Beca's point of view
I'm woken up by someone knocking on my front door rapidly. I groan as I see the time and turn around, hoping the person disturbing my nap goes away but I'm wrong. The knocking only gets harder and with more force.
,,Alright, I'm coming!" I yell and get out of bed grudgingly. I slowly make my way over to the front door and open it. I raise my eyebrows as I see my aunt in front of me. ,,What are you doing here?" She doesn't say anything and just storms inside, crossing her arms. I roll my eyes, close the door and turn around to face her.
,,So, I got a call from Luke Beale yesterday." She starts.
,,He called you?" She nods.
,,Yeah, he loved that little demo you left him." My eyes light up in joy. ,,I've underestimated you. I'd be proud if I actually cared about you."
,,But you don't, you hate me." My aunt says nothing, which only confirms it for me. ,,But I didn't lie about anything."
,,Oh, but chicken, you did. At least that's what Luke thinks, now that I've clarified."
,,What do you mean?"
,,I told Luke that it was Chicago's demo and that you stole it from him." I snicker.
,,That's ridiculous. Luke could clearly hear a woman's voice on that demo. How did you explain that it's actually Chicago's?"
,,Well, that's what he asked me too. I told him that Chicago wrote it but was too afraid to show this side of himself. Luke knows now that you recorded a song that's actually written by Chicago."
,,But you can't do that. That's my song, I wrote it, not Chicago."
,,It's Chicago's song. And Luke can't wait to see him perform it at the showcase." I'm too shocked to even react. ,,If you try to contact him, I'll deny everything and lock you in the basement. Then this tiny house is mine."
,,He can't sing."
,,No, but you can, can't you? We're going to record your voice, and Chicago will lip sync." I cross my arms now.
,,And still I wonder how you want to pull that off? I'm a woman, not a man. My voice is not as deep."
,,I bet you can figure that out for yourself. You're the musician, right?" I sigh because I know exactly how to do that. I just hate the idea of helping Chicago or my aunt. They hate me and never look out for me.
,,What if I don't want to do this?"
,,Don't you get snarky with me, you ungrateful toad. I saved your life."
,,You didn't do anything. My dad married your sister."
,,Yeah and then she died, all because they had to pick up something for you. I never asked to be your godmother and I don't want to have you around."
,,Something we agree on." I whisper.
,,Beca, if you don't sing I'm gonna find a way for that savings your dad left for you to disappear. That means, you forget about college and be stuck with me forever." I shiver at the thought. ,,So, Beca. As far as everyone knows, you can't sing. And no more talking to Luke or Chloe. Are we clear?"
,,I cannot promise that. I won't let you tell me who to see or not."
,,Okay, well I guess you don't want access to your savings." My aunt shrugs and walks towards the front door. I doubt but know that I have to do this. I can't have my aunt giving my savings away or spending it.
,,Wait." My aunt stops in her tracks and turns around to face me. ,,Okay, I will stay away from Luke." She crosses her arms now.
,,And Chloe."
,,Why do you want me to stay away from her? She doesn't even know it was my voice. She hasn't heard me sing, she's no threat."
,,Because your cousin likes her and you will only get in his way. I know you have been trying to get closer to her."
,,Is saying that I will try to stay away from her enough for now?" My aunt thinks for a moment.
,,Okay, but when you see Chicago approach her, you need to leave them alone. He deserves a girl like Chloe, not you."
,,Fine. I try to stay away from Chloe." I say and watch my aunt leave again. I swallow away the tears. Staying away from Chloe… I just agreed on something that is going to be the hardest thing I have to do. I open Whatsapp and scroll through our conversation. Well, I can still talk to her through messages, right? That way I'm still in touch with her, but I'm staying away. My aunt doesn't have my phone, so she won't even know, and maybe I can meet up with Chloe in secret? My aunt probably has people around Barden High to spy on me, just to prevent me from approaching Chloe.
Chloe's point of view
After talking with Beca and finishing my homework I make my way down to my dad's office to talk to him about the showcase. I really want to find a way to get the DJ from the radio into the showcase and he might have a way to find out who they are. As I make my way to the office I can hear him playing the demo over and over again. It's a really catchy tune and now this time I'm able to hear the voice of the person singing and I can't help but notice it sounds similar to the DJ that I like listening to. I knock on the door then wait for my dad to respond before just walking in.
,,Come in." I hear faintly through the door.
,,Hey dad, how is your day going?"
,,Hello there Chlobear, my day is going great and it's about to get even better."
,,And why is that?" I ask, curious about his change in mood. Typically he isn't always this relaxed when he is listening to music.
,,Because I found you an act for your showcase, and it will be one of the best for you. It's the person who made this Demo, they will be a great addition." I'm shocked to hear this because I've been wanting to find out since we got that song.
,,Really? you found out who it is? Tell me."
,,It's Chicago, his aunt told me that he made the song but was shy about putting himself out there in terms of the lyrics, so he had someone else sing for him but it's his beats and everything."
,,Are you sure about that dad? I mean, I've been around Chicago like you told me to do and he just doesn't seem musically inclined."
,,I guess some people just keep their skills more hidden than others, just give him a chance to show you what he's got he might surprise you." My dad says.
,,Because it's you I will give him a chance, but if it comes back to bite me in the ass for any reason I'm going to blame you, deal?" I say and stretch my hand out to shake.
,,Deal. Now was there something else you needed from me?" I almost forgot my point for coming in to talk to him today.
,,Oh yeah. Well, I was thinking about the showcase and there is a radio station I've been listening to recently and I was wondering if you could help me find out who the DJ is? And maybe have them help me with the showcase? Would you be able to help me find out who it is?"
,,I can see what I can do but I won't make any promises, it might take some time for me to find out who they are."
,,Thanks dad it means a lot to me, especially since you're making me do this showcase in the first place." I say trying to get him to understand my frustrations about it.
,,I know sweetheart but I'm just thinking about your future. Now, what does this DJ you like go by? I need a name so I can start doing some research." My dad says, seeming to understand my side.
,,They go by DJ Lil B, thanks again dad. I'll let you get to it. I will get back to my homework and then sleep. Goodnight, I love you." I say then make my way out of the office.
,,Love you too, Chlobear, and remember what I told you about Chicago." He yells after me on my way out. I make my way back up to my room and lay down on my bed thinking about what my dad said about Chicago. I really don't think he is capable of coming up with that song, but I guess tomorrow at school I will talk to him about it. Depending on his reaction I might be able to figure out if he actually is the one who wrote that song or if he's using someone else. I still can't believe that I get to work on my AP European history project with Beca; hopefully she will be as happy as I am to get to spend time with her. One thing I know is that this school year is going to be something more than I ever bargained for and I have my dad to blame and thank for it. I don't want to think about the showcase anymore so instead I get myself ready for bed and tuck myself in for the night with my phone and make sure to send Beca a message on Whatsapp telling her goodnight and that I'm looking forward to seeing her tomorrow to work on our project. After I send the message I put my phone on my nightstand then fall asleep with a smile on my face.