Chloe hit the end call button on her phone for what felt like the millionth time and set it aside on the library desk. Tom wouldn't relent with the constant calls and text at the moment, he just didn't seem to get the hint that Chloe Beale was interested in someone else now. The red head turned back to the Philosophy book and her, sort of, student.

"Sorry about that," Chloe mumbled, smiling softly at the girl who sat beside her.

Beca had been jumpy for the last hour, probably still in shock that the girl who had barged into her shower last night was now her Philosophy tutor. Chloe loved this fact, but the look in Beca's navy blue eyes was hard to read. Beca, in general, was hard to read. In the showers it was clear the girl was A. Very talented in the singing department and B. Sort of into Chloe.

Even if Beca might deny it when confronted about it, the smaller girl didn't shy away when Chloe began touching her bare skin. Chloe, on her part, had known that might be a risky move, even if it was the smallest of touches but, she had still gone for it. What's life without a few little risks?

"Right, well you seem to have got the gist of what Dr. Hayes has been teaching so far and I've given you the notes and materials to research for the classes you've missed and the next class, which you've promised to be at. I think we're good for today." Chloe beamed at Beca, tucking a strand of her red hair behind her left ear. Beca nodded, gathering the books and bits of paper Chloe had stacked up into her arms.

"Thanks again. I'm sorry my dad stuck you with me," she mumbled, avoiding Chloe's eye contact again.

"It's a pleasure, honestly. Hey, are you actually gonna come to the auditions tomorrow?"

"I dunno, got a late shift at the station, so maybe."

"I can talk to Luke, swap your shift or something."

"You know Luke?" Beca questioned, an eyebrow cocked in curiosity.

"Yeah, we're both seniors and are both taking music management. And he's Aubrey's cousin so, yeah," Chloe replied, with a slight shrug, starting towards the library door. Beca hesitated, then found herself following the redhead. "He keeps calling me Becky, not Beca. Starting to think he's a bit thick skulled," the shorter girl muttered, catching up to Chloe.

"Your totally not a Becky. I much prefer Beca, or Becs. Maybe Bec." Chloe grinned at her and slowed her pace slightly. They walked side by side out of the library and headed across the quad. Chloe had the intentions of going to meet Aubrey for a coffee, yet Beca seemed unwilling to leave her just yet.

"Er, last night, the whole shower thing..."

"What about it?"

"Are you gay Chloe?" The taller girl let out a bark of laughter, stopping Beca in her tracks. Chloe stood facing her, reaching out to brush both her hands across Beca's cheeks and then she leant in, a chaste kiss was placed on Beca's lips before she stepped back again.

"That answer your question Becs?"

She asked with a mischievous glint in her eyes. Beca had gone a deep red colour, her eyes wide.

"Well, it answers some questions," she replied, trying to compose herself. She messed about in the form of tucking the books and papers into her bag and then turned square on to Chloe.

"Actually, I'm bisexual, but whatever. What about you? You seemed uncomfortable with the whole shower thing last night," Chloe asked, starting to walk again and Beca kept pace with her.

"Well, you kinda just barged into my shower, dude, while I was singing. Kinda shocked me, you know," Beca replied, laughing softly. "I didn't realize anyone else showered at nearly midnight."

"I prefer it, less chance of seeing a lot of people and more chance of hot water," Chloe mused. They were strolling across the quad, avoiding other students on free periods. "But you avoided the question, are you gay too? Cos I kinda caught you checking me out in the shower."

"You didn't give me much of a choice! You where butt naked! Your junk was out and on display! Hard not to look!"

"You're not answering me!"

"Alright! Alright! I'm gay. Full blown gold star lesbian! Are you happy now Beale?"

"Oh I like it when you use my last name."

"Hrmph."

"Oh don't act so wounded. It's not a big deal," Chloe said with a light shrug, flicking the brunette a quick glance. Beca had gone scarlet in the cheeks and was staring at the path as they walked.

"It is to me. You're like the second person I've told on campus and my dad doesn't know."

"Well Barden's gay community is huge, so I'm sure your dad isn't going to go off the handle if you tell him. I'm the second? Now I'm hurt." Chloe gave Beca a teasing smirk and a playful punch to the arm.

"I had to tell Jesse. He wouldn't stop hitting on me and going on about sex on Luke's forbidden sex desk, urgh!"

"Ahh the forbidden sex desk, every radio intern's nemesis!" Chloe mused. "Still, you coulda said something sooner. I wouldn't of had to pussy foot around you so much."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, we should go on a date. I'm asking you on a date. But only if you come to the Bellas' auditions tomorrow."

"Dude, seriously. You're blackmailing me with an offer to go on a date? You're such a weirdo."

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She had hidden in the shadows for a good hour or so, watching all the other a capella hopefuls come and go, all singing the same 16 bars of Kelly Clarkson's "Since U Been Gone".

Some of them were amazing, like Fat Amy. Although she was a very comical singer, the girl still had an amazing voice when she really threw herself into it. There was another girl, who Beca knew, instantly, was like her, of the lady loving team, Cynthia Rose, Beca recalled her name being. There were a few others Beca would have personally chosen to go into the Bellas.

And then there were the boys. There was Jesse, her radio intern partner, the one who found CD stacking the most interesting in the world. He sang while interrupting himself continuously, commenting on how high the notes went, his hands doing strange things as he harmonized and belted out the lyrics.

She watched with vague interest, knowing full well that she wasn't going to sing that song.

Not one bit.

She had her own song in mind. One that she was sure to impress the redhead with. She looked bored out of her mind as she sat next to the blonde, Aubrey. Chloe was looking rather fine today, her long red tendrils were down and wavy, surrounding her face like a fiery mane that Beca wanted to plunger her hands into and twist around her digits. She wanted to feel Chloe's lips against hers again, but not in such a chaste fashion. She wanted full blown making out: tongues, teeth, lips, the whole shabang.

As the last of the auditionees came off the stage Beca drew in a deep breath and headed out onto the massively wide open space. She rung her hands together, feeling the butterflies in her stomach and the dread that filled her as she approached the eyes of Aubrey and Chloe. The redhead's bright blue eyes were soft and happy, clearly beaming because Beca had actually come to the auditions. On the other hand, Aubrey's eyes were dark and almost angry. They conversed briefly as Beca lent forward just enough for Chloe to get an eyeful from her low cut top as she took the cup filled with pens. It was a kid cup, bright yellow and decorated with bright cartoon characters. Beca took in a deep breath and began to sing.

"I've got my ticket for the long way 'round. Two bottle whiskey for the way. And I sure would like some sweet company. Oh, I'm leaving tomorrow. What do you say?" She made eye contact with Chloe and carried on, heading into the chorus. "When I'm gone, when I'm gone. When I'm gone, when I'm gone. You're gonna miss me when I'm gone."