This is just a filler chapter I guess. The next one will be nicer and there will be finally a progess between Beca and Chloe. Also I should explain the thing with Aubrey. Since Chloe can't be nice to Beca someone else had to, so I made Aubrey and Chloe switch in some kinda way. She's not mean in this story, because I think Aubrey is actually pretty cool and in most of the fanfics it seems like Aubrey is a horrible friend and person. I wanted to make that differently :)
Again thanks for everything :) I'm sorry for mistakes. English isn't my mother tongue but I try and as long you know what I mean with everything I guess it's okay :p

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Chapter Four

Beca's POV:

To say I was fucking scared wasn't necessary I guess. My heart hammered in my chest even when I knew it was Chloe who lead me through whatever. I mean, she didn't seemed so pleased with what I said earlier, so who knew what she was about to do? Maybe she kidnapped me to kill me in the woods? No, she wouldn't do that. She is far too nice for that. I remember that one time her PE teacher searched for me because Chloe refused to join the class.

"Ah Beca, there you are. I searched for you, could you help me with something please?", Mr Lawrence asked me. I looked at him quizzically. How could I help him?

"I'm not so sure if I can help you, but I guess I'll try it. What's the matter?"

"Your girlfriend is making trouble."

"What? Chloe? No, never, she's the sweetest person on earth", I said, shaking my head.

"Well, that doesn't change the fact that she refuses to join class. Please hurry up, I have to teach."

We walked down the hall until we reached the girls locker room. My girlfriend sat on one of the benches with crossed arms and a scowl on her face.

"Chlo?" I asked softly. "What's wrong? Isn't it normally my part to scowl and being stubborn?"

Her head turned to me and she smiled slightly, but started to glare at me when she spotted Mr Lawrence.

"Are you here because of him?", she spat. Sighing I walked over, sitting down in front of her, grabbing her hands.

"Don't care about him, I'm here because of you. Tell me what happened", I told her, kissing each knuckle.

A blush crept up her face when I did and I sent her a smile before she started explaining.

"We had to wrestle and Mr Lawrence told me to wrestle with Joey. You know Joey, right? The skinny boy who barely reaches his locker?", she asked with concern in her eyes and I nodded at her, drawing calming circles on her hands.

"He already had to wrestle with Mike, the football player. I guess you can imagine how that turned out? I already thought that it was a bad idea to put them together, but then Mr Lawrence told me I had to go with Joey. He could barely stand because Mike beat him up! So I said I wouldn't do that and refused to do anything. I didn't do anything bad!"

She stared into my eyes, hoping I would defend her and I did.

"Mr Lawrence, I don't really get why Chloe is making trouble, I mean Mike beat this guy up and I don't think that that counts as 'wrestling', which is stupid anyway. Who does that in class?", I asked confused, never dropping Chloe's hands.

Mr Lawrence groaned. "Fine! Take her with you and do whatever and take Joey to the nurse, he's still crying."

Chloe grinned satisfied and got up to get Joey. "You should have known that Chloe wouldn't do such a thing. She couldn't hurt a fly", I told Mr Lawrence before he went back into the gym.

She was always so sweet and tried to take care of everybody. Thinking of moments like this made me so incredibly sad because I knew I would never get the chance to have something like that again. What Chloe and I had was something special, which led me to fight for her. I needed her back in my life.

Yes, I changed. I'm in college, I have a job, I'm clean and don't get into trouble anymore, but the only thing what makes me really better is a certain red head. The one who leads me through a jungle or whatever, at least it feels like it because I trap almost every five seconds.

Suddenly the hood was ripped off my head. I found myself back in a dark room, only candles spending a bit light. My eyes had to get used to this first, so I couldn't really see anything the first few moments. The blonde from the auditions earlier started to ramble something I couldn't quite catch because I was far too overwhelmed to concentrate on her. Someone nudged me into the rips a bit later, so I turned my head to a taller brunette who held a cup in her hands, handing it me.

It smelled a lot like wine and my eyes shot up to meet Chloe's. There was a glint in her eyes which made me shudder. Was that a test or something? She knew I don't drink anymore.

"Hey", I whispered over to the brunette next to me. "What's the name of the blonde again?"

"Aubrey", the brunette whispered back.

"Thanks, um...", I searched for her name, but I didn't knew hers as well.

This time she chuckled slightly. "Stacie."

"Right. Thanks Stacie", I smiled awkwardly. "Um, Aubrey?", I spoke up, catching her attention. She smiled at me. "I-I can't drink that. I don't drink alcohol", I apologized, looking away. It was embarrassing and I was honestly a bit scared that someone would ask why and of course someone did.

"What? Who doesn't drinks alcohol?", a loud blonde asked.

"Amy", Aubrey spoke up, "None of your business. It's okay Beca, don't worry about it." I smiled gratefully at her, which she returned.

"It's Fat Amy", the blonde, apparently Fat Amy, corrected. "Why do you call yourself Fat Amy?", Stacie asked confused. "So skinny bitches like you won't do it behind my back", Fat Amy countered, smiling confidently. A few laughter came from other girls.

Once again I found myself looking at Chloe, seeing that she stared at me. Her stare was still pretty cold, I could swear the room was barely over a few degrees. Aubrey seemed to noticed that and grabbed Chloe by her arm, ending our staring contest. She whispered something into her ear, before turning back to us.

"Okay, let's party ac-bitches!", Aubrey exclaimed, when we started to head out she stopped us one last time, "Oh, I totally forgot to tell you. You can hook up with whoever you want, just not a Treble, okay?" Everybody nodded and walked out.

A party? I wasn't prepared for one and tried to avoid them as often as possible. It's not like I want to drink, but it's kinda hard to refuse to alcohol all night when someone pushes you to drink something.

When we arrived at the party I instantly smelled weed. Oh no. As fast as I I could I tried to walk away, but someone grabbed my arm. I looked up to see an annoyed tall brunette. "Chloe said there are to many people we have to go around to get in", she sighed, I looked past Stacie to catch Chloe again staring at me. What was going on here?

Of course the other entrance was exactly where the so called 'High Notes' sat. I guess you can imagine why they were called High Notes? Trying to get my thoughts of the alcohol and the weed around me, which was kinda hard, I finally made my way in. Letting out a sigh of relief as I sat down on a bench, relaxing a bit. Not even 20 minutes after I saw Chloe dancing with some random girl. Like she did that exactly where I could see her. Did she tried to provoke me?

Then it came flashing back. Earlier I didn't thought about what she told me, but then it made sense.

"Prove yourself."

Okay, I got that I made mistakes, that I was a horrible person and whatever, but what made Chloe so cruel? I mean, she tried in every possible way to provoke me so I would give in. If she wouldn't want me around her, she could have just said that, but that... That was low.

Slowly I got up and walked over to her where she danced, still with that girl. I tapped the girl on the shoulder and smiled sweetly at her. "Do you mind if I steal her for a minute?" The girl shook her head, returning the smile and went away. Grabbing Chloe's arm I dragged her away, somewhere where nobody could hear us.

"Are you kidding me Chloe?!", I hissed at her and she rolled her eyes, "I got that you are mad at me and that you want a prove for my change, but this is just stupid! You told me to grow up, stopping that childish shit but your acting is childish right now!" She pulled away from me, glaring. "You're imagine things. I didn't do anything", she snapped and walked away. Stunned I stood there, with my mouth hanging open. "Maybe you should grow up!", I shouted after her.

Little did I know that Aubrey saw all of it and was already on her way to get Chloe.

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xx bad kid