"So, we've decided then? These are our new Bellas?" Chloe asked as Aubrey stuck up the ten photographs of the new girls on her wall whiteboard in their dorm room. Chloe felt a little unnerved by the ten new sets of eyes that were now staring across the room at her.

"Yup, some of them I'm not 100% about, but we'll have to make do, I suppose."

"Mmhmm," Chloe made the noise low in her throat, rubbing at it slightly. It had started aching just after her impromptu shower invasion with Beca, who she noticed was on one of the photos on the wall.

"So, I think we're going to have to do Hood Night a little different this year, seeing as there is only two of us original Bellas left."

"What are you thinking?"

"Lure these ten to the practice hall, hood them up, and then do the initiation ceremony. It's the only way, really. I honestly would prefer to get them each individually, but that seems impossible." Aubrey stood in the middle of the room, hands on her hips, eyes locked on the line of photographs. She had her back to Chloe, but the redhead knew her blonde friend had a deep frown plastered on her face as she stared at her selected Bellas.

"I'm sure you'll work it out, Bree. You're the captain after all!" Chloe said with a tone that would appease her.

"Well, we got all their numbers on their application forms, so just text them all and bang, sorted."

"Sometimes, Chloe, you have the best of ideas."

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Chloe took in a deep breath and rapped her fingers against the dorm door. It swung open almost immediately and the tiny brunette almost ran smack into her.

"Ahh!" the two girls cried out in union, falling into a pile on the floor, limbs tangling together, bodies pressing extremely, almost dangerously, close.

"Chloe?!" Beca's voice was full of shock and confusion.

"Well, it seems you really like to hug," Chloe joked and made a small "oof" sound as Beca gave her a small sharp punch to the shoulder.

"Like you're not enjoying me being on top of you," the smaller girl shot back quickly, climbing off the redhead.

"You seem to be in a rush anyway."

"Oh yeah, I figured I'd best get out of there before Kimmy Jin put her Wii through my laptop. Apparently my music is too loud for anyone to stand longer than half an hour." Beca shot a dirty look at the dorm room door over her shoulder. "Why are you here anyway?"

"Oh, er, well, it's Hood Night. You're being initiated into the Bellas tonight. I was supposed to text you, but I figured I'd just come get you..." Chloe trailed off, realising how stupid her intentions seemed to be.

She could have just texted Beca, but she had to come get her, face to face. This was completely off Aubrey's plan. Her friend was going to go off the handle if she found out. Chloe swallowed the breath she was holding and went to stand up, taking Beca's offered hand to help.

"Oh well, wow, I didn't actually think I'd get in."

"Aubrey didn't really have an option not to let you in. You're one of the best singers we've had at Barden in years." Beca couldn't help but smile, they were heading out of her dorm building and over the quad towards a big building that Beca had yet to investigate. "That and I may have had a helping hand." Chloe smirked and looked across to Beca, giving her a deep, warm smile.

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Beca groaned as she came back into consciousness. Her head was thumping, her body ached, and her mouth felt like the underside of a sandal. Again, she groaned; groaning seemed to help the pain. As she waited for a dissatisfied noise from Kimmy Jin, she came to realize she wasn't alone in her bed. There was a slender arm thrown over her bare hip, fingers lightly tickling her exposed stomach. Beca squealed and jumped out from the bed, slipping on a disguarded cushion and hitting the floor hard. She realized that she wasn't in her own room, she was in a room she didn't know, at all. And that freaked her out. She shuffled back till her back hit the other bed in the double dorm room. She rearranged her vest as she tried to cover herself with it. She failed quite badly since her vest top was quite small, and tight, and the only other thing she wore were her black panties.

"Fuck," she mumbled, trying to remember the events of hood night before whoever was in that bed woke up.

The night before.

The whole initiation ceremony into the Barden Bellas had been an insane cult-like affair. Beca had to admit she'd been truly terrified until Chloe had handed her the Boone's Farm goblet that Aubrey was passing off as blood of past sisters. Their hands met while holding the goblet, a simple yet electrifying touch. Their eyes met, cerulean blue to midnight blue and a seduction filled wink from Chloe had set Beca on fire.

That girl had an amazing hold of her that she just couldn't explain. It ran from the top of her head, down to the tip of her toes. It made her nervous and giddy all at once. Beca loved it, yet hated it all at once. It was quite obvious that Chloe was into her, but Beca still had no idea what to do about it.

It was unusual for Beca to be so nervous around a girl. She was usually so cocky, confident, and self-assured, yet Chloe stripped her down with her eyes, made her feel vulnerable.

Even as Chloe and Aubrey led them to the amphitheater where "Hood Night" would be continued, Beca found herself staring at the redhead's peachy behind. It was encased in skin tight jeans, perfectly showing off the roundness of her buttocks. When everyone began splitting off, Beca realised she was completely out of depth.

"I don't know what I'm doing here," she muttered.

"Living the dream," lFat Amy's twang came into her ear as the blonde girl nudged her slightly. "I still can't believe they let my sexy ass in." She grinned and disappeared into the crowd. There were people everywhere, new recruits for the Trebels, the Harmonics, and even the High Notes. And there she was, a new recruit of the Bellas. She was part of a lame ass a cappella group.

What am I doing here? She thought, mustering a smile as she stared around. That's when Jesse came towards her, climbing over the stone seats, stumbling, and almost falling on his face several times. He was clearly intoxicated and a new recruit to the Trebels by the look of his red jacket with their initials emblazed on it. He was grinning broadly as he finally reached her, calling her name as some elaborated bird call. He had started doing recently at the radio studio.

"BECAWWW!"

She had tormented him, making him wobble and sway in his drunken state until he decided that she was far too sober for his liking and had gone on a magical quest to find her a drink. Beca had made a mental note not to touch what he brought her back.

"You alright?" Chloe's voice made her jump a little.

"Hey dude, yeah I'm aca-amazing," Beca poked fun lightly but it made Chloe beam as she came to stand in front of her.

"I'm so glad that I met you," Chloe said softly, grabbing Beca's hands in her own. "I think that we're going to get really close," the redhead muttered as she lent in closer to Beca, her lips dangerously close to the smaller girls', her breath was warming Beca's lips. She could feel her blush creeping up her cheeks as Chloe's fingers entwined with her own.

"Well, you did see me naked, sooo," Beca smirked slightly, trailing off, but Chloe didn't back off. If anything, she got much closer, their lips were practically touching now.

"I hope it won't be just that once." And they where kissing. Softly. Slowly. Gently. A very teasing, short kiss that Beca didn't want to end when it did.

Now

Beca groaned as the memories of the night before came flooding back. After the kiss with Chloe, she barley remembered anything other than a lot of red cups and alcohol being consumed. Maybe some dares about jumping from trees and balancing on kegs. And then nothing, until she woke up in the dorm room she didn't recognise.

"Oh my head..." someone spoke from the bed Beca had woken up in. A voice she recognized. A voice she knew quite well now.

"Chloe?" she made the girls' name a question as the redhead sat up, the duvet falling away to reveal the pale skinned beauty to be wearing a bra so blue it matched her eyes. Chloe rubbed at her temples and blinked slightly.

"Beca?"

"That's me, just hanging out on your floor," Beca shot back with a sarcastic tone. She noted that even hungover as hell, Chloe was still extremely beautiful.

"What happened?"

"I'm guessing I came back here with you and we passed out."

"Did... Did we do it?" Chloe questioned, focusing her eyes on Beca. The smaller girl shifted around on the floor, trying to remember.

"Not that I can recall. In all honesty, I was pretty wasted."

"Yeah, I know that feeling," Chloe agreed, realizing how much of her body she had on show and tugging the duvet up to her neckline. It was then that someone's phone began to buzz to alert a text message had been received and both girls began a frantic scrabble to find their own phones.

"Oh shit, it's from Aubrey," Beca muttered, opening the message.

[07.04] The Dictator – Bellas' first practise today, 10am. Don't be late aca-bitches! Xox

"Did you get the same message?" Chloe asked, and Beca nodded somewhat sadly. It must have been well before10am if Aubrey was texting this. Beca decided then and there that she really, really wasn't a morning person. Well, that was until Chloe smiled down at her and Beca found herself climbing back into the single bed with the redhead.