Back again! Here we have as promised the next chapter. This follows chronically just after chapter 5. Chloe will have some interludes I guess.

Also I have to say that I was hurt that they thought that Vader was a German(!) word. It is not. It's actually Dutch and I corrected that in my fanfiction. I must know as a German, and us being crumpy is also wrong-we do party, a lot ;)

BTW father means Vater in german, seems likea little differece bit it sounds totally different!

Little shoutouts:

ChocolatMoosePi: I'm glad you're still there and enjoying yourself!

DelusionalDaydreams: Then I am glad I choose that name. Seriously, her dad is mostly an ass in fanfiction, I wanted to create a character with reasons behind his actions.

Amuria21: Gut, fand Chloe etwas weniger humorvoll, aber alles in allem passt ihr Charakter. Wollt so eh bissje eh Werdegang.

Summery: Stepmonster 2.0

Beca grew up with her mum after her father left them. She lost contact to him a while ago but now he wants to bond again. Why? Well she has to find out, but why does she have to go to Barden, where he's teaching when she wants to have a go at being a DJane in LA? Bonding, with her father and his new family? Now that is something she doesn't want to do, more so since she knows that her stepsister, or how she prefers to call the unknown girl, stepmonster 2.0 is attending Barden as well.

Pairing: Beca/Chloe and Friendship: Chloe/Aubrey and Jesse/Beca

Disclaimer: If I would own Pitch Perfect, there would be Bechloe!

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Chapter 7: Crushed Dreams

Beca's PoV:

I had one hell of a week. After my first Bellas practice Aubrey told me not so subtly that she has something against me, also telling me I have a toner for Jesse. Really? He's a great guy and he definitly would be one hell of a pick as a boyfriend but there aren't feelings like that. I would love to see her face when I hook up with him in front of Aubrey but that would lead to me hurting his feelings.

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Well, next thing I know I am sitting at a restaurant, eating dinner with my dad and the stepmonster. Baby Stepmonster didn't tag along and I'm happy I only have to endure the other two.

Hell, literally, believe me. They are pulling this lovely couply vibe and I feel like I could pull an Aubrey stunt, but then again he pays and the food is really delicious. Sheila is all friendly, asking me about campus stuff and Bellas. Seriously, she knows an awful lot about them. I can't shake the feeling that my dad did some research and told her all about it.

When she doesn't speak to me it's all 'Richard this-Richard that'. Did I say hell? Hell sure sounds like a better place to be at the moment. My dad starts to scold me for not visiting my courses as much as he would like me to and I nearly fell out of my chair as Sheila backed me up. I mean really? I just feel like hating her more, trying to be this perfect...well, you know.

At least my father leaft that topic be for the rest of the evening.

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The SBT mixer was to put it easily, horribly, awfully shitty. You can put every negative word behind those, doesn't matter. I choose not to take out my, how did Aubrey call them, ear monstrosities. My hair falls perfectly over my ears so you can't see them. It is bad enough that I have to wear this stupid uniform and don't let me start about the scarf.

Aubrey was her fury self after the mixer and I just wanted to punch her. We all felt humiliated enough after we couldn't even finish. By the looks of the SBT boys I would guess they weren't even interested in the music, well, can't blame them. But we don't exactly look like Bellas, not at all.

Aubrey even took her anger out on Chloe, who was untypically quiet today. I tried to get a climpse of her eyes but she mostly kept to herself and was fascinated by her feet until we started to sing and dance? If you could call it that. She smiled for the first time and I forgot for a second how awful we sounded. Yeah, she does that to me and that's what's starting to scare me.

When Chloe told us she had nodes and I got myself an explanation to what exactly that is my mood went down even more. I can't believe she chooses to hurt herself by continuing to sing.

I thought about that the whole evening, lying on my bed and listening to my newest mix. Not only did I feel bad for Chloe hurting herself by doing something she loves but it also made me admire her more, if possible. The thing is, I wanted to ask her to sing some lines for one of my planned mixes today. It wouldn't be a big deal, right? I thought the bubbly Chloe would just hop on over and I could ask her. Now I think I won't be asking her, ever, even though I have this 'Just the way you are' mix I would have loved to hear her sing. I could never ask her to do something for methat would hurt her, that I know now.

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Just as I thought it couldn't get any worse I realised it was already 4am and I had to be at the station at 10 o'clock, sharp. Great, now I start thinking as Aubrey...sharp...tss.

I arrived five minutes late which wasn't a problem at all and I was still moping around. Stacking CD's, as boring as it was, made me think about a lot of artists and songs, things for me to mix. Normally I would get some inspiration but no, not today. Today mopey Beca was present, thinking about all the songs she would have loved to hear Chloe sing to her.

I was giving up on a happy day and Jesse prying didn't do me any good.

"Becaw, tell me. It hurts my heart to see you like this." Just ignore him...

"B-B-B-Becawww. You're all downy mopey! Talk to uncle Jesse!" Seriously?

"Then you leave me no choice..." I swear to god if he tries to tickle me, I will not hesistate to kill him.

What actually happened surprised me. He did a funny game of pretending vinyl covers were his head. I don't wanna know how he thought of something like that but he actually made me laugh.

Luke wasn't that amused but that only amused me more. He made Jesse go out and get him some burgers after proving that his body was in a good shape. Hell those abs were even candy to my eyes.

I used his attention to give him another one of my mixes, I just hope he listens to one of them.

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The next day Jesse ambushed me, in the middle of the Universitys park. He wanted me to watch films with him and he even carried a candle. Seriously, didn't I tell him already that I wasn't interested? Not in dating and sure as hell not in movies.

"Jesse, I thought we already discussed this."

"What? Oh, oh. No, this is me teaching you about films, not me flirting." He looks a bit lost.

"And what about the candle?" Try talking yourself out of that.

"Yeah, ok. Busted, happy? I just thought since you didn't make a move on Luke that maybe..."

"J-man, I really do like you, okay? Just not like that. And for the record, I hate movies. Their endings are too predictable." Does anybody really say 'lets be friends?'

"The endings are the best part Beca!"

"Nope, always the same. The guy gets the girl, the kid sees dead people and Darth Vader is Lukes father."

"No you didn't guess the biggest reveal in cinematic history!"

"Vader in Dutch means father! His name is literally Darth Father."

"So you know Dutch, huh? Believe me, one day I will give you a movie education."

He seems serious and I sure as hell could use a friend. Maybe I should just let him show me something and he will give up on it.

"You guys getting ready for the Riff-Off?"

Now he's using that strange language again...I am a teeny tiny bit scared of what will come.

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End Chapter 7