Another chapter for you lovelies! This is Chloe's PoV again, this time we are in the present mostly. I also put something interesting in it, or at least I think it's interesting.

Next chapter should be Beca talking to Jesse and her mum.

But Uni just started again, I try to update whenever I can!

Little shout outs:

RainbowUnicornsR-MyLife: it is kinda creepy, that thing with the ad. Lets just say that it was fate xD sounds better. Glad you liked the Chapter. There were finally some Bechloe interactions.

Abby the Bat: Gut, dass auch ich dir mal Ohrwürmer verpasse.

Monkeyfuncky: Thank you. Yeah, Fat Amy is aca-awsome! One gotta love her.

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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 11: Expect the Unexpected

Chloe's PoV:

Bree and me were the best of friends, even more so after we relieved all that pent up sexual attraction we had for each other. The days following our little adventure were a bit awkward obviously, but we managed just fine. We had already applied to the same universities and I will never forget that day when she ran over to my house and I heard her shouting all over the street that she got an acceptance letter from Barden University. It was only rational thinking that I would go there, after all Richard worked there and he may have had a little chitchat with some people so that Aubrey would get in, too. Not that she wasn't good in school, hell no. She was better than me, but Barden wasn't one of the popular Universities and they sure were thinking why the hell Aubrey wouldn't attend one of those.

Aubrey's dad was the biggest problem. In his eyes her grades weren't that good, at least not for a Posen, and of course Barden wasn't his idea of his daughters future. Richard gave him quite an earful and that's all we needed to make it happen. One week before the semester started Richard came home with a big smile, obviously he wanted to tell us something. The Posens came over for dinner and even though I tried, I couldn't get the news out of him before they arrived and sat themselves down. I was annoyed but he said that his life depended on him waiting till Aubrey and her dad were there.

Derek, how Mr. Posen assured me to call him now that I am an and I quote "respectful young woman" had for once opted to were a polo-shirt instead of a suit. Needless to say that it gave me the chills, I mean, since when id he so friendly.

Turns out he wasn't so bad after all. He was going to leave for europe due to his work but he didn't want to see Aubrey all by herself. Inside I was already dancing, I finally would get that sister I always wanted with Bree moving in with us. That's when Richard and Sheila spoke up, nearly at the same time bursting with all the pressure.

Between the three of them they bought us a flat. They didn't rent it, they actually bought it. A place for ourselves, something every teenager dreams about and we had it, right after High School. We promised to give it our best and celebrated the whole evening.

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We renovated the whole flat and you can see us both represented in the furniture. There is a theme for every room, strictly followed by Bree but then there is some odd addition I made but still it fits, kind of. I was so proud when Beca asked me yesterday about the table made of Lego bricks, it really was my masterpiece. Bree's wall of friendship, yes that actually the term he uses for it catches the eye whenever someone enters the flat. She calls me nerdy for being a bit obsessed with video games, tv shows and some toys that are made for people at least 15 years younger than me but really, she is the one pretending to have a bitch persona just so she can silently make pictures and photo albums adorned with cute little butterflies and flowers.

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It's still early so I try to be as silent as I can in the bathroom and head over to kitchen to make us breakfast. The whole night I've been dreaming about Beca and it's starting to drive me crazy. At least the good weather lifts my mood. It had been rainy the last couple of days and that is not something we need for the riff-off tonight or we can really swim in that pool.

I stop making toast for a minute, having an inner debate with myself yet again. Bree still has no clue about Beca and Richard's connection and I don't know if I should tell Bree at all. She is fiercely protective of her family and yes, that includes my family of three. Richard has been so good to us and really, I sometimes feel like betraying him by feeling so much lo...err affection for his daughter who, really treats him like shit.

Mum told me about their family dinner when I went over yesterday. I told them that it would be best not to include me into them since Beca still doesn't know about our connection. That again makes me feel like I'm lying to both my family and Beca.

A couple of months ago I never bothered to hide the truth and now? I just don't know what to do anymore. I told you that it's driving me crazy. The only thing I know is that if I tell Beca the truth she will avoid and hate me till the end of my days. Do I want that? Obviously not. If I tell my parents that I feel attracted to my stepsister- no, even if that wouldn't go wrong it would lead me to option one, so I can't do that. Talking to Aubrey would definitely lead to her making Becas life even more miserable. But seriously, I need to speak with someone.

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I hear the door to Bree's room creek as it's being opened and that finally takes me out of my internal misery. That really is a welcomed distraction, even though I still haven't made up my mind. Talking or not talking to Bree, that is the question.

"Your up early." I need to buy me some more time.

"Hmmpfff..." She seems chirpy this morning.

Hangover is a state no one likes to be in and no one can avoid entirely. I hand her some water and painkillers which she gladly takes. She grabs a plate of food and starts munching on it, sometimes making those cute sighs she does when she feels happy. Ust as I'm about to drift off in my head again she clears her throat.

"You were flirting yesterday." Shit! I thought she was too drunk to pay attention.

"NO! No! No...maybe." I'm so done for.

"Stop pretending. I saw you and I know you so no lying to me anymore. You were flirting while you sang and even after your breakdown all it took was a bit of me rocking you and her entering this apartment with skittles." She is talking all knowingly and even though it annoys me to no end, it's just so damn Aubrey to do something like that while looking like death herself with that hangover.

The thing is that she is right. I tried to deny it to myself but I do feel something for Beca. I was so good at controlling emotions and now I feel like all I can do is think about her and the problems that my attraction provides.

"You're getting lost in your head, you know. You always do that when our talk becomes serious. I may be not too fond of Beca but I can totally see how happy you are whenever she's around. The question is, why does one Chloe Beale, the social butterfly that always jumps head first into a new love, suddenly not act on her feelings? You're not the shy girl, you never were, so why start that crap now?"

That's Bree for you, honest, but brutally so. Tell her or don't tell her? Shit- I just tell her and fuck you consequences.

"Beca is Richards daughter." Simple and fast.

She looks shocked for a moment and then just as I predicted her cheeks turn this shade of red and her nostrils start to flare, sure signs that she is about to burst.

Luck seems to be in my corner this morning, though. Right before Aubrey can burst her bedroom door creeks again and a very naked Stacie walks out. I had totally forgotten about her staying over until now. Stacie just walks into the bathroom, obviously still half asleep and while I stare at the tattoo on the right side of her lower back, some sort of flower that stretches down over her right butt cheek I finally put two and two together. My head snaps from Stacie's backside to Aubrey who is still staring at the door that Stacie went through.

"Bree, you wanna tell me something?" She looks at me, blushing fiercely. "Really Bree? Stacie, of all the people? You know how CR feels about her, right?"

"Yeah, I do. Don't make me feel guilty. She just - we were drunk and she told me she had never done it before, so we spoke about it and"

I interrupt her, that is something I can't deal with right now. My plate is full with all the crazy things happening in my life and I need to sort them out. At least Stacie safed me from Aubrey's wrath.

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The rest of the morning was pretty quiet. I watched reruns of Pretty Little Liars and I swear, you always notice things you didn't the last time. Bree was annoyed at first, but she only went to get something when the ads were on, she so likes this too, she just won't admit it.

Stacie left after breakfast and no one brought the topics from this morning up. I really should have guessed that. Though pouring my heart out to Bree didn't turn out the way I feared, I still feel like it didn't help at all. Maybe I should talk to one of the Bellas. CR seems like a person to talk to about this and who would she tell? No I think she is loyal and honest. On the other hand I feel bad for not telling her about Bree and Stacie's -err- experiment.

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I finally decided to talk to CR after deleting and rewriting about 20 messages. This inner turmoil I have really is getting the better of me. Bree was right, I don't act like myself at all.

CR, you OK after tonight? Hungover? - xC

It took some time but eventually my phone vibrated.

Yeah, no. Not anymore. You guys okay over there? - xCynn

BTW, since when do you call me CR? Beca's influence is big, huh? - xCynn

Haha, yeah maybe. Okay Cynn, better? We're all good I guess. - xC

Am I really that obvious? At least I won't have to explain too much.

No, no. Stick to CR. No one calls me Cynn anymore, I mean only one knows me as Cynn on this campus. CR is good, I'm gonna use that myself. So, there a reason you wrote? Come on girl, spill it. - xCR

Meet me for coffee? Really could use some advice but you have to keep shtum! - xC

It took her some time to reply but after 10 minutes my phone finally announced a new text.

Coffee across the gym, 20 minutes? - xCR

Sure thing. C U soon! - xxC

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As I run around the last corner I see Cynthia Rose already waiting for me. I'm not that late, only 5 minutes or so.

"Sorry, hope you didn't wait long."

She assures me that she didn't and we enter the coffee shop. This is my usual place, so when Rita, the old lady that owns the shop, sees me entering she starts to prepare my order. I always order the same, so in no time I have an english breakfast tee and a big cookie in front of me. CR just laughs at this and orders herself a latte and a croissant.

We sit for nearly 10 minutes, silently sipping our drinks. I just don't know where to start. Thankfully CR starts the conversation for me.

"So, I guess there is a reason that your pretty head seems so occupied?"

"That obvious?" I feel pathetic.

"You know," she uses this soothing voice, "anyone knows your troubled but the others just put it down to your nodes. I have this suspicion and I think by you calling me for help you confirmed it. Else you would have talked to Bree or Beca, right?"

"I tried, I tried talking to Bree..." I did, didn't I? After Stacie left she just pretended that this evening never happened.

"So Bree's not okay with the, you know, lady loving? That could be a big problem not just for you, but for the whole Bellas."

"No, that's not it. Bree is actually bisexual herself. But I'm curious, how did you know that I was attracted to girls?"

She laughs for a moment before she answers.

"You remember that first practise we had as Bellas? You were checking out Stacie. Why? Trying to hide it? Please tell me this is not a conversation about leaving the closet?"

"Nope. Been out there for quite a while, actually. This is a lot more complicated than only being attracted to Beca. This story might take a while, but promise me you keep shtum."

"Sure thing, Red. I'll always be there for you, how would Amy put it? Twig Bitches?"

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End Chapter 11

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