The bell rang and Aubrey reluctantly stood to walk over to the door. Just as she filed out of the room with the rest of the students, she noticed Chloe. Beca stood by her side and Aubrey cringed again. Dealing with Chloe was bad enough—now she had to deal with Chloe's posse as well.

Despite everything that Aubrey had said before homeroom, Chloe perked up when she spotted the blonde, bouncing over to her as if nothing had happened. Beca followed her slowly and with a bored expression on her face, though she allowed a small smile in Aubrey's direction.

"Hola chica," Chloe greeted happily. "The three of us have the same history class! This is going to be a great year I can already tell. If we sit by each other then we're probably going to always be assigned as partners for projects. I heard that Mr. Tether assigns a lot of group projects."

"I'll be sure to sit as far away from you as possible," Aubrey muttered, praying that her schedule just had a typo and she was actually in a different history class than Chloe. "Do you have any other classes together?" she asked, crossing her fingers and praying even harder that the answer would be no.

Chloe nodded. "Yeah. Other than history, we have math, Spanish, and gym together." Aubrey nearly choked.

"What's wrong, Aubrey? You don't like us? Huh, weird. I would've thought that Chloe managed to seduce you into doing whatever she wanted," Beca stated.

"Please leave me alone," Aubrey said. She was surprised at how polite it came out.

Beca put her hands up in mock-surrender. "Whatever you say."

"Here we are!" Chloe said. Aubrey quickly jerked herself into the classroom to avoid being pushed into it by Chloe. The brunette and redhead followed her in, taking seats at an empty table at the back of the room.

Aubrey felt her heartbeat quicken. Her lips formed a tight line and her stomach twisted as she realized that the room was full, other than one seat. She balled her hands into fists—she would not sit next to Beca and Chloe. Not only would that mean having to put up with them all year, but it also meant that they would possibly be assigned the same group projects and she hated that thought more than anything at the moment.

She contemplated asking someone to switch seats with her, though she could already feel bile at the back of her throat and didn't trust herself to try speaking. Defeated, she hung her head and took the seat next to Chloe at the table she and Beca were at. The two shared amused looks as Aubrey hid her face, trying to calm herself before she threw up and embarrassed herself in front of everyone.

"We're really not that bad," Chloe said quietly. Aubrey looked up at her in disbelief. "Really."

"Yeah. We're rad as fucking hell," Beca chimed in.

"Beca, there's a reason I'm trying not to swear," Chloe replied, motioning to Aubrey with one hand. Beca's mouth formed an 'oh' as she caught on. "So, Aubrey, what do you do for fun?"

"I read or study," Aubrey said quickly, wishing Chloe would just stop talking, but knowing that now she never would.

"Oh."

"That's boring," Beca deadpanned. "You should hang out with us after school today. We'll show you what the meaning of fun is."

"I'd rather not. Besides, after today, Chloe's going to finally leave me alone," Aubrey reminded the ginger.

"Yeah, but, like, what if we're assigned as partners? I can't really leave you alone if we have to work on a project together," Chloe pointed out.

Aubrey really should have just asked someone to switch seats with her. Even if she had thrown up, it would have been on the person's desk, and no one wants to sit on a desk that someone just threw up on. It would have been a win-win situation and she was idiotic enough not to have taken it. Now she was stuck with Beca and Chloe.

Gym. She had always hated it, and she knew that now she would hate it even more. For a split second she scolded herself for being so judgmental and horrible towards Chloe. The redhead was only trying to be her friend, only trying to welcome her kindly, yet Aubrey was acting as if she was the reason her hamster escaped its cage and was found squashed in the middle of the street the next morning when she was five.

Still, Aubrey knew it was just part of her personality—she was just a hypocrite. A walking double-standard. With a sigh, she looked around, seeing that all of the other girls had left and she was alone, still standing in just her bra and underwear. She was going to be late, and it was all Chloe Beale's fault for invading her thoughts of her hatred towards gym.

"You're going to be late," a voice said. She jumped in surprise and turned to see none-other-than Chloe herself, arms crossed as she leaned her shoulder against the end of a wall of gym lockers. "Nice bra."

"Shut up," Aubrey said impulsively. With yet another sigh, she mumbled, "Sorry." Chloe walked over to her, standing in front of her and blatantly taking in her form. "What do you want?" Aubrey snapped, not caring if she was being rude or not—she didn't want to get detention her first day.

"You have a nice body, y'know," Chloe said honestly. She took another step forward and Aubrey stepped back until her back slammed against the line of lockers. Chloe leaned in so that her mouth was at Aubrey's ear. "What's wrong? You seem bothered by something."

Aubrey swore in her head and refrained from cursing out loud. Her skin was on fire—it was the embarrassment of the situation. That was it. That was all it possibly could have been. She looked around to see if she could have wriggled her way from Chloe. As if she had sensed Aubrey plan, Chloe put both hands next to each of Aubrey's shoulders, trapping her.

Chloe let out a small laugh and the sound sent a shiver down Aubrey's spine. "C'mon, tell me what's wrong," Chloe said. The bell rang and it snapped Aubrey back to reality as she shrieked. Startled, Chloe stepped back.

"I'm late! That's what's wrong you fucking cow!" Aubrey shouted, throwing her shirt on and feeling tears stinging at her eyes. She wasn't sure if she was about to cry because she was late, because she had just shouted "you fucking cow" at Chloe, or because a small part of her had wanted to stay backed against the lockers for just a bit longer.

As she finished pulling her shorts on she ran out of the locker-room, followed by Chloe who finally snapped out of whatever dazed she had been sent into when Aubrey shouted at her. She chased after Aubrey as the blonde bounded down the hallway and then up the stairs that led to the gymnasium. "Aubrey, wait!" The blonde had already managed to get up the stairs and Chloe stopped running. "I'm sorry."

chloehuh: Ayyy, no problem(: And yes, yes she is. Anna Camp is so cute too, especially with her overbite, and this is where I stop obsessing before I write a fanfic based solely on how adorable the two of them are.

Cookierhys10: An evil Aubrey, of course. And oh, Rebekoline is Rebekah Mikaelson x Caroline Forbes, from The Vampire Diaries :D