AN: Hey guys! So, I just entered the author's world of fanfiction, so yeah. You know, I have this hudge obsession with Pitch Perfect, and I've had an idea in my head for days now, so I thought well, why not try and write it down? This is my first fanfic and English isn't my first language so, like Emily would say: let's not be dicks about it. Just kidding, feel free to tell me if you thing it sucks or if you think it's awesome. I don't know if I'm going to write more or not, I just wanted to post this so I could get it out of my head. If you guys like it, I would continue and make a multi-chapter out of it, so let me know. Here it goes.

Beca Mitchell was sitting on her bed with her headphones on, triying to find some songs the Bellas could use for Worlds. They just came back from the dean's office and, as soon as they entered the house, Beca ran upstairs to her room to start working on their set. The other Bellas had stayed downstairs and were talking about their need to win the Worlds if they wanted to be reinstated. The little situation with Fat Amy made them unable to participate in the ICCA's, unless they won the World Championship of Acapella, witch wouldn't be easy because of Das Sound Machine, the German group.

Beca had been working for half an hour when she started to hear, through her headphones, some yelling coming from dowstairs. She took them off and tried to understand what was being said, but she only could hear pieces of it. She could make out Cynthia's, Stacie's, Fat Amy's and Chloe's voice, who were screaming at each other.

"Chloe... calm down!... not... fault!", Cynthia said.

"If we... Bellas... over!", Chloe answered.

"All... ok, Chloe, …... will make it.", Stacie tried.

"... right, Shorty... and we'll win!", Amy added.

"Beca... checked out! …. don't... going on... her!", Chloe talked again.

At this, Beca put her laptop aside and started to stand up from her bed, and just before she could reach the door, a completely breathless Amy slammed the door open.

"Beca, you have to go down, Chloe is freaking out like a crazy bitch! She almost bit me just because I said that the Germans aren't so good!"

Beca looked at Fat Amy and rolled her eyes and without a word, she went down. The yelling started to become clearer and now she could understand every word the others were saying. When she entered the kitchen, she almost turned around by the sight. Stacie, Cynthia Rose and Jessica were standing by the oven while Ashley, Flo and Lilly were sitting by the kitchen table. Chloe was pacing around in the middle of the kitchen, moving her hands in all directions and being completely out of herself. Beca stood by the door and watched.

"I mean, the Bellas are my life, what do we do if we don't win? This can't be happening! Oh my God, and those Germans are so good, we're never gonna beat them! What are we gonna do?"

The other Bellas gave up on triying to calm Chloe down and were just looking at her like she was crazy. A few minutes passed, and Beca decided she'd had enough. She put her fingers between her lips and whistled loudly, what made all the Bellas turn around and look at her. Even Chloe stopped moving for a moment. But, just like that, she started moving and yelling again, while the other Bellas looked at Beca with pleading eyes.

"Okay, guys, everyone out", Beca said, "leave me alone with her, I'll handle this."

Cynthia, Flo, Jessica and Ashley started moving. Stacie looked at Chloe and then again at Beca, who gave her a nod. Lilly and Flo started to leave too, while Chloe kept complaining. Stacie, who was the last one to leave, stopped by Beca's side and whispered her a 'good luck'.

Beca entered the kitchen, closed the door and walked to the table. She sat down and started to look at Chloe, who didn't seem to notice that everyone had left except for Beca.

"Chloe...", Beca tried, "Could you relax for a moment, please?"

"WHAT THE HELL BECA, HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO RELAX? DID YOU HEAR ANYTHING THEY JUST TOLD US?", Chloe yelled.

"Chloe, you need to stop screaming and stop pacing around, you're making me crazy and I can't talk to you like this."

Chloe stopped screaming, but she kept talking without even taking a breath.

"Becs, how am I supposed to not be freaking out after this? This is a disaster! The Bellas are an institution and we just ruined it, I ruined it!"

Beca walked to Chloe, who was still moving, and tried to calm her down.

"Chloe, we're gonna win this thing", she explained, "We've always made it through everything, we're a team and-"

"No, Beca, you don't understand!", Chloe stated exasperated, "This is all my fault! If I hadn't made that coreo, if I hadn't put Amy up there, this wouldn't have happened!"

Beca was starting to be annoyed by Chloe's complains, and she rolled her eyes at every sentence Chloe was saying.

"... I am responsible for this, the Bellas are over because of me! How am I ever gonna make this right? If we don't win, we-"

Chloe didn't get to finish that sentence. With two fast steps, Beca walked over to her, grabbed Chloe by her shoulders and pressed her lips to the readhead's. Chloe's eyes shoot open in surprise, but she clossed them quickly and kissed Beca back. They were kissing for almost a minute when Beca broke apart. Chloe was almost disappointed when Beca broke the kiss. She looked ad the brunette with a questioning face, and Beca started to blush a little.

"I'm sorry, Chlo, I just didn't know how to make you shut up. I want to talk to you but you keep saying it's your fault and bla bla bla so... yeah." She shrugged.

"You just kissed me to shut me up? Seriously, Becs?", Chloe looked at Beca with a serious face, though she didn't seem angry.

Beca smirked at Chloe as she answered.

"It worked, didn't it?"