I'm back! Yeah, hope you're still out there waiting. Welcome to those who are new.
Some of you have gone awfully quiet, don't tell me it's because you no longer enjoy yourselfes.
I'm nearing 100 followers. That is insane, I'm gonna party so hard ;)
No one answered my questions from last time- it still matters to me.
1. I've been switching PoV's as you've maybe seen ;) Which one do you guys like better? That really is something I would like to know.
2. There is no Aubrey Stacie thing planned in this story, but if you want I could give you a chapter in their PoV that tells you a bit more about the aftermath of their One time thing.
Little shout outs:
LeeShaw: Yeah, I thought bringing Denise in was a good idea. Glad you enjoy yourself. Didn't want coming out drama, didn't experience it myself so... ;)
Monkeyfuncky: So happy you leave reviews frequently. This way I know that it doesn't suck as I go on.
JustLikeBrookeDavis: We're getting there, I promise. Can't just rush through, can I? At least I by now have a solid plan how it's revealed!
Amuria21: You are my muse. Thanks for always urging me to continue.
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 13: Arrested?
Beca's PoV:
You've ever been arrested? No? You should, going to the police station and having everyone look at you is so much fun. You wouldn't know unless you've been there, believe me.
I had to wait in a cell till it was my turn to explain myself and why in the world I'm there. A cell full of actual criminals and very drunk people, stashed in the back to sober up. At least we were divided into male and female, with just so much as a few bars between us. The males from next door cheered and whistled at me. This so wouldn't have happened if would ware my normal clothes.
Wanna know how I got here? Better sit down. This may take a while.
Regionals day came pretty fast and I'm pleased that we finally looked better when doing the choreo and we actually sounded okay. The songs were still shit, but you know, one can only do as much with Aubrey Posen as their leader.
I was trying to get the Bella's uniform into place and failed that bad that Kimmy Jin actually offered to help me. With her help it did only take half the time I had spent before trying and maybe she has a heart, after all. So as her friends arrived, obviously planning a vide game evening I told them to sit on my bed to have a better view at the TV on Kimmy Jin's side.
We may not be friends, but we have some common ground to walk on, or so it seems.
I had to walk through the whole campus in that silly flight attendant uniform and all I could think about was that I hope no one recognised me, that would be just too much.
We divided into two groups of five people so Aubrey and Chloe could drive us to Carolina University with their cars. Surprisingly Stacie was the first to sit down in a car and even more so since she choose the co-driver's seat of Aubrey's car. Who would actually want to drive a whole hour next to Aubrey?
CR, after looking between Stacie and Chloe, made a loud sigh and sat down in Chloe's car, just behind the driver' seat. I jumped into front seat before anyone could start arguing, still I heard them arguing, so much to that, I thought.
Finally only Amy's voice could be heard over the others, even Aubrey's voice that was by then so high pitched that I could feel a headache already building up. Amy sat down with Jessica and Ashley in the back of Aubrey's car and that left Denise and Lily, who squeezed themselves into the back of our car. A good thing that Lily is so small or she wouldn't have had much room. While Aubrey's car was a van, Chloe's was a Mini, so not that much room left in the back and I couldn't shake the feeling that Fat Amy choose Aubrey's car exactly for that reason.
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All I remember from the drive to Carolina is, that Chloe's choice of music wasn't at all what I expected. It was a mix of different types of music, still I wouldn't have pegged Chloe with AC/DC or Linkin Park, but there she was, humming along to Points of Authority.
I must have been staring at her for too long because Denise spoke up, starting a conversation with me. Just some stupid topic about that evening a few nights ago, but it worked. She made a point to tell me, that her cat Rocky was feeling better. It took me a second but then I smiled, an actual smile and told her that it was great news. She really became a good friend and we had a lot of fun over the last days.
I remember CR giving me a strange look as I turned back around to look out of the window. Maybe she was on to something but seeing us drive into the city of Carolina my thoughts were interrupted.
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Ever thought the Bellas are strange? Yes? Then you sure as hell haven't seen the Soccapellas yet, believe me.
Our performance went pretty well, at least I think so. I had a bit of trouble staying focused. Between Stacie's sexual innuendos while dancing, Fat Amy, that really rocked the song on her own way and Chloe who sang Eternal Flame, this irritatingly beautiful love song like she was singing it for one person only. Obviously I wished that it was just me, sitting in the first row of an empty auditorium with her on stage, singing this sickeningly sweet love song to me and me alone.
I will deny I've ever thought this if anyone would ask but there were definitely butterflies in my stomach.
Jesse loved our performance and it did give me a rush to know that we at least didn't suck. I wanted to wish him good luck but Aubzilla practically shoved me away. It turned out he didn't need it, the Trebles were amazing, aca-amazing if you would like to say so. Bumper stayed in the background and Jesse took the lead and I think that was a wise choice of Bumper, if you could call anything coming from him wise.
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Unsurprisingly, the Trebles won but we made it in second, meaning we would be on the Sectionals, or the semi-finale how it's called by Chloe. That also means, that my mum will come to Barden and I am happy about it. I do kinda miss her.
But back to the story how I got myself arrested. I was still congratulating Amy on her standout performance as we left the auditorium after the Treblemakers. Some older guys were arguing with the Trebles and wanted to start a fight. One of them repeatedly asked Jesse to hit him with their trophy but Jesse, being this soft kitten he is was lost on what to do.
Amy was already talking about wrestling with animals and I excused myself before Jesse got hurt. I punched that older guy square in his face and believe me when I say that I never knew how much a punch would hurt. From there it just got worse and worse. I tried to stop Fat Amy from hitting the guy with the trophy she held like a baseball bat. He actually begged her to do it, some weird people you meet on a capella competitions.
While we tore at the trophy it broke, Amy's end flying through a damn window. The police officer stationed outside approached before I could even clear my mind and of course I still had part of the trophy in my hands.
I've never seen Fat Amy run like this before, I think I even heard her shouting Vertical running but I can't be sure, I was so shocked.
The officers just looked at me like I'm some kind of retarded person, they didn't believe me one bit. Did you? I wouldn't hold it against you, believe me.
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I'm back in the cell now and the girls in there, the ones not knocked out by alcohol at least, lay comforting hands on my shoulders. They weren't that bad, not at all really criminals, except from Mira who had actually stolen some candys the others were either prostitutes, drunks or people who got in a fight, like me. I was by far the youngest and everyone was interested in my story, so I told them, everything.
One of the girls even gave me their coat after seeing that I was cold and all I can think about right now as I leave is 'Since when did I become so good at socialising?'.
I leave the building and I can already see Jesse waiting for me. Thank god for Jesse, it would have been so embarrassing seeing my old man bail me out.
"Hey, Hilary Swank from Million Dollar Baby." You and your movies Jesse.
"Hey, you know you just have to say 'Hey Million Dollar baby' you don't have to reference the specific actress." Wouldn't know her anyway.
My good mood is showing, the evening wasn't so bad at all.
"Damn, prison changed you." He's joking along with me and that feels even better.
"Thanks for bailing me out." And hell am I thankful. He will get a whole movie marathon for that.
"Well, I didn't." Oh no, no no no.
I recognise the BMW immediately. This cannot be happening to me. Goodbye future, hello torture.
"You called my dad?"
Jesse tries to tell me how serious it looked as the police took me away. How did he even get his number?
Dad is freaked out, properly freaked. He yells and doesn't even lets me explain myself, telling me that he won't support my dream of going to LA.
Jesse and me sit in the back of his car, my dad on 'ignoring Beca' mode. I'm still pissed at Jesse but he was a better choice to sit next to than my dad.
"Aubrey gave me his number." Jesse whispers so low that I nearly missed it. "She said that he was tutoring her freshman year, so she still had the number in her phone. Sorry for messing your relationship up even more."
"It's okay Jesse, I know you meant well." I do know that but I can't help still being angry at him. "At least you were there, unlike the Bellas."
"They wanted to come, Denise even made a scene when Chloe said that they were leaving. She was quite bitchy to Chloe and Aubrey. But if it's of any consolation to you, Chloe looked torn by the decision she made. Maybe she was afraid of your father as well, believe me, I was."
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Jumping out of the car before it really came to a hold, I make my way over to my dorm room. It's the middle of the night, so the halls are empty and I'm left to my thoughts. Normally I would be a bit afraid to walk around alone this late, but what could happen after a depressing night like this one turned out to be? Strange world where talking to your dad feels worse than being in a cell at the police station.
My room seems silent as I approach it, Kimmy Jin probably already asleep. I open the door and I hear shouts of greeting. Here they are, pressed into the corner of my room, smiling and cheering at me, giving statements about prison and I think I just heard Lily telling us that she was in prison before but I could've heard something wrong.
"You guys waited up for me?" I'm smiling. So much. We are a family after all.
"Of course we waited up for you." How could I not believe in you Chloe. Your heart is way too big to leave someone alone.
She's smiling at me, wanting to get up and come over when we're being interrupted by another voice.
"They've been here for hours. It's a real inconvenience, Beca." Kimmy Jin is here too, bummer.
She gives me a smile before leaving the room, so only I can see it. Something tells me that she figured out that the ringtone (Titanium) belonged to one of them. Does she know who?
At least she's gone now, leaving us to ourselves.
"Beca, I'm glad you're here." Do not forget Aubrey, she knows how to interrupt Chloe from trying to come over a second time. "I'm calling an emergency Bella meeting."
She ignores Fat Amy's protest with not more than a look, telling us that we nearly got beaten by the Sockapellas. She even tries to put it up as Fat Amy's fault for not following along with the planned choreography and text, which sucked anyway.
I can't hold my anger in anymore. Maybe Fat Amy's way wasn't the best to do it, but at least she tried to make the performance less boring.
"We should be taking risks, it's not enough to be good, we need to put ourselves out there, be different." We're good, we have a chance at winning. Why doesn't Aubrey see that?
"Beca's right." Thank you CR, finally some one helps me to speak up against Aubrey. "The Trebles never perform the same song twice."
Exactly. "The audience love the Trebles, they merely tolerate us." I back CR up.
"We could change the face of a capella if we...oh, my god, that sounded so queerballs. What is happening to me?" Shit, I just said that out loud.
I try to cover my excitement up by looking through my things.
"Let me show you this arrangement I've been working on."
"I didn't know you were into this stuff." I could always recognise this voice.
Chloe seems impressed and I could punch myself for not trying to show it to her sooner. Maybe this would have led to us hanging out more often, not just for an occasional coffee after practise. Who even drinks coffee in the evening, yeah, the answer to that is Chloe Beale. Maybe that is why she is always so over excited.
Damn Beca, give a reply. "Yeah." Oh, that was pretty thoughtful of you, wasn't it? Why do you always reduce me to this dumb version of myself?
"Okay, I have the pitch pipe, and I say that we focus on the set list as planned."
Arrrgh! Why Aubrey you damn...arrgh. Stay calm, don't jump up and punch her in her pretty face, Beca, your hand isn't fully recovered from the last punch.
"From now on, there will be no more wasting time with work or school or boyfriends or partners. Sorry, Cynthia Rose."
CR is shaking her head. Oh Aubrey, if you only knew how many in here have their thoughts occupied by girls.
Especially me, who is just being defended by my gorgeous redhead. Wait, I'm being defended?
"But Aubrey, this stuff is pretty cool. I mean..."
Aubrey interrupts her but my thoughts are still occupied by Chloe's last statement. You're an angel, aren't you Chloe Beale? You could never be evil, could you? Maybe I should just tell you, even if you don't feel the same way I do, you will still be nice to me. That's just how you are. And maybe then I can finally go back to my normal self.
"...eight am, sharp."
Chloe gives me a sad look. As the others say their goodbyes Chloe hangs back.
"Would you show this to me sometime, only if you want to, of course?"
She's interested in my stuff, she really is.
"Sure, anytime you want." And I mean anytime.
"Okay how about Sunday afternoon?" Two days, I need to make some more mixes till then.
"Sure, that works." At that Chloe gives me one of her bashful smiles, the one that lights up her whole face, making her eyes shine brighter than they already do.
"It's a date, then." With that she turns around, leaving the room quickly, probably heading after Aubrey.
If only you knew what you're doing to me, Chloe Beale.
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End Chapter 13