I Saw the Sign

Chapter 2

"Bree, this is so unlike you,"

"But Chl-" the blonde tried to protest, but she was drowned out by the ginger.

"You had everything planned for this year and according to your own scheduling, we should have started Bella's practices three weeks ago!" Aubrey tried to protest but Chloe spoke again. "What is in that head of yours? Ever since hood-night you've been distracted,"

"It doesn't matter, Chloe, just drop it," the blonde tried reasoning. "I'll send out a text to all the girls telling them practice is tonight after class,"

"Promise?"

Aubrey sighed, "Yeah," she said, pulling out her phone and sending a text message to all but two of the Bella initiates.

Fat Amy had narked on two of the girls who had been sneaking around with a couple of the Trebles and Aubrey, being true to her oath, had disinvited them.

"It's Beca isn't it?" Chloe asked, desperately wanting to know why Aubrey had waited to do practices.

"No," Aubrey stated, turning her head away to try hid the red that flushed her cheeks.

"Then why does your laptop history have you stalking her Facebook page every five minutes,"

"How!? Chloe!" she dragged out the last vowel in her name. "Why would you go through my computer,"
"We all know I don't know what boundries are," she replied, smiling at her friend who, honestly, looked panicked. "So, alternative girls, eh?"

Aubrey's cheeks flushed even more, and she looked at the dorm floor, unable to say anything to her friend.

"I'm your best friend, Bree, you can talk to me,"

Chloe moved around their dorm, bed dipping under her body as she sat next to her friend. Chloe had known Aubrey since their freshman year of highschool. Aubrey had moved across the country with her family, becoming neighbours with the redhead and her family. Chloe had been there for her when no one else had, especially when Aubrey had come to her expressing her homosexuality. Because of this, Aubrey had then been disowned and dumped at college by her family, and ever since, she had strived to perfection to gain the affections of her family once more.

"She's in my head, Chlo," Aubrey told her friend. "I kissed her just because I could, and now I keep thinking about her. She's so mysterious, and acts like a badass, and she's kinda cute and her singing...its-" Aubrey sighed.

"Get her to hang out with us then," Chloe suggested.

"I suppose,"
"Anyway, you'll see her soon. Bella's time," Chloe said, nudging the blonde's shoulder, standing and extending a hand for Aubrey. "Let's go," she beamed.

It was a quick walk to the gym ready for the first Bella's rehersals of the year. Aubrey and Chloe arrived first, as expected. They located the whiteboard, which hadn't moved from it's spot behind the bleachers since last year. Whilst Aubrey wrote their training plan on the board, Chloe pulled out some loose chairs for the new Bella's to sit on.

"You printed the set list, right?" Chloe clarified with her friend, looking at her working hard.

"Mhm," Aubrey confirmed, the end of the whiteboard marker in her mouth as she stood back and double checked the plan.

"Hey, Bree?"

"Yeah?"
"Are you sure we should use the same set list as last year?"

Aubrey turned to look at the ginger, staring at her with a look that was to be interpreted as a 'duh, of course we are, we got to the finals with that last year'. With that look, Chloe turned back to making sure everything was perfect for the new girls, and pulling out her phone and checking the time, she realised the first girls would be here soon.

"Sup, aca-bitches," Fat Amy howled as she entered the gym only minutes later. She hadn't been around acapella singers for long, but she had picked up on the fact that 'aca' was meant to go in front of anything appropriate.

One by one, the rest of the Bella's streamed in, Chloe gesturing for them to take a seat. She looked towards the board, taking a glance at Aubrey who she noticed was nervously staring towards the doors. Chloe walked up to her, placing a hand on her forearm, Aubrey jumped at the touch and looked at her best friend.

"She'll be here, don't worry," Chloe said, soothing the blonde's nerves.

With that being said, Aubrey's eyes snapped back to the door as the short brunette walked in. Her hair was down, slightly messy. She wore skinny jeans and combat boots, topped with a dark long sleeved shirt with the arms rolled up and an open demin shirt. And as usual, her wrists were covered in leather cuffs, dark makeup applied around her eyes and the masses of jewelery in her ears.

As Beca looked around the room, she noticed Aubrey staring at her. She smirked as the blonde diverted her attention elsewhere. Beca's mind had been with the blonde since the initiation night. She had originally been taken aback when her captain had kissed her, but Beca's mind was in such an alcoholic haze, that she hadn't really cared. She hadn't cared that much she was certain she'd even kissed her back. She'd even returned to her dorm that night caressing her lips with her fingers.

Beca, of course, would never admit to any of it. She hated emotional confontation, but she also hated the fact that this girl was an alpha. Something she was too. She was used to being dominant over her significant others, not that she'd had many, and if she were to ever try anything with the blonde, it would end up as a disaster. She'd seen it happen with her high school best friend. She had ended up dating one of the football team stars, and his head was so far up his arse, reigning over people was his forte. When he couldn't demand Beca's bestfriend to do his bidding, shit hit the fan and everything fell apart.

Sitting in the empty seat in the back row, she watched as Chloe and Aubrey came together to have a quick discussion.

"Welcome to the Bella's, ladies," Aubrey greeted. Beca mentally scoffed at how formal she was being.

A tall brunette interrupted Aubrey's speech after she noticed there were two girls missing. "Where are Kori and Mary-Elise?"
"Stacie, they were Treble-bonded at hood-night. They were disinvited from the Bella's," Aubrey replied.

"That oath was serious?" Beca questioned, thinking the rule was stupid.

"Dixie chicks serious," Beca raised an eyebrow at the blonde's reply. "You can fool around with whoever you want, just not a Treble,"

"That's not going to be easy, he's a hunter," Stacie told the group, gesturing to her crotch.

Beca smirked at the girl, she liked her openness and honesty. "You call it a dude?"

"Enough," Aubrey almost yelled. "An oath is an oath,"

"Is it necessary, though?" Beca questioned again, her dominance sparking.

"This is war, Beca, and it is my job to make sure that my soldiers are prepped at go time with three kick-ass songs sung and choreographed to perfection. And there are only three months until regionals. So if you have a problem with the way I run the Bellas ..."

"Pssh, whatever, dude," Beca gave up, not really keen on a public argument. She needed to stay in this group to prove to her dad that she was trying, then she could hurry up and get to LA.

"Okay, moving on. This is a list of all the songs that we have ever performed. And you will notice that we only do songs made famous by women ,"

Beca raised her eyebrow once more, pulling a 'you've got to be joking' face, but again, there was no point in arguing. Not yet anyway. She could sense the frustration in the blonde and no doubt she was going to confront the brunette at the end of the practice. An annoyed Aubrey was, for lack of a better word, sexy. Beca smirked to herself at her thoughts and paid little attention to what was going being said.

Rehearsals was boring. Beca had picked up on the fact that Aubrey was using the same set as last year. Somehow, Aubrey suffered from stress vomiting, which she nearly did, and the little Asian girl, Lily, had keen hearing. So when Chloe had told her to relax because they didn't want a repeat of last year, Lily asked. This ended up with the girl's browsing YouTube, watching several different videos of the beginning of the set before Aubrey had to solo. She ended up barfing on everyone directly in front of her. Beca had remembered the video and pieced together the moves with the songs.

"Alright, ladies, we have a gig during the weekend. It's Sigma Beta Theta's annual fall mixer, so we'll be here every night rehearsing," Aubrey told the group before they split up.

The girls began to leave, Chloe included, but as Beca had predicted, Aubrey called her back. "Uh, Beca, a word please?"

Aubrey had no idea how to word what she was going to say and panic set in. She should have asked Chloe before she left, but then Beca would have left. She took a deep breath as the brunette replied.

"What's up," Beca replied.

She paused. "You know you'll have to take those ear monstrosities out for the fall mixer," but the authority was lacking in her voice, Beca took her opportunity.

She stepped into Aubrey's personal space, smirking as the blonde took a step back. She took another step whilst the blonde took another back. It was almost like a dance, but eventually, the brunette had her pinned against the whiteboard. "Or what?" she asked, raising her eyebrow.

The arrogance. Aubrey felt the heat rise to her cheeks. Was this going to be the girl she was going to succumb to? She stood up straight, moving forward the tiniest bit so they were chest to chest. Aubrey's eyes narrowed at the brunette as she remembered something she had said to Beca as she went to grab her for initiation. 'Let's get one thing straight; I'm not.' Aubrey knew how to throw Beca's confidence.

"Go out for a drink with me,"

That did it. Beca's jaw dropped and she took a step back. Had Aubrey really just done that? She pondered it for a minute, eyes watched as Aubrey's lips formed a smirk. Those lips. She shook her head. "Sure, Friday night, down at the old pool," Beca told her, moving back to the spot she was.

Now it was Aubrey's turn for her jaw to drop. She did not expect that. Was this just a chess match that they were playing together, or was Beca being serious? She wouldn't know until she tested something. "Beca?"
"Yeah?"

Aubrey lowered her head so she was talking directly into the brunette's ear, her voice warm and ticklish. She whispered, "I can see your toner for me through your jeans,"

Beca smirked, "Yeah? Well, that's my dick," she pulled herself away from Aubrey, ready to walk away but turned back quickly, looking at the blonde's lips. Without the drunken haze, she wanted to see if it felt right.

It was quick, aggressive, messy. She brought her lips to the blonde's, recognising them from the first time. Aubrey reciprocated the kiss before Beca pulled away, biting her lip. "See you on Friday, I'll text you,"

This time Beca did walk away. She was never known to seduce people, but this was fun. That kiss had awakened something inside her, butterflies were in her stomach and she was actually looking forward to Friday night.

"Remember rehearsals, you'll see me every night," Aubrey called after her.

Beca smiled. Why this girl?

A/N: Thanks so much for the reviews and the follows on this! This is actually my first Mitchsen fic, and I've never really shipped them...all I ever imagine is, like, aggressive sex. But it seems y'all like what I have to write (:

I wasn't 100% sure how to get them together, but I figured it would be a lot of butting heads and one-up-manship. So I hope you guys like this! Let me know in the reviews (: