A/N: Faster update for you all :) Hoping this brings me reviews :( I won't update another chapter till then! Mwahahaha! 20 reviews or no chapter 8 :D

No, I'm kidding...only slightly...

So Bella's rehearsal...dunno which songs to put in... :/ Wish me luck

(OH! You'll notice me refer to Chloes voice as a baritone...I don't believe it to be low enough to be considered bass, nor high enough for tenor...but then again...she could sing normally ish anyway...so yea...please don't get butthurt :D)

Chapter 7

Aubrey was sat in her law class. It was half empty seeing as graduation was just around the corner and final papers were just being handed in. Aubrey's father was strict on her, so this technically being her "last day of school", didn't mean she got to skip like the rest of her classmates. This is where Aubrey got her uptight attitude from, and for once she wanted to rebel.

As the lecturer droned on about the bright future the newly qualified law students would have, Aubrey slipped her phone from out of her pocket and held it out of sight. Knowing her phone like the back of her hand, Aubrey typed out a message regarding the next Bella's rehearsal. She didn't want to do it in the gymnasium seeing as the stench of her vomit-fest was never gotten rid of. Gagging a little at the remembrance of those events, she instructed the Bella's to meet at the college pool, which, when she came to think of it, was abandoned. She had no memory of there ever be any actual water events, only singing.

A cough echoed in the near empty lecture hall, "Have something to share, Miss Posen?" queried her teacher.

Her face flushed quickly, "Uh, no sir," she replied. Kicking herself. Of course it had to be one of the last classes she ever had and the one time she pulled out her phone she got caught.

Quickly hitting send, she pushed her phone back into her pocket.

OOOOO

Throughout the campus, everyone of the Bella's phones vibrated instructing them that their rehearsal was to be tonight, at the pool. Some of the girls, namely Stacie and Fat Amy, had decided it would be a good idea to bring a few drinks down. Sadly, the two Captains were in their final year, and they were literally counting down days till graduation.

As nightfall came, the girls made their way through the pool house, the locks of course had been picked and left unlocked, and snuck through to the pool area. The first to arrive, obviously, was Aubrey, followed closely behind by Beca and Chloe. Aubrey's attention was drawn to the two women, something was off, she could feel it. Perhaps it was because Chloe hadn't mentioned Beca in the last week like she used to, or perhaps it was because they entered on totally opposite sides of the pool and weren't talking. Regardless of what it was, Aubrey couldn't let it effect their rehearsal otherwise their graduation was screwed.

"Hey Aubrey," Beca greeted as she jumped down at the middle of the pool. Aubrey flinched, believing that jump would have given the shorter woman groundshock. "Sorry I'm a few minutes late,"

Aubrey shook her head in dismissal. "It's fine, no one else is here yet,"

Chloe entered the pool, but unlike Beca, she had entered at the shallow end and gracefully dropped herself over the low ledge. "I'm here!?" she gasped mockingly, running down the length of the pool to greet her friends. "Hey, Beca," Chloe said to the younger woman, hesitation was barely obvious, but they all picked up on it.

"Hey, Chloe," Beca replied, looking up at the red head. Beca made note to tuck a stray strand of hair out of her eyes, before realising she had been staring at Chloe for a little longer than intended. Both the women's cheeks pinkened and they quickly turned to Aubrey for guidance for the evening.

It was another ten minutes before the rest of the group turned up and as expected, a few had already been drinking. Aubrey mentally face palmed as the girls crowded around their captains.

"Alright, Bella's," she started, shooting a glare Fat Amy who had opened her rather large bag and opened a fresh bottle of cider. "First off, the drinking can wait till we have finished our set." Some of the Bella's nodded in agreement, others just waited for Aubrey to continue. "So, I don't want to mash songs for this, sorry Beca," she apologised, looking towards the brunette. "This is graduation, not a competition. I want this to be about the graduates. I decided I want to sing Time of My Life, not our usual tradition, but it ties in with what our graduates feel, and most of all, us. A capella."

Aubrey and Chloe looked to each other, as if remembering the three years that they had, had with this group, with this college, with each other. The younger women started at their captains, their emotions seemingly radiating in the area, and soon every woman in the group could feel it. This really was the time of their lives. The song was perfect.

Aubrey straightened herself out and continued. "I don't want a dance for this either. This is just straight forward singing," She looked to her friend again, "Chloe, you can sing the male lines. With your newly acquired baritone voice, you should have no problems hitting those notes," Her friend nodded. "I will take the lead female for this, she delegated and the rest of you, Beca you will be..."

As Aubrey decided who would be placed where and singing what notes, they watched the video and kept lyrics on their phones, and soon enough they were ready to give it a try. The group knew, first time wouldn't work, and as their voices rang out as the song started, something didn't work. The bass line in the song seemed too deep and no one in the group bar Chloe could sing it, not even Beca's deeper voice.

"Beca, Chloe, swap," Aubrey told the girls. "Chloe, you have to hit that bass for us, Beca, time to man up," Beca gulped at the potential secondary meaning to that, and glanced at Chloe, both their faces had reddened. "Let's try again,"

The second attempt was much better, Beca's voice wasn't a deep as it should have been, but Chloe was hitting those deeper notes and that is all that mattered. What was a song without a backbone?

It wasn't till nearly midnight before Aubrey decided to end their rehearsal, and considering they had only been at it for a couple of hours, she was pleased with their progress. Fat Amy, who was originally standing near to Aubrey, had somehow managed to slink to the back, towards the poolside wall and pick up her barely started bottle of cider. She grinned at Aubrey who just rolled her eyes in a slightly amused, approval.

"Whoooohoooo!" shrieked Fat Amy. "Drinks on me, bitches!"

The group laughed, checking out what was in Fat Amy's large bag. Stacie, who had remained rather tame for the evening, ran up the shallow end of the pool, used her height to easily get out of the pool, ran into the pool house and pulled out a bag of her own. Cynthia Rose, Densie and Ashley had all watched her and their eyes practically popped out of their skulls when Stacie threw a few cans of beer their way.

Beca wasn't in the mood, however, to drink, and she quietly made her way to the deep end of the pool and reached up to grab the ladder that would get her out of the area undiscovered. She didn't want to be around with the awkward tension between her and Chloe. Even though they may have settled it through text, it was never the same as facing the person. She had nearly reached the top of the ladder when she heard the one voice she really wished she hadn't.

"Beca?" Chloe questioned as she stood at the bottom of the ladder, looking up at the brunette. "Where are you off too?"

Beca gulped. "I really don't, uh," she really wanted to say I really don't feel comfortable around you right now, but instead she told her, "...really want to drink tonight," she touched her head where she had smacked it after the ICCA's. "Don't really want a repeat,"

"We aren't forcing you to drink, silly,"

"I just don't want to be around here,"

"I can see straight through your lie," Chloe caught her out. Beca had made it to the top of the ladder and had walked into the poolhouse. Chloe had done the same.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Beca told her, trying to counter the boundry wrecking woman.

"You haven't text me at all this week, you haven't looked at me," Chloe told her. "Not since I kissed you," Beca's stomach flipped, face flushed and she kept walking through the abandoned building. "I've been thinking about it, Beca, what if it wasn't an accident,"

A/N: Yea, I dunno. I actually don't really have a plot for this story, I'm just kinda going with it. Like, did you guys ever used to take a piece of lined paper, write three lines and fold it so that onely one line was visible and give it to your friend to write another three lines and do the same...etc? They gave the weirdest stories ever lol. But this is what this story kinda feels like to me...

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