A/N: Hello! I hope you enjoy Chapter 4 ;) Thank you all for your support! I always get these cheek cramps from smiling too much when I get a review/fav/follow haha I just want to answer one of the reviews before anything-

LexysK123- ...Will Stacy be here? And the other girls?

Good question, and unfortunately, not as much as you might expect, sorry! I really want to just focus on Beca, problems with her dad and Chloe, but good ol' Aubrey will be one of the characters caught up in the drama haha :D Thanks!

Love you awesome nerds!

-Casolia

Chapter 3- That Midget!

Chloe bursted into her dorm and flung her bag on her bed, slamming the door behind her. She grinned at Aubrey, unable to contain her giggles.

"Aubrey, Aubrey! I met this girl who came late for the first class, which was Dr. Payne's, and you know how he's such a pain and then-" Chloe's excited babbling was cut off by Aubrey, who was doing her homework on her bed with notebooks, worksheets and paper scattered around.

"Woah there, Chloe calm down! You sound like a kid high on sugar," Aubrey chuckled as she moved her books aside and patted next to her. "Why don't you go change and come back? We'll talk about our day without one of us about to explode."

Chloe nodded with a smile, totally forgotten that Aubrey had stories to share herself. She kicked out of her casual clothes and into cosy pyjamas at the speed of light and jumped onto Aubrey's bed like a little kid, giggling. The bed creaked under the sudden weight as Aubrey collected her belongings and neatly piled the paper and books aside. She crossed her legs as she leaned against her pillow, getting snug.

"So, what's the big news, Chlo?" Aubrey smirked as Chloe spread her legs out on the bed comfortably and snickered in the cushion she was holding tightly against her chest.

The ginger opened her mouth to launch into her story but thought better- "You can go first, Bree. I'm sure you were dying to tell me back then in the hall," Chloe offered, looking at Aubrey ardently, her bright blue eyes twinkling.

"Are you sure?" Aubrey raised her eyebrows with mock surprise "Who are you and what have you done to Chloe Beale?"

"Shut up! I'm trying to be nice here and you're not helping!" Chloe pouted as Aubrey laughed, her golden hair shaking.

The blonde girl sat up straighter, a serious look replacing her amused expressions. Chloe gulped; whenever her friend pulled off that face, it meant shit was going down.

"So I was on my way to my locker and this… midget," Aubrey hissed, her scowl growing deeper with each word "Bumped into me-" Chloe opened her mouth to defend for this 'midget' but her friend cut her off.

"-I mean, I know! You can bump into people by accident, right? So I didn't say anything much and let her go," The blonde explained "But then, she called me a phone- addict and A STUCK UP!" Her voice grew significantly, turning into a half shriek, half yell.

Chloe pursed her lips to stop a smile growing- not many people called THE Aubrey Posen a 'stuck up'-and looked at Aubrey with a skeptical look "Are you sure you didn't say or do anything before that…?"

"Fine, I did, but I just said 'Watch where you're going'," Aubrey huffed, her frown defining her pure hatred "And she was like 'That's coming from you?'"

Her friend rambled on "Then she said 'phone addict Aubrey'" Chloe snorted, earning a sharp glare "And I said I could report her and-"

"Oh my god, did you actually said you're going to report her?!" The ginger looked at Aubrey, who was nodding slightly, with wide eyes. "Sorry to break it to you but that sounds really… kinda… what stuck ups do…" Chloe's words trailed off as Aubrey's eyes shot daggers.

"You are really not helping Chlo, but guess what she said?" Aubrey growled "'Oh, are you going to report me for letting a stuck up not have her way for once?'" Her friend imitated a high squeaky voice as she said the following.

Chloe couldn't contain her laughter and rolled over on the mattress, clutching her stomach as she laughed her ass off. Aubrey stared at her with the most furious look at the uncontrollably giggling Chloe and shook her head, muttering "Wait til you get a problem, Beale."

The redhead finally stopped, trying to keep her composure and winced at her enraged friend "I-I'm sorry Aubrey… I really must've taken some pot unconscious or something"

Aubrey's frown softened up, her lips curling into a smile at her friend's words "Dammit Beale, you always know how to slip past my anger zone," She chuckled "Anyway, I don't remember her name very well but she was short, brown hair, looked like she walked through a storm… did I mention she was short?"

Chloe's heart stopped. It might be… She shook her head to clear away her suspicions; no, it can't be- it wouldn't be.

"So, your turn to tell me about your story you're dying to tell." Aubrey relaxed onto her pillow, ready to listen.

"Hm-? Oh, uh, yeah… Well I helped out this girl in the morning and kind of trash talked Dr. Payne during the process," Chloe smirked, triumph filling up her chest again. Aubrey gasped with eyes big as dinner plates "THE, Dr. Payne?! Dang Chlo, I gotta try that pot you used today" she joked.

Chloe laughed "And I was about to leave class with her but I was so busy talking to others I didn't notice her leaving. So I ran after her and kinda sneaked up on her."

"She was singing 'Titanium'!" The ginger squealed excitedly as Aubrey nodded with a smile, knowing how much the song meant for her. "And then Beca was like-" The brunette's name slipped out of Chloe's mouth before she knew it.

"WOAH, HOLD UP,"

Crap. This wasn't going to be pretty…

"Beca! That's the name! BECA GOD DAMN MITCHELL! I checked the students' profiles just after I met that nasty brat-"

Chloe made a feeble attempt to change the topic "Really Bree? You checked PROFILES just to-"

"DON'T TELL ME YOU'RE FRIENDS WITH THAT MIDGET, CHLOE BEALE"

"Hey, don't talk about her like that!" Chloe shot back defensively, frowning at Aubrey who was completely gobsmacked.

"I can't believe it!" She exclaimed, her frown returning, "Nope, I cannot believe the fact that my best friend, has in fact, befriended the rudest and shortest-"

"Aubrey!" The ginger cut her off sharply.

"Okay, but you have to admit she was rude to me! I am not going to get along with her, EVER." Her friend snarled, emphasizing the last word.

Chloe heaved out a sigh of exasperation, looking at the blonde desperately "C'mon Bree, she probably was stressed because it was her first day and she was running late on her first class!"

Aubrey snorted "Not my problem," but Chloe continued after shooting her a glare "Just please don't start a fight with her or anything, she's kind of quiet and shy so it was hard enough for me to exchange numbers! Beca seems really nice, can't we just all get along? Please, please, please, PLEASE!"

"Not until she apologizes first and hands me a 1000 word essay of how an ass she was this morning, then I'll consider it." Aubrey stuck her tongue out.

"Really Bree? Oh my god- Anyway I'm planning to take her along with us to Tom's party. Just promise me you won't say any insults and there will be no punching, scratching or screaming." Chloe looked at her friend in the eye seriously.

Aubrey looked thoughtful for a moment and sighed, rolling her eyes, "Oh Chlo, the things I do for you… Yes, I won't punch, scratch or scream insults." The red head smiled and nodded, satisfied.

"But that didn't mean I wasn't going to kick…" Aubrey muttered under her breathe, earning a sharp jab in her ribs. "I'm joking, I'm joking," She giggled.

After their laughter died out, Aubrey suddenly looked at Chloe with one of her eyebrow quirked up. "Chloe… Did you realize that Beca is Dr. Mitchell, the English professor's, daughter?"

The ginger gasped "Oh! Dr. Mitchell? He's super nice, isn't he?"

"Yeah, except Beca isn't."

"Aubrey!" Chloe laughed as she threw her cushion she was squeezing.

Chloe thought back at the time when Dr. Payne talked to Beca and how she looked horrified at the sound of her dad's name. She was pretty sure Dr. Mitchell would've been nice enough if he figured that Beca was late for class… Then why the look?

Beca seemed extremely pale and vulnerable unlike herself at that moment; why was that?

Beca flopped onto her bed, rolling onto her stomach as she whipped out her phone.

You have 1 new message(s)

The brunette tapped her phone eagerly, revealing a text message from "Bluest-eyed Ginger"

'Hey Beca, are u up to go to a party? :D'

She texted back quickly

'Party?! Wtf, now?!'

A reply beeped in straight after

'No, silly! It's in few weeks, plz come :D !'

Beca hesitated for a moment; parties were definitely not her thing. She did not enjoy drinking, dancing, or looking at drunken teenagers dressed like porn stars and wooping like monkeys.

'Maybe…'

'PLEEEEEAAAAASSSSSSE'

'I said maybe!'

'Fine, u have few weeks to think about it but PLEASE consider it! :)'

'Sureeee…'

'Goodnight honeyboo xxx ;)'

Beca suppressed a giggle at Chloe's text.

'U too :) xx'

She added the last smiley uncertainly, since she rarely smiled in real life.

The small DJ was about to turn off the lamp on her side (Kimmy Jin was busy doing homework on her desk) until three clear knocks thumped against the door.

Beca glanced at her roommate, assuming it was a guest for her, but by Kimmy Jin's uninterested look it apparently wasn't. She hopped off of her bed and opened the door. Her blood went ice cold as dread punched her stomach, hard, her guts twisting in a knot. Colours drained out of her face as she met eyes with the guest.

It was Warren.