Okay I really want some credit for the sexual innuendo I ended the last chapter with that I haven't gotten any credit for yet. Like it wasn't that good but I laughed so hard like an idiot to myself when I first typed it so please.

I walked down the quad, coffee cup in one hand phone in the other, heading to Bellas rehearsal. Even though finals were over and we technically didn't have any performances, we still sung the covers of songs together just for the fun of it. And sometimes we got gigs from places around campus but we didn't get paid much. That didn't really matter to us though. We just needed some sort of excuse to sing together.

"Beca!" I heard someone call out to me. Although the voice sounded familiar I couldn't quite place it, but when I turned around to look I felt my entire body become stiff as a board. It was Jesse. And he looked far from happy with me.

After the night of the ICCA's I hadn't had any contact with him. He blew up my phone with his texts and calls but I was too caught up with Chloe to respond to anything he had to say. Besides I didn't have the balls to let him rip me a new one, since I knew that was what he planned on doing. Now I knew there was no getting away from this. He had got me. I was just terrified about what he planned on saying. What was I going to say to him, anyway? "Oh sorry I've been ignoring you, I've just been hooking up with Chloe"? Yeah probably not.

"Where have you been?! It's like you disappeared off the face of the earth!" He still had his voice raised even though he was directly in front of me. Wow. I made a silent note in the back of my head that I should really stop ignoring people when they might be mad at me. Then it just makes the eventual confrontation more awful.

"Jesse, look I-" He didn't even give me a chance to start stumbling over my words for a proper explanation before he cut me off.

"-I don't want to hear it! How could you do that, kiss me and then act like I don't exist?! What's up with you Beca?" He was really mad. I had no idea what to say. I had no excuse, in reality. It was my fault. I guess all I could do was take it.

"You have every right to be mad at me, so just say whatever you want to say right now because it's probably all accurate." Even I was surprised at how mature I sounded when my reflexes told me to deflect his accusations with sarcasm. I was just dealing with the consequences of my shitty decision making.

He looked a bit taken aback at that but then continued shouting at me, "I just want an explanation, Beca! It seemed like you actually liked me! Everything seemed awesome! I didn't even care that we lost because I was so happy that night and then the next day you kicked me to the curb!" I couldn't tell if he sounded hurt or not because he was seething with rage. I had never seen him like this before.

"I'm sorry. It's really nothing that you did, you're a great guy. I just..." Oh boy... I could only imagine the anger he would show at what I had to say next, "...there's someone else."

The change was immediate, and he went from looking to a hurt puppy to an evil supervillain in about two seconds, "What?!" He was so loud I grimaced, wondering how many looks we were getting from other students around the quad. I hoped that no other Bellas saw me when they were going to rehearsal. I didn't want to be interrogated about this when I went inside, "Who is it?! Luke?!"

I laughed a bit at that, wondering why he even thought that. Sure he had washboard abs and was admittedly very attractive, but I never looked at him like that. He was one of those people who you just know is too good for you so you don't let yourself fall for them. I was interested anyway since I met him at around the same time I met Chloe. She was definitely a better option.

"I'm glad one of us thinks this situation is funny!" He screamed at me. My apology was written all over my face and when I opened my mouth to apologize he held up his hand, stopping me, "Do I know them?! I at least deserve to know who it is, can you at least give me that?"

Now this was the tricky part. Chloe and I hadn't talked about when we were going to disclose our relationship to our friends, if we were going to make an announcement or if we were going to let them figure it out for themselves. Or if we were just going to tell whoever we wanted whenever we wanted. It wasn't like we were worried about being discriminated against or anything even remotely like that, but it seemed so natural to us we hadn't talked about it. I wasn't sure what to say. I mean Chlo was a big softie and I wasn't worried about her getting mad. That was one of the many things that I liked about her. I didn't have to worry about some big eruption of pent up feelings because of how open she was with everyone.

"Well?!" He wasn't at all amused with my silence but I wasn't sure if I could give an answer.

"Beca?"

Oh great. Not now! I didn't even have to think, I knew Chloe's voice by heart. She jogged over to us, looking absolutely adorable with her red hair perfectly framing her face and tan skin sporting a pink sundress. I noticed she was wearing heels. Her eyes moved from Jesse to me, clearly understanding there was some sort of argument going on and I gave her a look of distress which she caught.

"Chloe can you give us a minute? Beca was just giving me an explanation." The way he spat out the last word was proving how much he wanted one. I wasn't planning on giving it.

"Jesse I really have to go," I mumbled under my breath. I could barely hear it so when he gave me a death glare showing he had heard what I said, I secretly admired his sense of hearing when he was mad.

"I want you to tell me right now who you've been seeing." He took a step closer to emphasize his point. I took a step back.

Chloe quickly linked her arm with mine, "Jesse, Beca will text you okay? We have rehearsals!" With that she literally tugged me away from the conversation. I jerked my head away from him and refused to look back, but the way he stared after us left his eyes boring holes in the back of my head. When Chloe shoved me into the auditorium and slammed the door behind us I had never been so relieved.

"What was that about?" She asked me, reaching forward and gently grasping both of my hands in hers. Judging from the general quietness of the area behind me I had a feeling the other Bellas weren't in the room yet or had gone somewhere else. We were a pretty rowdy bunch. I would be able to hear who was there or not.

"He just wanted to know why I have completely stopped talking to him ever since the finals, and I told him that there was someone else. Lets say he wasn't too happy about that." I shrugged, for some reason feeling pretty indifferent to what had just happened. At least I hadn't lied at all. I hated the feeling I got after I lied to someone I did genuinely care about. It wasn't that I disliked him. I just didn't want anything romantic between the two of us and didn't think he could get past it. Better to completely drop it then have constant romantic tension.

"You didn't tell him you're hooking up with this sexy redhead?" Chloe asked, pulling me closer. I felt myself blushing but I couldn't even begin to control it. She knew just what to say to get to me. Another thing to add to the seemingly endless list of reasons I loved her.

"You're so full of yourself..." My words barely left my mouth before she had her hands firmly on my hips and her lips against mine, as if she was marking her territory or something. I probably would have done the same thing if I saw her in an argument with one of her exes. Then again I didn't really know who any of her exes were.

The sound of the door opening behind us made me immediately detach from her, which was extremely difficult to do. She pouted at me but wiped the expression away when Aubrey walked in, looking official like usual. Her eyes passed between us before she arched one of her eyebrows in suspicion. We were both standing pretty stiffly. Usually when the Bellas come in we just sit on the fold out chairs and wait for the others, but we were hovering awkwardly near the door. She held something in her hand, a few papers in a neat looking manilla folder and she walked to the stage before setting it down on the piano.

"Well hello to you guys too, I guess..." She said, the words carrying across the room over to us.

"Hi!" Chloe said. The enthusiasm sounded pretty forced. It was cute.

"Are all the others late or are we just early?" I asked, walking towards one of the chairs and taking a seat in it. Chloe followed me every step of the way. I didn't think she was going to be subtle about our relationship but I didn't think she would be this obvious about it either. I could feel Aubrey's searching eyes following me too. There were a few seconds of silence before she seemed to register what I had said.

"Well I guess you guys were kinda early. Did you come together...?" She sat on the edge of the stage, the folder in her lap. Chloe had taken a seat next to me and was scooted pretty close. I pretended like I didn't notice it.

"No, we just bumped into each other when we were coming in." That was true.

Aubrey smiled for a second before asking in a knowing tone, "Are you guys gonna bump into each other coming out?"

I felt myself freeze. Chloe just laughed at the pun and intertwined her fingers with mine between our chairs. No point in hiding it now. Had Chloe already told Aubrey about it or was it really that obvious? I wasn't embarrassed, that was far from it. I was just surprised.

"I guess we didn't have to," I said, looking at the redhead next to me. Her smile hadn't faded in the slightest and it was huge. I laughed a little.

"All I can say is that it's about damn time." Aubrey said. I opened my mouth to question that, when all of our attention was diverted from the conversation at the sound of the door opening. Stacie and Cynthia Rose walked in, waving.

"Wassup Bellas," Cynthia asked, eying Stacie's ass as she walked ahead of her. I shook my head back and forth, smiling. They took their seats, Chloe spouting out greetings. Neither of the two notices our holding hands but then again they were sitting at an angle where they would have been hidden. Aubrey couldn't stop grinning to herself and looking up at us.

"So what are we doing today? I have a uh..." Stacie paused for a moment as if searching for the right word, "...date... at six. This better not make me late for it."

I had a feeling that this "date" was one of her one-night-stands. Even though I vaguely remember her saying something about trying to have less sex I wasn't noticing any attempts to stop her habits. I wonder if Cynthia was getting jealous. I was one to talk. If I ever saw Chloe even look at a guy before we were together I almost felt smoke coming out of my ears.

"Just basic stuff. Going through choreography again mainly." She stood from the stage and walked paced up and down it, talking about something I didn't really listen to. Some frat had asked us to perform for them at a party they were having for graduation. Since apparently it didn't interfere with Audrey and Chloe's own graduation plans we could do it. All we really did was pick a few songs that might go together and I helped Aubrey come up with good choreography, although I had to admit she was getting better at being modern. I was rubbing off on her and I hoped everyone else noticed because it definitely wasn't easy.

Fat Amy and Lily walked in next. Although Lily had recently started talking at volumes we could hear, the sound difference between those two was gargantuan. It made me smile to myself when they walked in, the Aussie chatting Lily's ear off about some sort of new restaurant she personally discovered. We greeted them and they sat down. Lily glanced at Chloe and my hands together and then smiled at me. I winked at her. Fat Amy didn't seem to notice. I wondered if she remembered seeing us making out in that bathroom. She was pretty drunk, and if she did she hadn't said anything yet.

Pretty soon everyone else showed up and we got started. Even though I had helped originally come up with choreography I could barely remember any of it. Chloe knew it better than I did, and she came over to me, gently grabbing my wrists and leading me through the moves. I smiled, remembering the first time she did this I tried to wriggle out of her grasp because of the goosebumps she was giving me. Although the chills continued to go up and down my spine when I felt her warm breath against my skin I knew that she was mine. This time it was different. At a point when the two of us were in the back and nobody could see, I felt her lips against the nape of my neck. I shook in my boots and almost collapsed, but her hands kept me steady.

At the end of rehearsals I didn't let her get far. When nobody was looking I grabbed her hand and pulled her into the nearest closet. All I'm going to say about what happened in there is that I hope that the Bellas had left, because that door wasn't soundproof and some of those thing couldn't be unheard.