Barden University: Freshman Year

"Here is your official BU rape whistle. Don't blow it unless it's actually happening." Aubrey just stared at the overly enthusiastic peppy blonde. For once she was at a loss for words, but not for long. "Awesome! Just what I needed." She remarked sarcastically over her shoulder to the girl. If this was any indication at how her next four years at Barden University were going to be, she needed all the help she could get.

After walking around the campus like an idiot for a couple of minutes, the blonde finally found her dorm room. Jesus, am I like the last person here or something? Almostevery door she passed was already covered in white boards scribbled on and various papers and magnets. Aubrey brushed her dirty blond hair out of her face and tugged on her messenger bag. There it was. Room 427. Out of all of the doors on this freaking floor, the one that was present before her was the most decorated, and that was saying something. There were little pink sticky notes covering the entire thing with cute little sayings like "If you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain" and "You can't buy happiness but you can buy tea, and that's kind of the same thing." There were also like, 50 pictures of every singer heard over the radio in the last 5 years and sparkly microphone stickers everywhere. The name Chloe was written over and over on a single sheet of paper in different styles in the middle of the door. That's a pretty name, Aubrey thought. But the girl who opened the door was even prettier. "Hi, I'm Chloe Beale!" She said breathlessly. "You must be my new roommate. Its so good to finally meet you!" Before Aubrey could even reply the girl was already hugging her. Her striking red hair smelled like watermelon shampoo. "Hi…" Aubrey tentatively hugged her back. Chloe pulled back and smiled brightly. She had the bluest eyes Aubrey had ever seen and her hair was really red. Like, Ariel from the Little Mermaid red. "What's your name?" "I'm Aubrey. Aubrey Posen," she replied and before she knew it Chloe was dragging her by the hand into their room. "This is my side," she gestured to her small desk which already had loads of paper on it and her bed. Which was unmade. Aubrey cleared her throat. If there's one thing she can't stand, its messiness. "So I take it you've been here for a while?" The blonde said, walking over to the unclaimed bed on the other side of the tiny room and setting her bag down on it. Chloe plopped down next to her and explained that she had been so excited to go to school here that she came almost a week earlier than you were supposed to. All Aubrey could think about was the fact that it's only been a week since Chloe's been here and their room was already a complete disaster. This was going

to be a long year.

The two girls made small talk for a couple of minutes, and Aubrey soon learned that Chloe had that annoyingly infectious personality that made everybody want to be her friend. Even if she was talking about paint drying, Chloe was the kind of girl that made everything sound interesting. Aubrey looked at the girl, transfixed, as Chloe continued talking about how fun this year was going to be and that soon they were going to best friends. Aubrey also learned that her favorite color was green, she hated spinach, and she had the same desk back at her house all in the time span of about two minutes. Aubrey had never been this intrigued by a single person before.

The red head suddenly let out a gasp, startling Aubrey. "Oh my god! Today's the day, I almost forgot! How could I forget?" She stood up abruptly. Aubrey swung her legs back and forth on the bed lazily and asked, "forgot what?" She would be lying if she said she wasn't slightly amused by Chloe's absentmindedness. It was actually kind of adorable. Adorable? Where the fuck did that come from?

Chloe swiftly walked up to Aubrey, and breathlessly replied, "Today's the last day to audition for the Barden Bellas! It's like, the coolest a capella singing group on campus. "

Aubrey made a face like she'd eaten an especially sour lemon. Seriously? A capella? Chloe rolled her eyes. "Don't be like that. They're seriously the ." Aubrey snorted. Chloe ignored this and continued, "The best of the best." How could there be a "best? They're all equally idiotic. "And all girl! Will you come with me? Pleeaaase?" Her eyes sparkled when she spoke.

"Well…" Aubrey had never actually sung in front of anybody, let alone gone on an audition. But she would be lying if she said she didn't enjoy it. At the same time she wouldn't be caught dead being a part some kind of weird singing group where every single move was cheesily choreographed and even poorly executed. Even if Chloe said it was cool. But then again…

Chloe plopped down and kneeled on the floor near Aubrey's feet, trying a different tactic. "Pleaase? I won't do it without you." This kid knew how to get what she wanted. And she probably has never gotten no for an answer.

"Fine." Aubrey heard herself say. What?! No!

"Really?" Chloe squealed and stood up. Aubrey rolled her eyes. "Whatever." Kill me now.

"Well, come on!" She grabbed her roommate's hand and pulled her off the bed. "I'll lead the way!" Before she could protest, Aubrey felt herself being rushed out of the door by the insistent red head and she couldn't say she did much to stop her.