Chapter 12: Rock Star in the Making

"Our daughter can do it," Cala said, talking on the phone with her mother, Mary, while she was making breakfast for her family the morning after Beca's concert. "She can do it, Mom. I was watching her up on the stage and she was so incredible. She wrote every single one of the songs that her band performed, and she sings so beautifully," She said with a bright smile on her face."I can't even begin to tell you how incredible she was."

"It sounds like she really is something else," Mary said, smiling as she listened to her daughter speak so highly of her granddaughter. "Maybe I'll have to come to one of the concerts and see how good Beca is for myself."

"I just wish her father would give her a chance. She's so talented," Cala said, sighing to herself. She turned her head and saw Beca walking down the stairs with the twins, figuring that she should probably get off the phone now. "The kids are up now, Mom. I'll call again later, love you," Once she was off the phone, she turned to Beca, who had turned on the TV for the twins to watch until breakfast was ready. "Hey, is everything alright, sweetheart? I didn't really get an explanation last night."

"Everything's fine," Beca grumbled back, not really wanting to get into all the details of what had happened last night. The brunette sat down on the couch in the living room, the twins sitting down next to her and immediately turning their attention to the episode of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse that was playing on the TV.

Cala sighed as she watched her oldest daughter sit in front of the television with her two younger siblings. "Well, whenever you feel like talking to me, I'm here," She said, smiling and leaning down to kiss Beca's forehead.

Beca turned and watched her mom go back to the kitchen to finish making breakfast of orange rolls, scrambled eggs, hash browns, and bacon. This was Beca's favorite, so she smiled a little when she saw the orange rolls come out of the oven. Then a thought popped into Beca's head: maybe her mom could help her figure out how to get over Chloe. The brunette then stood up and walked into kitchen.

Cala was stirring the scrambled eggs when she heard footsteps walking towards the kitchen. She turned her head, seeing Beca stand in the doorway. "Hey, sweetie," she said, smiling at her daughter before turning her attention back to the eggs. "Is there something you need?"

Just tell her. It can't hurt to tell your mom, Beca said to herself. The girl took a deep breath and closed her eyes before speaking to her mother. "I'm in love with Chloe," She said, opening her eyes and slowly bringing them up to make eye contact with her mom. She was a little nervous, as she wasn't usually this open and honest. "And I don't know what to do about it," she added, biting her lip and looking down at the floor.

"I take it that you're asking me if I have any advice for getting over Chloe?" Cala said, taking the scrambled eggs off of the stove so that she could focus on their conversation. When her daughter nodded her head, Cala continued. "Well, the difficulty of getting over someone is different for everyone. Have you been trying to get over Chloe for awhile?" The older woman asked.

"You have no idea how hard I've been trying to get over her, Mom," Beca stated, sighing softly. "I've been writing songs about her, because that's how I moved on from Olivia, but it's different with Chloe," As she said this, the redhead popped into the brunette's brain again, but it wasn't like she wasn't always on Beca's mind. "No matter what I do, I can't help but love her."

"Ah, I see. It seems like you're having quite a bit of trouble getting over Chloe. And I'm assuming that dating Allison was partly about trying to get over her?" Cala said, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, but that didn't work out," Beca said with a cringe, still upset with herself over what she'd done. "I said Chloe's name while we were making out in an inappropriate manner," She said, knowing this was an awkward uncomfortable conversation to be having with her mother; especially considering the fact that they were starting to have sex when Beca moaned Chloe's name.

Cala thought to herself for a moment, trying to figure out what she could say that would help her daughter. "Well, I'm not sure if this will be easy or if it will even help at all, but maybe you should distract yourself with something that's not another girl. If you keep starting relationships only to get over Chloe, it's not fair to you or the other girl. Instead of dating around, maybe you could focus on your music. I know that you already are really focused on that, but focusing on it even more could help your situation."

"I honestly think that even music won't help me at this point," Beca said with a sigh. "It's gotten to the point where I can hardly be around her without wanting to tell her how I feel. She's on my mind day and night, whether I'm writing music or at band practice. I can't get her out of my head, Mom, and it's killing me because I'll never be able to have her."

Cala smiled sadly at Beca. "I know that this is hard for you, sweetie, but don't give up on your music. You might not be able to get Chloe out of your head when you're writing a song, but that doesn't mean you should stop writing altogether. Just try to keep your head up, okay? Don't let a girl make you give up your dreams."

"Well, I'm not going to let her do that. All I'm saying is no matter what I do, I can't stop thinking about her," Beca said, fidgeting with her fingers. "Why couldn't I have fallen for someone else? Of all people to fall for, why did I have to fall for my best friend's girlfriend? That's already a hopeless case. Nothing I've done has helped me move on. I'm just hopelessly in love with her."

"I don't know what I can do to help you, sweetie. I think this is just something that you'll have to figure out on your own," Cala said, going over to the fridge and getting out the bacon. "I still think that you should try to focus more on your music, but the decision is up to you."

Next door, Chloe was laying in her bed, having just woken up from her slumber. She looked at the clock on her bedside table which read 8:45 am. Chloe sighed to herself and sat up, remembering everything that had happened the night before. The biggest thing that happened was finding out that she was the so-called "mystery girl" that Beca was in love with. After laying in her bed for a few more minutes, the redhead got up to start getting ready for the day. She looked at her phone, smiling to herself when she saw the lock screen photo, which was of her and Chicago after one of his football games. Chloe then put her phone down, going over to her closet and picking out an outfit to wear before heading to the bathroom to take a shower.

After she finished her shower, Chloe went downstairs to the kitchen to make herself some breakfast, which she decided would be scrambled eggs and toast. The redhead looked out of the kitchen window and into the living room window of the Mitchell household, where she saw Beca playing tag with Hailee and Henry. She smiled as she watched Beca chase after her two younger siblings, all three of them laughing. Her smile then faded slightly when she thought of how upset the brunette had been last night, and how she wasn't able to comfort her after her fight with Allison.

With all those things on her mind, what had gotten to her most was how Beca confessed her love to the redhead and didn't know that she knew the identity of the mystery girl. Seeing how in love with her Beca was made Chloe hurt on the inside, and she felt even guiltier about not staying the night when Beca said she needed a friend to talk to. You did what you could, Chloe. You shouldn't feel guilty for not being able to help Beca. You did the best that you could, Chloe told herself in an attempt to feel less guilty, but it didn't help.

Chloe sat down at the dining room table with her food after she finished making it, washing down a bite of toast with a sip of her coffee. As the redhead sat there eating her breakfast, her mind kept drifting back to Beca, no matter how hard she tried to think about something else.

Whether it was Beca's love confession or one of the many songs she had written for the mystery girl, Chloe just couldn't seem to think about anything else. The new song she'd played at the concert was so simple and sweet, but there was something about the song that Beca played later and only for her that got to Chloe. She kept thinking back to Beca singing it.

"Baby, if you could love someone like me,

There's no end to the possibilities.

Hopes and dreams push away the pain and regret.

But loving you just lets me know

There might be hope for me yet."

Next door in the Mitchell household, Beca and the twins had just finished eating their breakfast and Beca was washing the dishes while her mother got her younger siblings ready for the day. It was a Saturday, so Henry and Hailee would be going to their last kindergarten soccer game of the season while Beca would go to work for awhile. "Beca, do you know where Henry's cleats are?" Cala called out to her daughter.

"Uh, they might be somewhere in the basement. I can go check if you want," Beca said, washing off her hands and then drying them with a towel.

"No, it's okay. I just found them," Cala answered, putting Henry's cleats in his soccer bag. "Don't be late for work, okay, sweetie?" She said, walking up and kissing Beca's forehead.

"Don't worry, I won't be," Beca said with a smile before hugging her mom and then her little brother and sister. "You guys have fun. I'll play some soccer with you when I get back from work. Does that sound good?" The twins immediately nodded their heads, and Beca chuckled. "Yeah, that's what I thought. I'll see you guys later."

Chloe looked out the kitchen window and saw Beca walking out of her house and towards her car. The redhead had a sudden urge to talk to the brunette, so she grabbed the trash bag from the kitchen that she was supposed to throw away and hurried out so she could catch her before she left. "Hey, Beca!" She called out to her friend as she walked towards the garbage can to throw away the trash.

Beca looked up when she heard someone call her name, and she smiled a little when she saw Chloe waving at her. "Hey, Red," she said, waving back at the other girl who had started to walk towards her.

"How are you? You know, since twelve hours ago?" Chloe said, smiling softly. "I'm really sorry I couldn't stay the night."

Beca shook her head. "You don't need to apologize. It's fine," Beca told her. "How's Chicago?"

"He's good. He told me that some coaches from Nebraska and New York came to the game and talked to him afterwards. Apparently they both want him to visit soon," Chloe said with a proud smile.

"Wow, that's really awesome," Beca said, smiling genuinely. "I bet he's excited. And hey, when he goes to visit NYU you should go too, then you can look at Juilliard or something. You said that's where you want to go, if I remember correctly."

Chloe nodded her head. "Yeah, that's the plan. I mean, I don't know if I'll get in to Juilliard, but I'm definitely going there if I do get accepted," the redhead replied.

"I have no doubt in my mind that you'll get in, Chlo," Beca said, smiling softly. "They'd be stupid not to take you," she stated honestly, causing the redhead to blush.

Chloe looked down, a smile spreading across her face. "Thanks, Beca," she said shyly, looking at her feet. "It means a lot to hear you say that."

"Well I wouldn't say it if it weren't true," Beca replied, putting her hands in her pockets and shrugging a little. "And if you need assistance in finding audition pieces, I'd be happy to help you find the perfect ones."

Chloe's smile grew wider at Beca's words, and she looked back up at the brunette. "Thank you. I'll definitely take you up on that offer," the redhead said. "And if you ever need help with anything, I'll be here for you," she added.

"I'll hold you to that," Beca said, biting her lip and looking down for a moment. "Before I head to work, can I ask you something?"

"Yeah, of course," Chloe said with a kind smile.

"What did you really think of that song I played for you last night?" Beca asked, taking a deep breath as she said this.

Chloe stood there for a moment, trying to figure out how she should answer this. "I loved the song, Beca. I mean, I love all your songs, but this one was really good," the redhead finally said, noticing that Beca seemed a little nervous. "Why do you ask?"

Beca shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. I guess I asked because it's for the mystery girl, and I want to make sure that it's a song she'll love. Now that I know you love it, I'm sure she will too," The brunette stated, smiling shyly. "I'll see you later, I have to get to work," Beca said, unlocking her car and then putting her stuff in the trunk.

Chloe nodded. "Yeah, of course. I wouldn't want you to be late to work because of me," she said. "I'll see you around, okay?"

"I'll see you around," Beca said, smiling and closing her door before turning on the car and pulling out of the driveway and onto the street before driving away.

As she did so, some of the words that Beca were stuck in Chloe's head on repeat. "I want to make sure it's a song she'll love. Now that I know you love it, I'm sure she will too," Now that Chloe knew she was the mystery girl, those words along with many other things were starting to make a lot of sense. While she did find some satisfaction in finally knowing the identity of the mystery girl, the redhead found herself in a predicament as she didn't know how or when to tell Beca that she knew her secret.

For a moment the redhead just stood there and watched Beca's car until it was out of sight, then she took out her phone and texted Emily and Jesse in a group chat. She needed to know how to go about this, and these two were the only other ones who knew Chloe was in fact the mystery girl.

Chloe: Hey, can you guys meet me at the Starbucks on 5th and Washington in 20?

A few minutes later, Chloe's phone buzzed with replies from both Emily and Jesse.

Emily: Of course! See you in a little bit :)

Jesse: I'll be there, but I may be a couple minutes late. Is it okay if Aubrey comes with me?

The redhead hesitated for a moment, knowing that Jesse and Emily were the only other two people who knew Beca was in love with Chloe. But on the other hand, Aubrey was good at keeping secrets, so maybe it wouldn't be too bad.

Chloe: Yeah sure, I'll see you guys in 20.

A little while later, the redhead then got in her car and drove to the Starbucks. She smiled when she saw Emily already there, and she gave the tall brunette a hug once she walked inside. "Hey, Em! Thanks for coming," Chloe said with a smile.

"Of course," Emily said with a gentle smile. "Jesse and Aubrey got us a booth," She said, pointing to the two teenagers sitting at booth by the back of the shop.

Chloe looked where Emily was pointing and smiled when she saw her other two friends. Before they walked over to join them, Chloe asked Emily a question. "Aubrey doesn't know Beca's secret, does she?"

"No," Emily answered bluntly. "But she may as well know now. I mean, if Jesse trusts her enough to keep the secret, then I do too."

"Yeah, I guess you're right," Chloe said as she and Emily started walking towards the booth that Jesse and Aubrey were sitting at. "Hey, guys! How's it going?" The redhead asked when they got to the table.

"It's going really well. How about you, Chloe?" Jesse said, smiling as the other two girls came over to the table.

"I'm doing alright," Chloe mentioned, sitting down next to Emily and across from Jesse and Aubrey. "I'm really happy you agreed to meet me here on such short notice."

"Yeah of course," Jesse mentioned. "What's going on?"

Chloe sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. "It's Beca," she said, looking down. "Nothing bad has happened between us. I just don't know what to do."

"Could you elaborate a little?" Emily asked her friend.

"Yeah, I don't really understand where you're going with this," Jesse said, taking a sip of his coffee

"Well, I kinda found out last night that I'm the mystery girl Beca has been writing about in her songs," Chloe mentioned, and Jesse nearly spit out his drink.

"How did you find out?" Jesse asked, using a napkin to wipe the coffee off of his face.

"I've been trying to figure out who the mystery girl is for weeks. Emily and I were talking last night, and I figured it out when she told me that there was only one other girl in the group that I hadn't thought about. That's when the realization hit me," Chloe said, sighing deeply.

Jesse nodded. "So, now that you know you're the mystery girl, I assume that you don't know how to tell Beca that you know?" He said, waiting for Chloe to nod before he continued. "Honestly, I wouldn't tell her that you know if I were you. I think that would only complicate things."

"Then what do you propose I do? I can't just sit here and pretend like I don't know, you guys didn't see the Beca I saw last night after you guys left," Chloe stated, looking down at the ground for a moment.

"What happened?" Aubrey asked, speaking up for the first time in their little groups conversation.

"She really opened up to me last night. She's never been that open with me before. It kinda took me by surprise, if I'm being honest," Chloe replied. "I just don't know what to do now. Pretending that I don't know her secret is going to be hard, but so would telling her that I do know."

"What exactly did she tell you last night?" Emily asked.

"She played me a song that she wrote for the mystery girl and told me that she feels like she'll never find someone who will actually love her. Olivia didn't really love her back, and Allison could have, but Beca screwed that up. As for me, she said that I'm just something she truly wants but can never have," Chloe stated, taking a sip of coffee after she finished talking to let that sink in with the other three people at the table.

"Wow, that sounds like a lot to take in. I don't know if Beca's ever been that open with anyone before. She's never been that open with me," Jesse said, taking a bite out of the cookie he had bought. "Has she ever been like that with either of you?" He asked Aubrey and Emily.

"Beca and I haven't really gotten along until recently, so you can count me out," Aubrey stated, sitting back against the booth.

"I guess the only heart-to-heart I've had with Beca was her telling me that she loved Chloe while she was drunk at the Halloween party," Emily mentioned, sipping her frappuccino. "But other than that, no, she hasn't."

"Well then, if she's never been that open with any of us before, then that means she trusts you a lot," Jesse said, turning back to Chloe. "Beca's a private person, but you were somehow able to break down her walls."

"I don't even know what I did, though," Chloe said.

"Well, you did stay when everyone else left. Maybe you just caught her in a moment of vulnerability," Aubrey said, shrugging her shoulders.

"Maybe I did, but it was so hard to watch, you guys," Chloe said, biting her lip and staring down at her coffee. "I've been causing her all this pain and I didn't even know it. What am I going to do?"

Emily looked at Jesse and Aubrey before speaking up. "I know this isn't what you want to hear, but I don't think there's much that you can do right now. Maybe just wait awhile and see how things play out before you do anything?" She suggested.

Chloe wanted to protest, but she looked over at at Aubrey and Jesse, who nodded at her in agreement with Emily's statement. She then sighed and leaned her head back against the seat, closing her eyes. "Even though I don't like this plan at all, I won't do or say anything," She then opened her eyes. "It's going to be really difficult to keep this on the down low. What if Beca finds out and hates me for not telling her I knew? That could cause her even more pain."

"Unfortunately, with this situation, it seems that someone is going to be hurt no matter what we do. We just have to make the decision that causes the least amount of pain," Aubrey replied. "And I don't think that Beca would hate you if she found out that you knew. Beca cares about you too much to hate you," she added.

"But I'm keeping the fact that I know a secret. I don't want to be the cause of her constant pain. Seeing how upset she was last night nearly killed me," Chloe said, sighing and finishing her coffee. "But if you guys think keeping it from her will cause the least amount of damage, then I'll try to keep it a secret."

The four of them continued to talk for awhile until going their separate ways, Jesse and Aubrey going to see a movie while Emily left to go hang out with Benji. Chloe was left alone at the booth, immersed in her thoughts as she tried to keep her mind off of Beca but was unable to do so. Why couldn't Chloe just let this go? Why couldn't she just act like nothing happened and forget she ever heard it? Keeping this quiet was going to be a lot easier said than done.

Meanwhile at Dick's Sporting Goods, Beca was organizing some soccer cleats. She had her earbuds in and was currently listening to some old U2 albums. The song that was currently playing was "With or Without You," one of the greatest songs ever written in Beca's opinion. The young brunette had been raised on classic rock from the seventies and eighties, as well as the sixties when The Beatles and the Beach Boys were rocking the charts.

The brunette bopped her head to the rhythm and hummed along with the melody as the song played in her earbuds, smiling from ear-to-ear as well. Music had always been something that was able to lift her mood, no matter the circumstances. As she organized boxes of soccer cleats on a shelf, Beca looked over and saw Chicago walk through the front doors of the store.

The brunette smiled when she saw her best friend and took her earbuds out, finishing putting the cleats on shelves. She waved at Chicago as he walked over. "Hey, Chic! Congrats on the win last night," She said, smiling as they gave each other a high five.

Chicago smiled back at his best friend. "Thanks, Beca. Congrats on your show last night. Chloe told me that you guys brought down the house yet again," he said.

"You bet we brought it down, and my mom loved the show, which made last night so close to perfect," Beca chuckled before looking down. "The night could've had a better ending though," she stated with a shrug as Chicago sat down and watched her sort through a basket of ball pumps.

"Yeah, I heard about what happened between you and Allison. I'm sorry about that, dude. I know you really liked her," Chicago said sympathetically, putting a hand on Beca's shoulder. "You said the mystery girl's name while you two were…?" He trailed off.

Beca cringed a little, knowing she couldn't say who the mystery girl was. "Yeah, and I'm not proud of it. I feel awful."

"If I were you, I'd just stay away from Allison for awhile so things can simmer down a little," Chicago said, helping Beca with the ball pumps. He then scrunched his eyebrows a little bit. "Am I ever going to find out who this mystery girl is? I mean understand that you want to keep it on the down low; it's just that, well I am your best friend, and we usually tell each other everything."

Beca froze at Chicago's words, not knowing how to respond. "I-" she started, looking away from her best friend and down at the floor. "I know that we tell each other a lot of things, but I don't feel comfortable telling anyone who the mystery girl is. It's not that I don't trust you. It's just that I don't want to share that with anyone yet," she finished, only stuttering a couple times while speaking. She did feel a bit guilty though, knowing she'd already told Jesse and Emily.

"Okay, well I hope when you're ready that you'll tell me," Chic said, smiling and patting her shoulder. "Chloe also told me you sang a song for her last night, is it a new song for Trio?"

Beca shook her head. "No, it was just a song that I've been working on for awhile and wanted to play for someone. Trio might end up playing it, but it's just my song for now."

"I can't wait to hear it someday. Chloe said it was a beautiful song, one of the best songs she's ever heard," Chicago said, smiling. "You constantly amaze her with your songwriting. You really move her with her music, Beca."

Chicago's words took Beca by surprise, but she quickly recovered. "I don't think that it's me specifically," the brunette said, shaking her head. "It's probably music in general that moves her. I don't think I'm good enough yet to have an impact like that."

"No really," Chicago said, ensuring Beca that he was telling the whole truth. "Your CDs are the only things she has playing in her car, and whenever I catch her studying in the library, she's listening to your music on her phone," He stated in a genuine tone. "Not to mention the fact that I've caught her humming and singing the lyrics to your songs constantly. Sure, Chloe loves music, but it's your music I hear her listening to the most."

Beca couldn't help but blush at this, and she looked down so Chicago didn't see. "Wow, uh, that's really cool. I had no idea that she was such a big fan," she said, scratching the back of her head. "I mean, she's told me that my music is good, but I didn't think she liked it that much," the brunette added.

"Chloe's similar to you in that she doesn't always show her emotions," Chicago mentioned. "But she truly loves your music, Beca. I mean, she ditched one of my football games to go to your concerts," He chuckled as they walked over the basketballs.

Beca's face turned even redder as Chicago spoke, and the brunette hurried over to the basketball section so he didn't notice. "I'm sure that she would have much rather gone to your football game than my concert. She seemed really bummed out that she wasn't able to make the game, especially since it's the playoffs."

"Chloe's been to every single one of my games, so I think she was okay missing this one," Chicago chuckled, walking behind Beca as they went to the aisle with basketball equipment. "And yeah, she was bummed out about not going to the game, but she said that she had so much fun at the concert. Don't sell yourself short, Beca. You're extremely talented, and you should be proud of that."

"Thanks Chic," Beca said, smiling and trying to hide her blush as she thought of the things Chloe had said about her to Chicago. "So, do you need anything that I can help you find? Or are you just here to visit?"

"I just wanted to stop by to talk to you for a bit. I'm not looking for anything in particular," Chicago replied, shrugging his shoulders. "Plus, I figured that talking to your best friend would be more fun than organizing shoes or pumping up basketballs," he added.

"Thanks," Beca said, taking one of the basketballs and dribbling it a couple times before turning around and effortlessly shooting it into one of the nearby hoops. "Are you excited for basketball to start?"

"Actually, I'm not sure if I'm going to play this year," Chicago said, grabbing a basketball and shooting it into one of the other hoops. "If I get hurt, I could lose my college offers for football. I'll think about it some more, but right now I don't want to take any unnecessary risks."

"Chloe did tell me you were getting looked at by Nebraska and NYU," Beca said, smiling. "That's really awesome, dude. I'm proud of you," She patted his shoulder.

Chicago smiled back at Beca. "Yeah, Nebraska and NYU are really interested in me. Depending on how the next few games go, I could start getting offers from bigger schools like Texas or USC," he said excitedly.

"Dude, that's so cool. It really is. Nebraska, USC, and Texas should be your top picks in my opinion. They're better at football than NYU," Beca said, as she continued to inflate basketballs.

"Those schools do have better football programs, but if I went to NYU, I would be close to Chloe if she goes to Julliard," Chicago mentioned.

"Yeah, but I'm sure if you wanted to play at Nebraska or USC, you two could find a way to make long distance work," Beca said, shrugging her shoulders.

Chicago nodded. "Yeah, that is true. We'll just have to wait and see how everything plays out. I'm hoping that I'll get an offer from Georgia, since my dad played football there for a few years."

"Definitely," Beca said, smiling. "Well, wherever you end up choosing to go play, I'll be in full support of your decision," She patted him on the back and smiled. "How are things with Chloe?" She asked after a little while.

"Things are going great," Chicago replied with a wide smile on his face. "I've never been happier than I have been these last few months. She's so amazing."

"I'm happy for you, Chic," Beca said, though on the inside it hurt her to say that. "Chloe really is amazing. No wonder you two are so good together," She said, turning the other way.

"She's one of the best things that has ever happened to me. I don't know what I'd do without her in my life," Chicago said, smiling even more. His smile faded when he saw that Beca had turned away from him, and that she had a sad expression on her face. "Is everything okay, Bec?"

"It's nothing," Beca said with a sigh, which didn't go unnoticed by Chicago. "I just hope you realize how lucky you are," She stated, turning back to her best friend. "I could've had something incredible with Allison, but I fucked up big time and lost her. And I'm not saying that the same thing will happen to you and Chloe, I'm just saying that you shouldn't take her for granted. Girls like her, they're impossible to find," There was a pause between the two before Beca spoke again. "I gotta go check some inventory. I'll see you later," She said, giving Chicago a side hug before heading to the back of the store.

Chic stood there and watched his best friend as she left him in the basketball aisle. Something she had said stuck with him: "Girls like her, they're impossible to find." What does Beca mean by that? Chicago thought to himself. He watched Beca walk towards the back of the store and then ran after her. "Beca! Wait!"

The brunette turned around when she heard her name called, and Chicago caught up to her a few seconds later. "Yeah? What do you want?" She asked. "Make it quick, because I have to get back to work."

"I-I..." Chicago trailed off, trying to figure out the right thing to say. "Is Chl-" he started, then stopped himself. Is that even possible? No, it can't be...but could it? Could she really be who Beca is writing all these love songs for? He was silent for another few moments, then took a deep breath and opened his mouth to speak. "The mystery girl...is it Chloe?"

Oh snap! What is Beca going to say now? Stay tuned to see how she responds!

Until next time