Chapter One

It all started with a glance.

To be completely honest, Beca wasn't interested in joining a club, or group, or any kind of college activity unless it was a DJ gig at the campus radio. Yet it was nicer walking around outside, getting to people watch and absorb the feeling of the grounds that would be her new home for the next six months, rather than hang out in her dorm with her new roommate in awkward silence.

A flash of red caught her eye.

Beca glanced to the movement, and saw a woman tossing her hair over her shoulder. She was a beautiful redhead, standing with a blonde and handing out fliers, and had gorgeous eyes and lips that –

Beca shook her head, momentarily puzzled by herself. What was she thinking? Her attention was caught by a gorgeous girl? She was straight, and definitely not looking for a college romance. She determined that she had not had enough sleep the night before, and mentally brushed the thought away. However, her curiosity was peaked, so she slowly made her way over to the two women to see what they were promoting.

An acapella group. Not something that she had considered, and most likely would be something that would take time away from mixing her sounds. And although, personally, she thought she was a decent signer, she wasn't overly interested in making her singing public. That was strictly limited to the shower, solo car rides, and the occasional spur of the moment bursts when she was home alone.

"You should really join," the redhead said with a smile as she pressed a flyer into Beca's hand. "What was your name?"

Beca's eyes flicked over the flyer, yet soon strayed back to the bright eyed woman explaining about making music with their mouths. A quick glance over to the blonde next to her, however, told her that she was not welcome in the group. That was fine by her.

"Beca. Um, thanks, but I don't sing," Beca replied, unable to stop the extremely brief apologetic smile that formed on her lips to the redhead. She turned quickly, and continued to make her way through the activity fair, mentally picturing the look of satisfaction that would be on the blonde's face right now. Chancing a quick glance back, she saw the blonde had already moved on and was talking to a large blonde girl. The redhead, however, was shooting Beca a glance at the same time. Beca held her gaze for only a second, barely registering the light fluttering that suddenly started in her belly, before shaking her head and refocusing on where she was going.

Chloe felt a pang of disappointment as the brunette turned away from their table. She didn't quite know how to explain it, but she just felt a really strong vibe from the petite woman, despite the tattoos and ear piercings.

She was vaguely aware of another student coming over to their table, and before refocusing, she spared one last fleeting look at the retreating figure. At that moment, the brunette glanced back over her shoulder at Chloe.

Chloe actually felt her breath hitch as they made eye contact for such a brief moment, before the woman turned back and continued on her way.

Hopefully, I will see her again, Chloe thought, as she turned to the blonde girl that was introducing herself to Aubrey.

She didn't allow herself to ponder why she was so interested in the thought of seeing the mystery girl again.

Well.

The first week of college was almost over.

It had been a somewhat successful week, as Beca had managed to score a gig at the college radio station, albeit considerably less glamorous than she had hoped. No air time, and hours spent sorting and stacking CD's. Not quite the kickass DJ role she was hoping for.

Well, I have to start somewhere, she reasoned with herself as she left her dorm room, heading towards the bathrooms. She was purposely going later in the evening, in the hopes of taking a peaceful shower without the chatter and bustle of twenty college girls all trying to shower and dress and fight for prime space in front of the two mirrors.

Hanging her towel on the hook outside her stall, Beca turned the knobs and allowed the heat and pressure of the water to cascade on her back. Steam fogged up around her, and she subconsciously lowered her guard, to simply enjoy a moment of peace.

As she started to lather up her bar of soap, her mind ran to the latest mix she was working on.

"I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose. Fire away, fire away…" she sang to herself, closing her eyes as the music took over her mind.

"You can sing!"

Beca gasped as her eyes flew open. The redhead from the acapella group stood before her, one hand clutching the side of the shower curtain and a wide grin on her face.

"Oh my god!" Beca tried desperately to cover her modesty, and the thought of getting up extra early to shower would have been a better idea shot through her mind. She tried desperately to look anywhere but at the naked, wet, beautiful woman before her.

Her brain then asked why she thought of the naked, wet woman as beautiful.

"You have to join the Bella's," the redhead stated as she reached forward to turn the water off.

"I can't concentrate on anything until you cover your junk," Beca begged, knowing that her face was most likely turning an unflattering shade of red. Her eyes flickered down at the woman's body, glimpsing a toned stomach and perfectly rounded breasts, before looking up to the ceiling and swallowing heavily.

It doesn't help when the redhead is telling her that Titanium is her lady jam, and it's all Beca can do to not let her mind create images.

"Seriously, get out," she tried again.

"Not until you sing for me," replied the redhead. She took a step closer to Beca, who instantly felt her heart rate increase.

Pausing for a moment, she looked into the woman's eyes to see encouragement, support and warmth. Drawing a slow, shaky breath, she softly began to sing the first few words of Titanium.

The redhead joined in, providing a higher pitch that blended perfectly with Beca's lower tone. The sounds of the song rose and fell, as their voices created a harmony that was beyond sweet to the ears. The music bounced off the shower tiles and wrapped around them, and Beca suddenly began to reconsider the thought of being in an acapella group. She kept her eyes trained on the redhead, noting how blue her eyes were.

As the final word echoed through the showers, the redhead beamed at Beca. "You have to try out for the Bella's. I won't take no for an answer."

"Okay, fine, whatever. I'll try out," Beca replied hastily, as the distraction of the music passed and she became well aware that they were both still very naked.

The redhead flashed another grin, and turned to leave. "Oh, and the name's Chloe," she called out over her shoulder as she exited the stall, the shower curtain flapping back to hang limply down.

Beca leaned back against the cool tiles of the shower wall, trying to process what had just happened. It appeared she had somehow agreed to audition for an acapella group. And despite the fact that she didn't have to show up, she could just bypass the audition and hit up a music store or do some more CD organising or even, god forbid, hang out at her dorm room with her roommate, she realised that she kinda wanted to see Chloe again.

Chloe. She didn't know why, but something about her intrigued Beca.

So it's started fairly similar to the movie to start with, but as it goes on, it will start to differentiate from the film, and get its own story going. Let me know if it's worth continuing!