It had taken alot of arguing and persuading but Beca had finally given in to doing the singing telegrams that Aubrey was desperate to do. The blonde had decided to reboot the supposed age old tradition of going from dorm to dorm to sing seasonal telegrams, in fancy dress, to try and up the support of students for the Bella's.

True it wasn't actually Aubrey who had persuaded Beca, but rather her skimpy witch costume clad girlfriend, who had turned up at her dorm room door, singing "Witchy Woman". It had taken the brunette alot not to jump Chloe's bones right then and there, but instead she'd had a skeleton onesie forced into her arms,

"Look, you don't even have to sing, just stand there and hand the telegraph to the student, I'll do all the work," Chloe reasoned as they walked down the corridor. Beca grumbled and scuffed the toe of her sneakers on the floor,

"Are we at least going to a party after this? Jesse said the Trebles are throwing a mascarade ball thing tonight," Beca muttered, looking hopefully at Chloe,

"Heh, if Aubrey caught either of us at a Trebel party, well you'd be gone for sure, I guess I'd only get a warning, being co-captain and all," the red head said almost too smuggly as they arrived at their destination. Chloe rapped her knuckles against the wooden door, straightened the tiny skirt that barely covered her butt and waited. It took a minute or two but finally the door swung open to someone who Beca recognised as a High-tones acapella group member. The guy blinked, took in the appearance of Chloe and his intrest perked. Chloe grinned wide and cleared her throat,

"I put a spell on you, and now you're mine. You can't stop the things I do. I ain't lyyyyyin'," Chloe crooned as Beca made the appropriate noises to accompany her, remebering the tune from Hocus Pocus quickly, the stoned guy blinked a few times, then grinned floppily,

"I love that movie," he said slowly, taking the Bella card from Beca's hand before the brunette grabbed Chloe's hand and dragged her away,

"How many more?" the brunette grumbled, tugging the hood of the onesie over her head,

"23," Chloe said, all too chiperly.

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Beca had managed to wangle herself out of the thanksgiving telegram round up purely because her father had dragged her to dinner with his wife and stepson. Beca's stepbrother and mother. She hadn't officially met her brother yet and she was alittle nervous about it. As much as she could gather, he was called Matt and was 15, that wad about it. Her father deemed or suitable for her to find out what he liked and was like by herself.
So the brunette sat awkwardly besides him as she tried to tune out the sound of her dad and stepmonster chatting away,

"Dad said you like music," Matt said besides her, shoving food around his plate with his fork, Beca blinked then nodded,

"Yeah, yeah I guess I do. I'm going to go to LA when the year finishes and become a music producer," she said quietly, feeling alittle embarrassed,

"Michael did say this to me before you started Barden, are you sure that's a good idea?" this came from Sheila, the stepmonster. Beca turned her midnight eyes to the older woman and shrugged,

"Its what I want to do, I'm good at it, plus dad said he'd help me,"

"I said I might help you, there's a difference," her father interjected, giving her a sharp look,

"You said you would! If I applied myself and joined group activities, you said you'd help! I'm doing alot better in Psychology and I've joined the Bella's," Beca couldn't help but whine. It was just like her dad to bail on something she wanted. Just like the happy family years ago that he bailed on. Besides her Matt shifted in his seat,

"If Beca gets to go to LA, can I go to Miami for spring break?"

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[19.05] Bec - Can you come pick me up?

[19.06] Chlo - Sure. Where are you? Xx

[19.10] Bec - My dad's place. Quick before Sheila decided to pop a gasket

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Beca slid into the passenger side of Chloe's maroon KIA, quickly buckling her seat belt and ducking her head,

"Drive, please," The brunette muttered and Chloe obliged, if not alittle confused. Neither of them spoke for a few moments, untill Beca was sure they where we'll on their way back to Barden and away from her father's huge house,

"So, what happened?" Beca turned to look at Chloe from her slumped down position and realised the red head still had her telegram costume on. She was dressed as an Indian, the costume not much longer then her Halloween on, though this one included war paint. Beca rolled her eyes and shrugged,

"I dunno dude. Sheila has never really liked me, something about my dad already having an 18 year old so he invested more time in me then he did with Matt, or something. Then I made the stupid mistake of reminding hin that he promised to help me move to LA at the end of the year -"

"The end of the year? I thought you where staying the full three years now?" Chloe questioned, keeping her eyes on the road as she spoke. She was damn sure Beca had said she was going to stay on past the end of the year,

"Yeah, I dunno dude. I can't really decide. I kinda want to stick it to my dad now and just go," the brunette muttered, putting her sneakers up against Chloe's bonnet. The red head made a squeak and frowned hard at the road. She felt the her stomach drop out of her as she thought about Beca leaving at the end of the year, she had realised recently that she cared alot more for the tiny budding DJ then she let on. Sure it was quite obvious that they're were crushing on each other badly and most of the Bellas knew they where dating, but Chloe had never realised there was an opportunity for love in there.

Even thinking about the word made Chloe nearly stear off the road.

Beca had fallen silent, tapping her feet on the bonnet, much to Chloe's annoyance. The red head worried her bottom lip slightly, turning over words in her head, before she dared to speak them,

"If you leave at the end of the year, what happens to us?" Chloe finally muttered, in almost a Lilly like whisper. She heard Beca shuffle in the passenger seat, dropping her feet into the footwear and sitting up slightly,

"I don't know."

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"Don't you think it's...its abit much?" Chloe asked, titling her head slightly as she eyed Stacey's telegram costume. The red head didn't know it was possible to make a reindeer slurry, but somehow the tall gymnast girl had managed it. Stacey simply shrugged and turned to the dorm door, knocking rapidly untill Beca finally tugged it open,

"I just want you for my own, more than you could ever know, make my wish come true, all I want for Christmas is you, you, baby!" Stacey sung, even before Chloe could find the right backing for it Beca was grimacing and tying to force her door closed on the two,

"Wait, wait. You have to take the telegram Bec, you know that!" Chloe protested. Shoving at the door, she managed to force Beca to open it enough for the brunette to take in the slurry reindeer and the elf that was Chloe,

"Alright, alright," the brunette muttered as she took the folded envelope printed with the Bella's signature calligraphic "B". Chloe beamed and dropped a kiss to Beca's cheek,

"I'll see you in an hour?" the red asked and Beca nodded, her cheeks burning. She watched as the two Bella's practically skipped away, singing "Deck the halls" as loud as they could. Beca slid the door back into its frame and considered appologising to Kimmy Jin for the musical telegram but decided against it since her room-mate was about to leave for the Christmas break anyway.

Beca had been given the option by both her parents to go to either of their houses, but she'd opted to stay at Barden, mix and try and catch up on some of her course work for her classes. Even Chloe had offered to take her home. But after their conversation at Thanksgiving it didn't seem wise. Beca was still in two minds over what she was going to do, she wanted to stick it to her parents and go to LA, make it big and rub it in their faces, button the same breath, there wad Chloe.

The damn red head had taken residence in Beca's chest like her own heart, something she'd never truly felt before. And she was having trouble dealing with it, sure all her ex's had special places when they'd been about, but not like Chloe. With Chloe Beca felt like she could be herself, her big dumb turtle loving self. If she was honest with herself, Beca felt like she could go all the ay with Chloe and not regret it.

An hour later, Beca pulled herself out of the blanket nest she'd made on her bed to answer the rapping of knuckles against her door, and found herself face to face with her red haired elf,

"arnt you a little too tall to be an elf?" she asked with a grin,

"Well our original elf didn't feel the Christmas spirit, so you know," Chloe shot back, stepping into the roo, tugging the curled green hat from her head and kicking off the matching green boots with the bells on the tips, "after nearly two hours hearing those bells makes you want to be deaf," she groaned, dropping onto Beca's bed with a sigh, "Kimmy Jin gone?" the red head asked as she reclined, Beca nodded and sat cross legged at the top of her bed, still eying her girlfriends costume,

"We're all alone."