"You think she's cute?" Chloe pondered aloud as she sat on her bed, flicking through her Russian Literature book, trying to make herself remember what she had studied last year.

"Huh?" Aubrey didn't look up from the wall-sized white board she was scribbling all over.

"The girl from the activities fair. Do you think she's cute?" Chloe continued, shutting her book with a little too much force. She couldn't get the chocolate haired girl out of her mind and she didn't even know her name.

"Mermaid dancer or the one with the ear things?" Aubrey continued to draw all over the white board, big red lines being sprawled everywhere, not even turning to look at her best friend.

"The ear girl," with those three words, Aubrey span around on her bed with such force she nearly toppled off it.

"Your kidding right? With those hideous things and the nail varnish? The way she dresses? I thought you had better taste then that Chloe! Look at Shay! Besides, I though you and Tom where getting close again."

"Yeah, and look how brutally she ditched me. And Tom is, urgh, just a distraction," Chloe shot back, turning up her nose as her eyes narrowed, tears stinging slightly. Shay was still a raw open wound. "Shay was an utter bitch to me. She may have been wonderful and beautiful and your ideal girlfriend for me but, Aubrey, she destroyed me!" Chloe felt her tears rising and tried, in vain, to choke them back.

"I know. I'm sorry, Chlo. I forgot. I'm so stupid." Aubrey approached Chloe gingerly, giving her a quick, stiff hug before sitting them both on Chloe's bed. "I suppose that alternative girl was kinda cute. Not the right plumbing for me, personally, but she had something about her. Cocky though."

Aubrey tried to sooth her crying friend, unsure what to say to her now. She hadn't spoken about Shay since she had dumped Chloe by text message at the ICCA finals. They had been too busy trying to sort out her puke-gate. Aubrey felt guilty, her mishap had caused Chloe's heartache to be completely overlooked. And now that the redhead was bouncing between Tom, the floppy-haired, puppy-dog-eyed football player, and whichever girl would spate her a moment, Aubrey felt the pang of guilt grow. She loved Chloe like a sister; they'd been together since their first year at Barden. Chloe had always been there for her: through boyfriends, failed exams, and all sorts of things. And Aubrey was neglecting her, thinking solely about the Belles and graduation, and not the turmoil Chloe might be facing.

Aubrey hugged Chloe tighter, smoothing her hand down the redheads back. "Shay's a bitch. She had no right to do what she did. You deserve better, but it's a new year now. New things, new Bellas, and maybe new girls or boys," Aubrey said softly as she felt the redhead nod and sniffle slightly.

Chloe leant away from Aubrey and whipped her sleeve against her eyes, thankful she was not wearing any make-up yet. She smiled weakly and sat back against her pillows, eyeing Aubrey's wall whiteboard.

"That for the Bellas?" She questioned and Aubrey nodded, grinning excitedly.

"I've got it all planned out. It's going to be a strict, tough schedule, but it'll get us to the finals!' Aubrey said with an excited tone. "Do you want me to explain it?" She asked and Chloe nodded, hugging herself slightly. Aubrey launched into explaining her Bella plan while Chloe's mind wandered to Shay and her heartache.

Shay had been amazing. She was tall, with raven hair and grey eyes. She had a wicked grin and a playful nature; she always seemed to be up to something. She had been a year older than Chloe and as head of the Barden LGBT group, she had accepted Chloe and involved her in everything. They had gone on dates, for dinner, the movies, coffee, and everything. Chloe and Shay had been the lesbian "IT" couple on campus: always together, always helpful, and always fabulous.

Things grew sour when a new batch of students arrived for the new year and Shay's last year at Barden. They where young, fresh, and naïve. Shay loved it and they all turned to her as head of the LGBT club and experienced lesbian. It helped that she was friendly faced and oh-so-dominant. They where just like Chloe had been the year before and it was clear Shay had become bored of the bisexual redhead.

They grew apart and each other less. Shay mocked The Bellas, Chloe's dream of wanting to teach under privileged children to sing, and generally mocked her. But Chloe didn't give in, she never did. She was just that type of person. That, and she somehow found herself falling for the raven haired girl, badly. Shay hadn't been Chloe's first relationship, but she had been the first girl she'd slept with. She was the first girl to get under Chloe's skin and into her heart, to then brutally step on it till she only felt anger and pain.

But that was over with now. Chloe felt nothing for Shay and she doubted she would ever see her again. She had Barden and gone to LA as far as Chloe was aware; and she didn't care any more. She was the LGBT go to girl now, she was popular, beautiful, wanted, and she was going to lead the Bellas to victory with Aubrey this year.

If she managed to capture the brunette alt girl on the way, that was totally fine by her.

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Her first shift at the radio station had been alright, not as fantastic and as awe inspiring as she wanted, but it was alright. It was something she was defiantly going to enjoy, despite the annoyance that was Jesse.

He was a sweet guy, if not a little over confident.

Plus, he was the first guy she'd actually told she was sort of gay. Unlike Luke, the station manager, who had guessed.

Beca couldn't help but smirk to herself, remembering how shocked Jesse had looked when she had burst his bubble about her being more gay than straight. Luke had just given them the mind-numbing task of stacking CDs when Jesse had begun waffling on about having sex on the desk, Luke's one rule was not to have sex on his desk, which Jesse, of course, wanted to break. Blah, men. That's when Beca had blurted out he hadn't got a chance in hell with her, she liked lady bits.

A lot.

His puppy dog eyes dropped and his whole attitude changed, admitting defeat almost instantly, or so she thought. Jesse had been quit for awhile, stacking his pile of CDs and attempting to alphabetize them but had a ZZTop album between Ash and Avenged Sevenfold. Beca was letting her mind wander to its usual place of mixing and how to avoid classes when he had spoken up,

"So your completely gay?"

"Yup. Well, at the moment, I'm 100% Gold star," she'd replied quickly, flipping over a Calvin Harris album to look at the playlist.

"Gold star?" He had questioned.

"Never had a penis. Not a real one anyway," she hadn't looked up as she spoke, a sly smirk on her face.

"Not a real one?" the boy questioned, cocking his eyebrows up and tilting his head to the side. Beca decided then and there that he was defiantly an over grown puppy.

"Yeah, you know, the plastic type... They come in different colors. Different sizes. Always reliable." Beca had grinned menacingly at Jesse as the colour had drained from his face.

"Well that's somewhat demasculating," he had muttered, turning back to the CDs. They had continued on in silence till Luke had let them go, explaining that he would email them their working schedule. He then told Beca about the campus coffee house which usually housed the Barden LGBT group.

So that's where she headed now, curious to see what it was all about. She had never known of a LGBT group. She had known other homosexuals throughout her life, but never a whole collective of them. This was something to see.

The Coffee Cup was Barden's coffee house, badly named and the logo was badly designed, but Beca decided, as walked into the warm building, that she liked it. She liked the stuffed sofas, coffee tables, stacks of donated books and comics, and a general warm and friendly feeling. Something she defiantly wasn't used to, but it wasn't loud inside and they offered free wifi. That made it the perfect spot for Beca to mix and hide from the rest of campus.

She wandered around The Coffee Cup and headed to the counter. As she was checking out the chalk boards that listed the different kinds of beverages, someone spoke up.

"Stalking me?" Beca jumped at the familiar voice and met the icy blue eyes of the redhead from the activities fair.

"Uh-wha-no dude!" Beca stumbled out, blinking rapidly, the beat of her heart picking up. The redhead was beautiful. She was far more attractive close up and with her hair pulled back into a messy bun. She smiled softly at Beca and leant on the counter infront of her.

"You getting something or just gawking?" the redhead asked, her eyes glinting with a teasing light.

"Er... Yeah, can I haveeeee...an expresso, please?" Beca asked, rooting around her jeans pockets for some change.

"Don't worry about it. It's on the house since this is your first time in here." The redhead grinned and turned away to make the coffee. "So, you got a name?" She asked as she busied herself making Beca's coffee.

"Er... Yeah, of course, Beca. Beca Mitchell," she replied quietly, fingering a knot on the wooden counter.

"Chloe Beale at your service." The redhead turned back around and handed Beca a hot mug filled with her black tar.

"Er, is there a password for the wifi?" Beca asked and Chloe grinned.

"Bellas."

"Wow, super serious about this acapella stuff aren't you? Even invading a coffee shop," Beca muttered, smirking slightly.

"Yeah, well The Coffee Cup supports the Bellas quite openly and I got to choose the password." Chloe shrugged. "If you came to the auditions I bet you would get super serious too," she continued, her eyes glinting in that teasing manner again.

"I told you. I don't sing."

"Sure you don't."