The first Bellas practice took place the day after initiation. Two girls were already kicked out from being "Treble-boned," as Audrey put it. Beca couldn't believe it was a real thing. "You can be with whomever you'd like, just not a Treble."

"Why? That's stupid," a girl in the back said.

"Yeah, I agree. I can't control who I have sex with. He's a hunter," a brunette named Stacie said motioning to her crouch.

"You call it a dude?" Beca chuckled.

"Enough!" Aubrey clapped her hands, getting everyone's attention. "If you guys don't agree with how I run things you can just-" the blonde started gagging. She turned away from everyone who looked scared and confused. Chloe walked over and rubbed her friend's back.

"Shhh...calm down. We don't want to repeat what happened last year," Chloe said in a whisper. Lilly heard her and asked a question. Nobody knew what she said, so she pulled out her phone and beckoned everyone over as she started to watch last year's performance. It turned out that Aubrey threw up on stage, causing the Bellas to lose.

Once the laughter ceased, Aubrey officially started practice. In simple terms, it was Hell. It lasted forever and once the girls finally got into the groove of things, Aubrey switched the activity. The last activity they focused on was choreography. Beca was having a hard time getting the moves down, so Chloe decided to help her out. The senior grabbed the freshman's hands and helped her do the motions all while Beca protested due mostly to the warmth in her cheeks. It wasn't embarrassing to Beca to have Chloe help her, so she didn't understand why she was bushing from the interaction.

By the end of practice, Aubrey and Beca were at each other's throats. Beca had recognized the dance they were learning from the vomit video. Aubrey was planning already to use the same songs and choreography from the year previous. Even with what little Beca had already seen, she knew it wouldn't take the girls far. They had to be different to succeed, but Aubrey's mind was set in stone. Beca looked at Chloe to try to get her to back her up, but she just stood there. Apparently co-captains don't have much of a say in decisions, or much say in anything.

"Beca?" The small girl whirled around to find the familiar redhead. She almost dropped the CDs in her hands. "Do you work here?"

"Yeah. What are you doing here?" Beca choked out.

"Well, Luke-" Just as if he had heard his name, Luke came out of the booth. "Speak of the devil."

"Hey Chloe. Have you met the new intern?"

"Yeah," Beca spoke up. "We know each other." Chloe shot her a warm smile before grabbing Luke's arm. Luke turned to head back to into the booth.

"Beca, you want to hang out tomorrow after practice?"

"I have two classes tomorrow."

"Then how about Saturday?" Chloe smiled. Beca held back a sigh. She didn't really want to spend time with anyone. She wanted to make music in her room and just get lost in it without any distractions. Chloe sensed she wasn't wanted due to the length of time Beca was taking to think. "We don't have to if you don't want to."

"No, I want to. Saturday is fine," Beca replied too quickly. Her small smile fell. That wasn't what she wanted to say at all, but it just came out. But Chloe looked so happy that Beca had agreed to hang out. Beca couldn't help but grin. The freshman had to be with the Bellas for an entire year anyways so why not make a friend or two along the way? Specifically Chloe.

Beca felt drawn to her for some unknown reason. The woman just put off a good vibe. She never seemed to be stressed nor upset. She always had a smile on her face. She made other people feel good about themselves. She was nothing like Beca had thought she'd be when she first seen the redhead, all primp and proper in high heels. She expected the woman to be one of those preppy girls with the I'm better than you attitudes. She called the Bellas the tits for Pete's sake. What kind of person used that expression?

"95.7 WBUJ. Music for the independent mind" bounced throughout room. But this time, instead of putting on another song, Luke continued to talk. "I've got Miss Barden here with me today. It's her first time on the show this semester. How have you been, Miss Barden?"

"Fine, thanks. And you?" the cheery voice that belonged to Chloe's came through the speakers like she was standing right next to Beca.

"I'm good," Luke laughed. "Now, let's get down to business. Tell me what's new on campus this year."

"Well Luke, there's..." Chloe continued listing all the new activities, groups and clubs the students have created and how different it is this year now that she's a senior. Beca had no idea the redhead did a talk show with Luke. She didn't even know the station had a talk show.

"Okay, we'll play a few songs and then we'll come back and answer your questions. Call us at 1-800-BARDEN-U" Chloe came out of the booth alone.

"I didn't know you worked here."

"Yeah, I figured it'd be fun," Beca responded, watching Chloe run her hands through the box of CDs. "I didn't know you had a talk show."

"Oh, I don't. It's Luke's. I just come on every month or so. Keeps it fresh, you know." Chloe took out a handful of CDs and stacked them on the shelf. "This used to be my job, actually. I interned here my freshman year too."

"Really?" Beca asked genuinely interested.

"Yeah, Luke did too. I didn't come back my sophomore year. Schoolwork and a capella took up too much of my day. I needed some me time." Beca nodded.

"Why do you use the name Miss Barden on the show?"

"I don't want people to know who I am," Chloe laughed. "I share a lot of personal things on there. I've poured my heart out into the microphone on multiple occasions. Aubrey doesn't even know I do it; she doesn't listen to the campus radio."

"That makes sense. Aubrey doesn't seem like the type to listen to David Guetta or Lady Gaga."

"She does like that stuff. She's just under a lot of pressure to be the perfect student. Her parents didn't really let her out of the shrink wrap often."

"I don't know what that even means," Beca laughed.

"Neither do I," Chloe laughed with her friend, her hair bouncing off her shoulders. "I better get back to the booth."

"Hello there, first caller! What's your question for Miss Barden?" Luke's voice boomed over the speakers.

"Hi there. Yeah, so I was wondering how do you know when you're in love?"

"That's a bit of a loaded question there, my friend. Honestly, I can't answer that; never been in that situation. I would guess it's when you notice small things about the other person, little quirks and details most people don't notice. That's my guess. Sorry."

"Caller number two, what's your question?"

"What is your view on gay marriage?"

"You don't have to answer that, Miss Barden," Luke surprisingly said. Beca paused what she was doing and sat down to listen to the rest of the talk show.

"I want to. People believe religion and beliefs have a lot to do with gay marriage, but it doesn't. Here's my answer: Marry the one you love, whether it be a man, a woman, a transgender, it doesn't matter as long as you're happy. Love is love."

"Thank you, caller number two..." Luke continued taking calls and answering them with Chloe. Beca leaned against a shelf of old albums as she listened. Luke and her were being pretty playful at one point and Beca couldn't help but wonder if Luke was another one of Chloe's boy toys. Tom popped into Beca's mind. What happened between him and Chloe? What did he mean by different? Beca shook the thoughts from her mind and focused in on Chloe's words booming overhead. She made herself as comfortable as she could and closed her eyes. The last thing she remembered hearing before falling asleep was Chloe's random snort she let out as she was laughing.