A/N: Hey guys! Here's the next chapter! I'm planning to update with a chapter everyday unless otherwise noted.

Thanks for following the fic so far! This chapter has the aca-initiation night with a special feature on Amy in between.

Songs featured on the chapter are 'Wonderwall' by Oasis and 'Torn' by Natalie Imbruglia. If you have a song in mind you want to see featured, don't be shy to shoot me a message or anything ;) I'm thinking of featuring five songs next chapter and I'm still trying to figure out some song I want to include. Just nothing after 2011 so that we have it following the same timeline as the movie :D

Sorry for the long notes, this is the last long one, I promise! Reviews and comments are always appreciated.

PS: If you've heard of 'the 100 mess' do know that some good came out of it, fans have been raising funds for the Trevor Project since the episode that devastated all aired and we have now reached above 100K for donations. So, if I can have you guys tweet TREVOR PROJECT 100K to trend the topic and raise awareness that would be awesome! I also encourage that if you could donate, no matter how little, I can assure you it would go a long way :D

I don't own pitch perfect.

Beca was actually having a not so terrible time – because no, she won't admit that she was actually having fun, she won't let her father get his way with things.

Amy was proving to be a good roommate that Beca can't really complain. She seems loud at first, and Beca was afraid she's be a party girl or she'd start crossing her unspoken boundaries for no reason. But Amy didn't. It was like she understood and gave Beca her space, although every now and then she will disrupt whatever it was Beca was doing, aka mixing, but Amy quickly learned not to disturb the tiny brunette when she's in her zone.

Stacie, like Amy, was also quickly becoming one of her – dare she say the word? – friends. She spent a lot of time in their room whenever she was around.

Given, it's been about two weeks since classes started, a week since their first Thursday night dinner together, and somehow, some way, Beca was proven wrong.

She thought she'd be suffocating by now, by the pressures, by the crushing hopes and dreams placed upon her. But to her surprise, it felt like she was breathing fresh air for the first time.

Maybe she had Luke to thank for that, for giving her the three hour midnight run at the station – which had actually grown popular over the weekend. Her step-brother was still definitely giving her the hardest of time at the internship by day but by night, he had given her the best gift, the ability to express herself through music. Her creative freedom.

Then of course there was Chloe.

Just thinking about the redhead made Beca feel at peace. No, there was still no news about the auditions, but at least there was the short and simple interactions she's had with Chloe over the week. A wave, a smile, sometimes a playful wink even, all thrown towards her direction whenever they bumped into each other on the way to classes.

"Is that a smile threatening to crack that stoic facial expression of yours Becky?" she heard Luke say. She was on her way back to their dorm, struggling to carry the bags of Chinese food she bought for their Thursday dinner. Luke didn't hesitate to grab two of the four bags she was carrying and walked with his step-sister. Beca quirked an eyebrow – it was her way of silently getting Luke to stop teasing her – and Luke simply shrugged. "You planning a party?"

"No. Just dinner with my roommate and a neighbor of ours." Beca simple

"Beca Mitchell, you don't do dinners." Luke noted.

"I do when they essentially paid for mine a week ago." Beca replied. "You know I pay my debts Luke, why do you think I'm here in the first place. I keep my word with deals and such."

Luke chuckled. It was the truth. "Here I thought you just wanted to hang out with your awesome step-brother?" he teased some more.

"I didn't know I had one." Beca quipped.

"Ouch." Luke said, holding the door open for Beca once they reached her dorm. "That hurts."

"Well, quit it with the teasing." Beca replied.

"I'm just happy you're making friends Becky." Luke said, leaning on the wall outside of Beca's room, his tone sincere, but the stupid smug on his face makes it hard for Beca to take anything he says seriously sometimes.

"Oho, what do we have here." she heard Amy say before Beca turned her attention to the Australian right behind them along with Stacie, the two currently appraising Luke and trying to figure out who he was. It looked like they just got back from classes themselves. But more importantly, it looked like Beca was about to go do some explaining.

And she wasn't really fond on explaining things about her personal life.

"You must be Becky's friends." Luke greeted. "Between you and me, don't call her Becky, she'll but your head off." he added, handing Amy the bags of food he took from Beca. "The name's Luke by the way."

"I'm Stacie." the tall brunette quickly introduced herself, offering a hand to Luke seeing as Amy's hands were now fully occupied. "This is Amy."

"Nice to meet you guys. Anyways, gotta run Becs! That was a nice side trip. Catch you later!" Luke said, taking that as his cue to leave.

And of course the first question out of Stacie and Amy's mouths were "Beca, who is he?"

"And here I thought we suffer the same plight." Stacie commented.

"What on earth are you going on about Stace?" Amy asked before turning her attention to Beca. They were quickly settling in on the floor, passing around food packages. "The boy who's a friend is hot shorty. You're not getting away until you answer the question. Is he the reason why you've been sneaking in and out at night? Okay, maybe I never see you sneak out because I'm mostly not here, but you've been coming back from God knows where at like 4 am Beca?"

The quick answer was both yes and no.

Yes, since Luke gave me the DJ gig, and no, not because of whatever it is that you think is happening.

Also, technically she makes it back to the dorm room at like 3:45 am. But who cares on the specifics.

But Beca didn't say that out loud.

Instead she took a deep breath. She wanted to make this fast, quick, and simple. "Okay, first off, Luke's my step-brother. Got that?"

Stacie and Amy nodded, both already digging in.

"Second. You're supposed to be asleep, Amy." Beca commented. "But I have a thing and that's it. Luke may or may not be involved in it too. But it's more of a private thing, yeah?"

The two once again nodded.

"Good. Now that's out of the way, don't even think about dating the step-bro."

"No worries Beca, I have a different blonde in mind." Stacie replied with a wink that only Amy seemed to have grasped. "But I think it's kind of cool. He's you're step-brother but the two of you get along well."

"Yeah, he seems like a nice guy too. And don't worry shorty, this hottie is already busy with too many of her men. You're step-bro is safe. Although I can't promise anything if he can't resist my charms."

"That… that'll do." Beca replied uncertainly but she was just happy that the both Stacie and Amy decided to drop the topic. Instead they started speculating about the results of the auditions.

That pretty much kept them busy for some time and Beca was just glad that even with trying to include her in the conversation, they didn't force her to speak or talk about anything at all.

So maybe Luke was right, it was fine to go ahead and dare speak it.

She was making friends.

The rest of night was busy quickly doing the bare minimal to get her homework done – Beca wasn't going to let her dad blame Luke for giving her the DJ gig if she failed to do at least decent if not acceptable grades.

It was around eleven thirty when Beca dressed up to leave. Amy looked to be sound asleep in her bed – the blonde vehemently promised to not pry about Beca's late night activities before turning in early on Beca's insistence.

The walk to the radio station wasn't bad, and truth be told it was a walk that Beca enjoyed. The campus was relatively safe at night with campus security in constant patrol, so that was one thing Barden had going. "Looking forward to tonight's set Becs." Matt greeted her as she entered the station just as he left.

Beca smiled a little. The half-smile she at least gave out as a privilege of the few people who know her. "Say hello to Luke for me!" she greeted back. Matt was, like Luke, a senior at Barden. They've known each other since freshmen year and have become flat mates and best buds. She's met Matt before a few times too, before Barden. He was a pretty decent guy in Beca's opinion.

And she was pretty lucky too. Matt had the shift before her while Luke took over after Beca so the secret of the Midnight DJ was kept safe.

Beca was soon back in the booth, the first song on her list immediately playing after her intro.

Today is gonna be the day
That they're gonna throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you gotta do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do about you now

It was time to work her magic yet again, and she couldn't be happier.

She knows. She promised she'd leave Beca be.

But she really needed to know.

Can anyone blame her?

Even Stacie agrees.

The rather reclusive Beca Mitchell has a secret and May was itching to find out.

It wasn't as if she just couldn't let her roommate have her privacy, no, it wasn't like that. It was more like a high really. Beca barely spoke much to them. Beca barely had any people around her. She saw a guy have lunch with her with juice pouches once but from Amy's point of view it was more like the tiny brunette tolerated his presence at that point.

And it felt different with them.

She and Stacie had talked about it, Beca. Her walls, her distance. They respected it and agreed to keep her as comfortable as possible, and they were rewarded with Beca letting them closer one inch by painful inch at the slowest pace possible. Still, that was something. That was why Amy thinks of it like a high or something.

They didn't even know Beca had a step-brother and really it was that revelation, the one she trusted the two of them that drove Amy on an obsessive-compulsive train of thought. Well, that and whatever the reason behind Beca showing up at the auditions for the acapella teams – that was kind of out of nowhere for Amy considering Beca didn't show much interest about it.

Which brings the case at hand. What could Beca be doing in the dead of night? Under the pretense of throwing out the trash, she made a plan with Stacie. Yes, they respected her boundaries but no, they won't wait forever until they find out what it was.

Amy snuck out of her room as soon as Stacie – who was hiding by the stairwell all stealth mode – gave her the clear.

Stacie [11:32]: she's in the elevator, meet you at the ground floor

Amy soon found her way out the building with her newly dubbed partner in crime, walking at a set pace to make sure that Beca doesn't notice them.

"Do you really need the headphones on Stace?" Amy asked looking a little curious at why Stacie has her earbuds on.

"Sorry, but I've been staying up late to catch the midnight show for the campus radio station. Who knew Barden had a secret awesome DJ?"

"Oh, do you mean the Midnight DJ? That's what they're calling him."

"Or her. No one knows."

"Right, I've been listening in every other night." Amy replied, to which Stacie offered an earbud that she gladly accepted, it was still the other DJ finishing his set, so they haven't kissed anything. "You're right, they playlists are all really good. Some of them sound like original mixes of popular songs, I've never really heard them on the radio before. They have minor tweaks but it really made all the difference."

"Amy, you don't think…" Stacie started to say before Amy stopped on her tracks. Stacie looked around and saw they were standing outside the campus radio station. "No way."

Amy didn't give any other answer. They both scrambled towards the nearest tree to hide when they saw someone heading out. Her heart beating fats against her ribcage out of fear at the thought that Beca found them.

She made a mistake of almost touching Beca's precious headphones to sneakily listen to one of her own private playlist of mashups and mixes and well… let's just say what followed was the scariest moment of her life that words couldn't even describe it.

"Just some guy, it's not Beca." Stacie said.

"Good." Amy mumbled after a moment's peace.

The two of them debated for a while on whether or not they should chance sneaking in the station as soon as Beca's set started. They needed to know for sure. After much deliberation, they decided that Stacie was the one to check if the door was unlocked and if they could enter unseen from Beca.

Back beat, the word is on the street
That the fire in your heart is out
I'm sure you've heard it all before
But you never really had a doubt
I don't believe that anybody feels
The way I do about you now

Stacie was bobbing her head along the music as she waved for Amy to come closer, signaling her message. Amy was a little apprehensive of walking towards her – what if it was a trap and Beca had already spotted them? – but nevertheless made her way.

Thankfully Beca hasn't noticed anything.

But lo and behold there she was at the booth working her magic. And more than that, she actually looked happy. Not grumpy, not stoic, not angry, not annoyed, but happy.

And all the roads we have to walk are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that I would
Like to say to you
But I don't know how

There was an actual smile on her face, the most pure and genuine smile that Amy has only noticed on her during the audition. It made her smile as well. "We should probably head back." she then whispered feeling that she was actually intruding upon something sacred for her roommate and feeling a little guilty for snooping.

"Yeah, I think we should." Stacie replied with the smile that Amy had.

It was an understanding between them.

They were a part of the few who knew Beca Mitchell's secret, and they were sure to keep it.

Because maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all
You're my wonderwall

The song was stuck in Beca's head all day after getting a text from Chloe earlier. They bumped into each other again at the coffee shop and the redhead had pretty much snatched her phone and tried to figure out her passcode – it was the very lazy upgrade from 1234 that is 5678 – to save her number and miscall her own phone.

"You could have just asked." Beca said with a chuckle.

"You could've said no. Anyways, keep your schedule light tonight, okay?" the redhead chirruped.

"Uh, what time? And why? I'm kind of busy." Beca replied with a mixture of emotions. Confused, curious, and if possible guilty as an effect of the pout that Chloe threw her way.

"You don't exactly strike me as the most social person ever Beca." she teased.

"It's more of a work thing." she replied with all honesty.

"Can you try to get out of it, for me?"

"Can I ask why?"

"It's a surprise. Just be at your dorm room tonight and dress as nice as always." she replied with a wink before turning to leave. "I'm accepting that question as a yes, by the way."

"So that I can't say no?" Beca called out and Chloe gave a thumbs up. She chuckled. Chloe Beale sure was something.

Beca quickly tried to get Luke to cover her midnight DJ gig – at least the first hour – in case she doesn't make it, catching him just in time before the start of his afternoon shift.

"And why, may I ask?"

"I might need to be somewhere else." Beca replied uncertainly.

There was a Luke of confusion in looks eyes before realization – of whatever it was – dawned upon him. "No worries. Have fun, not too much though. I'm happy for you Becs, in all seriousness." he then said giving her a quick side hug before releasing her and telling her – in his best stern boss voice – to get back to work.

Pretty much the rest of the day was spent wondering on what it could be that Chloe was up to.

A few hours later though, Beca did find out.

After practically being abducted from her bedroom with along with Amy she soon found herself getting initiated into the Barden Bellas as an acapella singer.

Seriously, they couldn't have just sent us an email or text? And what is up with this pledge-vow thing?

Beca wasn't sure on whether or not she would be amazed, amused or concerned at the cult-like initial ritual that was aca-initiation. Luke said have fun, did he know what was going to happen? How was she going to have fun with what was going on?

But all her questions were answered as soon as she found herself standing at the huge party with all of the other acapella teams. Luke couldn't have just told her any of this?

Not bad. Not what I expected form a bunch of acapella nerds, but not bad.

"Oh my…" Amy said as she pulled Stacie to the side of their group. "That's why she joined!"

Stacie looked to where Amy was subtly pointing at before she let out a chuckle. Chloe and Beca were talking with each other, Chloe pulling her close for a minute. Honestly, Stacie thought the redhead would kiss her, she did have a few drinks in already. "You just notice, the chemistry between the two are always of the charts. Didn't you see how Beca was only looking at her during her audition?" she whispered.

"No, I wasn't really paying attention to that. Why didn't Beca say anything? Was she afraid we would reject her? I mean, we could be planning of ways of getting them together right now!?" Amy exclaimed, trying her best to keep her voice down.

"I don't think she knows." Stacie replied matter-of-factly with a sad smile.

"Ugh, we're going to have to either wait or spell this out for her, aren't we?" Amy then said.

"In due time." was what Stacie replied all knowingly.

Jesse just left offering to get her a drink before making a joke about how it was inevitable that they would end up together.

It was a joke, right? He couldn't possibly be serious?

Her original plan was to actually follow Chloe after the redhead had left to get herself a drink of her own. But then Jesse showed up trying to pull off his own personal brand of charm.

Her eyes searched the crowd with hopes of finding Chloe only to be disappointed.

She's found Chloe alright.

But she was currently locking lips with her boy toy in the shower.

It was a bit irrational. Leaving the party after that. She still had Amy and Stacie to hang out with but she just wasn't feeling it anymore.

It was only a quarter past twelve, and Beca really didn't want to be alone. She didn't know why but it felt like someone just punched her in the gut, getting the wind knocked out of her.

No wait. That felt inadequate. It was more like a ten-wheeled truck had ran over her.

And she couldn't understand why.

Yes, she was a little upset at seeing Chloe be with some guy, a guy who's probably her boyfriend anyways, but she couldn't understand why she had to be upset about it. She had no right.

She found herself standing outside the station sooner than she expected and went inside. Luke was, unsurprisingly, doing a fine job of taking over her shift for a while. He was inside the booth, sipping on a cup of coffee before he noticed Beca and waved her over, his expression changing from a smile to worry in less than 10 seconds flat.

I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor

Music filled the booth as Beca huffed and slumped down her chair. "What's wrong Beca?" Luke asked, his tone serious. She must've had a hell of an expression on her face to get him that concerned.

Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see
The perfect sky is torn
You're a little late, I'm already torn

"Nothing." Beca lied. "Just not feeling the party really, mind if I take over the shift from this point?"

"It's your show." Luke pointed out with a light smile. "Sure you don't want to talk about it?"

"I'm fine Luke." Beca said with a dismissive trend.

Luke was about to say something when a call came in just at the tail end of the song. It's been a part of the program since Monday. Luke made a pre-recorder prompt for the caller to keep Beca's identity a secret while she received requests and kudos for a job well done.

"Hey Mystery DJ." the caller said, a faint noise of background music quickly disappearing in the background of the call.

Beca immediately sat up, something that didn't escape Luke. She knew the voice by heart.

It was Chloe.

"I was wondering if you could grant me a request? I heard you playing 'Wonderwall' last night, and well, it feels appropriate at the moment. Could you play it again for a fan?"

Beca was quick to oblige and Luke chuckled as Chloe hang up. He didn't tease though. "I'll leave you to it Beca." he said with a knowing smile as Beca took over with renewed vigor.

Maybe the night wasn't so bad after all. She just became a Bella – although what that meant to her, she still wasn't sure – and she has a rather popular radio show. So… what was she being all mopey about again?

She had to put on a good set for her listeners. That was what was important for now.

Especially to a certain redhead she didn't want to disappoint.