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Rumors-Chapter 3: Redheaded Choir Girl

This was awful. Absolutely awful.

After lunch, Beca spent her time freaking the fuck out when she wasn't in class maneuvering through students looking for a flaming redhead who just an hour ago, told Beca and Stacie they were a 'cute' couple.

On a normal situation, Beca would take it as a compliment. Maybe if the roles reverse or something and by some weird miracle Chloe didn't have a boyfriend and instead, she and Beca were dating.

Beca was never big on relationships. She dated before. Actually, she only dated once but whatever.

It was that guy in middle school, James Pucker, who's last name WOULD be ironic if in fact he actually was a good kisser. James actually made a big impact on Beca's life because without that annoying, to much saliva when they kiss, middle school boy, Beca would've never figured out she was gay.

When they broke up, Beca told Stacie her confusion and that leggy and highly experienced, even at a young age, suggested that Beca should date a girl. Or at least kiss a girl since James Pucker definitely didn't make Beca want to kiss his Pucker.

In high school and at a party, girls were already wasted when Beca and Stacie showed up and when you get a bunch of horny, slutty, wasted, underage, teen girls at a party, there is destined to be sex or at least some steamy make out seshs. And for Beca, she got the last option when she ran into a very intoxicated blonde who was in her math class and decided to swap spit with Beca on contact.

Even though the kiss tasted like vodka and a hint of mint gum which Beca assumed the blonde was trying to hide the smell of alcohol but failed miserably since the substance was fuming out of her pores, she still very much enjoyed the kiss. It was soft and the blonde was soft. There wasn't anything aggressive with the kiss and definitely wasn't an overload of saliva like there was with James. It was a perfect amount actually, sending shivers up and down the tiny brunette's spine and that, sent Beca on her way down the path to being very sexually confused.

Overall, Beca liked girls and she definitely thought Chloe was jaw dropping so the rumor of her being gay wasn't such a big deal.

The rumor that had her bouncing off walls was the one where her and Stacie were supposedly dating. It's not like Beca was embarrassed by it because let's face the reality, Stacie was smoking and the total package. Everybody, guy and girl would no doubt kill to be in Beca's position but that wasn't what mattered to Beca. What mattered was that Stacie was basically her sister. Just the thought of them dating felt like incest or something.

Chloe, Aubrey and whoever else was hearing this ridiculous rumor of the two, needed to hear the truth. She had to explain their situation ASAP before even more of the school found out.

That's why she is currently jogging through Barden's hallways, searching up and down, left and right for Chloe just to make things straight. Sadly, the passing periods were only five minutes so that barely gave Beca anytime to search while still making it on time to her classes. Deciding to give up on looking, Beca headed to her last class of the day. For some reason, when she was registering for senior classes, her previous school cut her short on the amount of electives she needed to graduate. It was too late in the year when she caught this on her transcript so, most of the elective classes were full. Having no other choice, she signed up for the only elective left that had open spots.

Choir 213, 14:00-15:00

Read on Beca's schedule. Sighing and putting the piece of paper back into her pocket, she walked down the hallways, searching for her next class and last class.

Beca walked her way down the hall until she made it to the room that had the same number listed on her schedule. She reached up her hand, connecting it with the door knob and with a slight twist, the door swung open. Right when she walked into the room, she noticed two giant speakers hanging from the ceiling. Below the speakers was a glass mirror, running along the wall at the back of the classroom, reflecting the stands that the students would stand in. There was a piano centered in the room along with other various instruments.

Beca slowly walked her way over to the stands so she could wait for class to start. There wasn't a lot of kids in the classroom when she entered but the ones that were there….total choir kids.

Beca even caught one of the students who was a tall, brown haired boy, singing the alphabet and looking into his throat with a mirror, checking his vocals every note.

Beca already had uneasy feelings about her current classmates.

She dropped her backpack and took a seat on one of the chairs that were placed on the stands. Just as she took a seat, the choir door swung open and she was greeted once again by Jesse and his annoying self.

Jesus Christ I can't get rid of him. Beca rolled her eyes but as she did so, she noticed that he wasn't alone.

Under his arm, placed snugly against his torso, with a gentle hand on his stomach was no other than Aubrey. Beca's eyes stretched wide when she saw the affectionate couple walk in and take a seat.

Beca tried to nonchalantly hide her face with a folder she brought out for class but failed when she locked eyes with the blonde walking in.

"Oh hey, Beca," Aubrey greeted, taking Jesse's hand in her's and walking to the row of chairs directly in front of Beca. The blonde and Jesse took a seat and Beca gave a tight lip smile, realizing she couldn't back out of this one. "I didn't know you could sing."

Beca gave an awkward laugh. "Yeahhhh...no I can't." She casually lied, placing the folder on her lap. She knew for damn sure she could sing but really, she never showed anyone else besides Stacie. She wasn't self conscious about her voice either especially, when Stacie would constantly repeat and quote, "you could be like the new Beyonce or something." Her friend would constantly bug her about starting a YouTube channel to get famous and even one time, Beca found a hidden camera in her bathroom just waiting for the brunette to expose her pipes.

"I needed one more class and surprisingly choir wasn't full yet." Beca sarcastically spoke, earning an eye roll from Aubrey.

"I see you met the one and only, moody grinch." Jesse turned around in his seat, making eye contact with Beca and his dorky smile brighter than the sun.

"You two have met?" Aubrey asked after noticing the amount of tension between the two already.

"Oh for sure! We met in anatomy," Jesse said in his annoying, cheery voice. "We are basically best friends."

Beca scoffed, wanting to again, slap that assumption right out of his mouth. No way in Hell would Beca ever associated herself with this boy. How could they be friends if ever time he spoke, she wanted to grind her ears with a cheese grater? Beca honestly didn't understand how a goofball like Jesse could hit it off with a girl like Aubrey. She was shockingly pretty with long blonde hair and green eyes and on top of that, she was a genius.

Jesse, well…. Jesse was Jesse.

Beca opened her mouth to protest against Jesse's ridiculous statement but was cut short when the choir doors swung open again.

This time when she lifted her head, her heart stopped and her mouth dropped open when she caught a glimpse of that fiery red hair that she spent the last half of school searching for.

"Hey guys…..Beca?" Chloe walked her way over to her friends while changing her focus to the brunette sitting behind Aubrey and Jesse.

Oh fuck meeee

Beca lips stretched into a face splitting grin, not even bothering to respond to the redhead now seated in front of her.

"I didn't know you joined choir," Chloe smiled brightly over her shoulder, crossing her legs over each other when she turned her head.

"Oh yeah!" It came out high pitched and hoarse. Beca mentally slapped herself at how fast Chloe could turn her into a nervous, babbling mess. Beca cleared her throat, not catching Jesse's suspicious smirk he was giving her. "I-I mean.. yeah. I s-sing you know…" she shrugged her shoulders, "time to time… you know?" Chloe was nodding faintly at Beca, mouth slightly opened while Beca tried to spit out her words.

"Wellllll-" Chloe spoke slowly, "-I really don't know but I will soon find out."

"You said you didn't sing, Beca," Aubrey added and Beca twisted her head to give Aubrey a scowl. Don't blow this Blondie.

"Is Stacie joining? You guys could do a cute duet or something." Beca winced at Chloe's words, not really wanting to picture her a Stacie giving a serenading performance. God, she had to tell Chloe that they weren't dating.

Opening her mouth to reply, the teacher came through the doors with a pile of stacked papers and placed them gently on the piano. "Welcome to our very last year together guys!" The teacher happily greeted the class with a beaming grin.

This woman looked like an old twenties; early thirties in age and had blonde hair, wrapped in a bun on the top of her head.

"I'm really excited about this year even though it's our last together." Beca could assume by that-that this class was a pretty close knit had to be singing together for a while. "It's extremely great to see all your familiar faces again and-" The teacher looked around the class at all her students and stopped mid sentence when she locked eyes with Beca. "Oh...looks like we have a new member." The teacher smiled and Beca returned it back with a half, fake one.

"What where?" Beca heard a girl ask from behind and had a heavy Australian accent.

"Why don't you introduce yourself-" The teacher walked over to the piano and grabbed a clipboard. She flipped through the pages and stopped when she landed on the right one, "-Rebecca Mitchell?"

"It's Beca." She corrected for the millionth time today. Obviously the school didn't read her father's note about the name she wanted to be called.

Beca slowly stood up from her seat with a tight embarrassed smile. "I'm Beca. I just moved here from Portland Oregon. Uhhh, I'm a senior?" Her last sentence was said like a question. She was always God awful at these sort of thing. Introductions? Cross her out please.

"You sure short stack?" The blonde who made the comment earlier interrupted. She was laughing and Beca rolled her eyes at the short joke she has heard multiple times today.

"Why don't we go around the room and introduce ourselves," The teacher suggested, walking over to the stool placed in the middle of the choir room.

Beca sat back down, trying to keep her snarky comments to herself about how they are in High School not Elementary. She hated these ridiculous 'ice breakers' teachers would make them do. The questions were basically molded into Beca's brain.

Where are you from?

What's your age?

Tell us something about you no one else knows, blah blah blah.

The students went around and introduced themselves and Beca was surprised to remember all of their names. There was Mrs. Abernathy, the teacher, but she allowed students to call her Gail. There was Jesse, Aubrey and the Australian blonde, Amy who preferred to be called 'Fat Amy." It took Beca a little off guard when the Australian introduced herself as that but, seemed to not bother her one bit. There was Jessica and Ashley who said a total of two words the entire period and that was only introducing themselves. There was Cynthia Rose, an African American with intense hair. The girl had the audacity to dye it half pink! Like come on that's risky.

And of course, there was Chloe.

Beca couldn't hide her excitement even if she wanted to when at any moment, she'd hear this gorgeous redhead sing. Everyone around school said that the girl had some major pipes and quite frankly, Beca was eager to see if what they were saying was true.

Sadly, the first day of classes, (except for fucking anatomy) were mostly spent reading off the syllabus and getting to know each other exercises so, the class didn't end up singing. It was weird too. She was actually pretty excited about singing with these kids. Just in that short amount of time, that group of misfits really grew on the tiny brunette.

The last bell of the day rang and all the students grabbed their supplies and headed out the doors. Once Beca threw her folders back into her bag, she looked up at Chloe who was talking to Gail about something and remembered that she had to set the rumor straight about how her and Stacie were not a couple.

Beca threw her bag over her shoulders and walked down the steps towards the redhead and teacher. Chloe looked away from Gail and turned her head to Beca, smiling.

Returning the smile, Beca walked her way over and stopped when she made it to Chloe.

"Hey, can I talk to-"

"Babe!" A loud voice boomed through the choir room, breaking Chloe's focus on the tiny brunette.

Twisting her head to the choir doors, a tall boy with brown hair and a letterman's jacket made his way over to Chloe and draped his arm around her shoulders.

"Hey Tom," Chloe replied, hooking her arms around his stomach and lifting herself up on her tippy toes to give him a kiss.

Instantly, Beca felt nauseous and her blood boiled with anger. Of course Chloe was dating a meat head who happened to be Barden's pro football player. The guy wasn't even good looking, with his stupid smirk and stupid face and stupid everything. Really, what was she even thinking? She could do so much better than him.

I'm….. so much better than him.

"What did you want to talk about?" Chloe said, breaking Beca out of her jealous, enraged thoughts.

Beca darted her eyes back and forth between Chloe and her boyfriend, clenching her jaw to keep her from saying anything she would regret. She sighed heavily, "Uhhh, I'll just talk to you later."

Chloe scrunched her face, confused at Beca's change in behavior.

"Oh...Okay. See you later th-"

Before Chloe could finish her sentence, the tiny brunette booked it out of the room, leaving everyone behind confused.

Beca rushed her way through the students and out to the parking lot where she parked her Jeep. Making it outside, she saw her tall leggy friend leaning against the door, filing her nails.

"Hey, Stace," Beca greeted, walking over to her friend. The brunette lifted her head up at the voice and smiled at Beca. Stacie grabbed her purse from the ground and shoved her filer into the bag. "Didn't you just get your nails done?" Beca asked, throwing her bag into the trunk of her jeep.

"Yes but the lady totally fucked up my pinky nail." Beca unlocked the doors and Stacie opened up the door to take a seat, showing beca her chipped nail in the process. "Bitches I swear."

Beca laughed at her friend while she started the vehicle, slowly looking over her shoulder and backing out of the parking space. The two made their way through the school parking lot and back on track to go home.

"So that rumor Stacie," Beca paused, turning the radio down in her jeep so Stacie could hear her. Her friend was currently hanging her arm out the window with the wind blowing majestically through her long, brown locks."We need to do something about that before it spreads like wildfire."

"Oh Beca, they don't care. Teenagers spread them all the time. It will fade before it even inflates buttttt, I agree. At least explain it to Aubrey and Chloe."

Beca nodded her head in agreeance. It didn't really matter that the school was assuming this rumor but as far as Chloe and Aubrey, the two people who Beca and Stacie currently have crushes on, they needed to clear the air between them.

"I guess there's a football game tonight and afterwards seniors are hosting this back to school bonfire thing. Of course Aubrey and Chloe are going to be there so if we do too, we can confront them and tell them the truth about everything. It's the start of a new year and though I'd love to date you because let's face it, you're hot." Beca rolled her eyes, smirking at her flirty friend next to her."But, I got my eyes set on a raging hot blonde and I know you have the hots for a certain redhead."

Beca snapped her head at her friend shocked. Just by the mention of Chloe's name, she felt her face heating up.

"Wh-what-"

"Save the stuttering, Becs," Stacie interrupted, unamused at Beca's pathetic ramble. "I saw the the number on her notes and I also noticed how awkward and nervous you got when she sat at the table. You only turn into blabbering mess when you like someone so at that moment, I realized that you want to pork this girl." Beca gasped and smacked Stacie in the stomach while she continued to laugh.

"I don't want to "pork" her Stacie! Whatever the fuck that means." Stacie opened her mouth to explain but Beca slapped her hand over her mouth. "Nor do I want to know." She removed her hand and was left with a mischievous smirk.

After controlling her laughing, Stacie turned her head and gave Beca a smile. Mirroring the action, Beca ran her fingers through her hair.

"Ladies and gents. She isn't just boobs!" Beca yelled through the wind, only to earn a smack to her stomach, similar to the one Beca gave Stacie.

Stacie winked and turned her eyes back onto the road. "Football and bonfire tonight. We will dress hot. We will crush this rumor that's going around and we will start this year off with a bang!"

The duo both cheered out the windows of Beca's jeep and into the open.

It was just some silly high school rumor.

How hard was it going to be?

Sort of a builder type chapter but I wanted to base a whole chapter on the bonfire and football game.

It's going to be fun ;)

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