath her and holding onto her other knee.

'Are we all sitting comfortably?' Stacie teases, mainly looking at Beca as she finally stops shifting.

Beca rolls her eyes before replying.

'Yes, I do believe we are. Thank you so much for asking.' She said, making the sarcasm clear as day.

Chloe turns to her briefly flashing her a wide, amused grin before looking back to Stacie. The taller girl also grinned at Beca, her smile looking slightly more mischievous.

'I want to know everything. Got a boyfriend we don't know about? Seen a cute guy recently? Got a crush?' Stacie asked turning to look at all three of the other girls in turn.

'Or maybe even a girlfriend we don't know about?' Stacie's grin grew even wider. 'Maybe you've seen a cute girl recently?'

Stacie's eyes had landed on Beca at this point, though Beca wasn't sure why. She raised her eyebrows.

'What are you looking at me for? I got nothing.' Beca said, hoping to turn the girl's attention to one of the others. Stacie's eyes just narrowed though.

'Really? Nothing? There's no-one you've seen that you even remotely like the look of?'

Beca shook her head determinedly, but this seemed to spur Stacie on.

'No-one who makes you feel something? Anything? No warm, fuzzies when you see them smile or laugh or even just look your way? No flutter in your chest or stomach when they talk to you? No jealousy when you think of them being with other people?'

Stacie's questions were relentless and now even Aubrey and Chloe were watching Beca intently. Somewhere in the middle of Stacie's small speech however, Beca had started to realise that she did feel those things. Most of them anyway. And she felt them all about two of the three people sitting in this room with her. One of whom was in close proximity.

Beca felt a tell-tale blush begin to creep up her cheeks and, and not for the first time, cursed her pale complexion. The light was dim in Aubrey's room, due to the girls only having a lamp and some fairy lights as their source and so Beca hoped they wouldn't be able to see. She looked down anyway, trying to mask the growing blush as best she could. As luck would have it, Stacie saw anyway and wasted no time in pointing it out.

'Blushing! She's blushing!' Stacie exclaimed, pointing at Beca in excitement. 'Tell me.' She said, continuing to point.

'Dude, there's nothing to tell.' Beca said, spreading her hands out in front of her.

Seeing the look on Stacie's face she added,

'And even if there was, why should I tell you?'

Stacie smiled sweetly, which, in Beca's books, was never a good sign.

'Because Beca,' She replied in a sing-song voice, 'if you don't, I'll be forced to take action, and tickle it out of you.' Stacie's smile grew wicked at the end.

But Beca froze, her eyes going wide. Stacie had found out that Beca was ticklish just before Nationals. She had mentioned that Beca seemed a bit stiff when doing one of the dance moves and placed her hands high on Beca's sides to show her how to turn. Beca had squealed, yes squealed, and jumped away. Stacie had taunted her for almost half an hour before Beca was able to swear her to secrecy.

Beca watched as the realization of what she just said dawned on Stacie. The girl's eyes going comically wide.

'Oh….oops?'

Beca stared incredulous that, that was all Stacie could say. This girl could lie her way out of most assignment deadlines but when her friend needed her, all she come up with was oops?

Beca turned her eyes to Aubrey, who looked pretty amused with this whole situation but thank God she hadn't commented yet. That's when Beca felt the mattress shift.

She slowly turned her head to face Chloe, a feeling of dread creeping up her spine. One look at Chloe's face was enough to tell her that she was in trouble. The red head was biting down on her lip, her smirk still clear to see. Her eyes were bright and Beca knew that this spelt trouble.

She shifted, trying to place even more distance between her and Chloe, while still staying on the mattress. Placing her hands out in front of her to play defence she looked Chloe in the eye.

'Dude, no.'

But Chloe paid her no head, her hands shooting towards Beca. Despite having some of the worst reflexes, Beca managed to catch Chloe hands and the two lapsed into a strange sort of wrestling match, writhing around on the mattress trying to get the upper hand.

Beca keeps a hold of Chloe's wrists the entire, not wanting to risk her getting a sneaky shot to her ribs. This proved a little difficult though, due to the fact that Chloe was squirming around all over the place, pulling Beca with her. Eventually the shuffling came to an end. Beca moved her eyes up from her clasp around Chloe's wrists to stare into the electric blue eyes resting just inches from hers.

The two were close enough that Beca could feel Chloe's breath on her lips, making her brain short circuit slightly. A funny feeling that always overtook her when she got this close to either of the captains made Beca shiver slightly. Chloe's lips were so close, Beca couldn't stop her eyes from darting down to look at them. If she moved in just a bit closer….

'Beca and Chloe, sittin' in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G!' Stacie's voice broke Beca from her reverie.

Confused by her thoughts and her body's reactions, Beca scrambled to sit up, which was a lot harder to do considering her and Chloe's legs had managed to get tangled up. She was sure she kicked the poor girl at least three times and elbowed her twice but Chloe didn't complain. She just gave Beca a soft smile as she turned onto her stomach, looking back towards the girls on the bed. Her gaze managed to land on Aubrey, once again seeing a strange expression on the blonde's face. It was the same expression Beca had seen earlier, when dancing. Except this time Aubrey was smiling, it was faint but it was definitely a smile. This just served to confuse Beca even more. She shook her head needing to get read of all the weird thoughts she'd been having.

'To go against the typical idea of a sleepover, can we actually go to sleep?' Beca queried. Anything to get her out of this situation would be great right now.

Aubrey seemed to come back to herself slightly and straightened up.

'We should. Sleep that is. Lack of sleep can lead to a great deal of health problems, you know.'

Beca rolled her eyes, like she needed reminding. Settling down under the duvet, Beca shifted to the very edge of the mattress as the lights were turned off. She suddenly remembered the comments Chloe had made earlier about her pyjamas and became extremely aware of how little they were both wearing. Beca went rigid, not wanting to brush against any part of Chloe, in fear of how her body may react. She did not need any more confusion tonight, she really didn't.

Beca feels Chloe shift slightly and freezes up even more. Chloe doesn't stop moving however, until she is pressed up against Beca's side, her mouth next to Beca's ear.

'You can stretch out you know, I don't bite.' She giggled softly at the end of her sentence.

Beca kept still until Chloe had moved back to her original position and for a few minutes after that. Then she slowly relaxed, shifting slightly so that she doesn't fall off the mattress. She lets her hand fall into the dip of the mattress but freezes as it brushes against something warm. Realizing it must be Chloe's thigh Beca goes to pull her hand away but stops as Chloe hums sleepily. Her fingers tangle with Beca's pressing her hand slightly into her thigh.

Beca's heart is hammering in her chest despite her best attempts at making it stop. She can't reach her headphones without jolting Chloe now, meaning she'll have to stay awake some other way. Beca figured it couldn't be too hard, the distraction of Chloe's thigh would be enough to keep her mind racing for the rest of the night.


Beca screamed for the oncoming truck to stop. Her mom was still in the car and it was going to hit it. She screamed but no sound was coming out. The truck was coming closer and all she could do was watch.

Gasping for breath, Beca bolted upright. Realising that the sensation in her stomach was nausea Beca began breathing deeply as quietly as possible, pushing it down until it was almost non-existent. She brought her hands up to wipe away the tears she knew would be there, scrubbing at her face. This one had been new. She'd never had a nightmare like that. If they got any worse Beca didn't think she would want to go to sleep anymore.

'Fuck.' Beca buried her head in her hands, resigning herself to being awake. She turned to look for her headphones, might as well entertain herself.

Then someone moved.

'Beca?'