A/N: I am not at all sure about what I am doing with these two. Writing is kinda slow and sticky, and while the idea is solid, I have a hard time with this. Feedback will be more than ever appreciated, tell me what you think and we may be able to finish this story at some point. I, at least, hope so. (Oh, and of course I own nothing - unfortunately.)

"Come on, open up, Beca. I know you're in there!" There was banging on the door, Beca could hear it even with her headphones on. And she could hear the tones of Chloe's voice even though she couldn't make out what she was saying. Not that it mattered, Chloe had warned her that this would happen if Beca decided to spent New Year's at Barden - she would hunt her down, kidnap her and bring her to the wildest party the campus had to offer.

Beca hadn't taken Chloe seriously, she had returned after Christmas - not tellling Chloe that she was back - and had thought the redhead would have had forgotten her threat over her own Christmas. No such luck. Chloe was again hammering on the door:

"Beca Mitchell. Get your ass to the door and open or... oh, hi, Jolene..." The door opened and Beca turned to it, surprised. Her roommate came in, followed by a dressed-up redhead whose bright blue eyes were firing sparks at the DJ at her laptop. Chloe pointed at Beca's headphones and the brunette slowly took them off. Chloe smiled coming over to her friend, bowing low so as to speak into Beca's ear. The younger girl squinted as if expecting Chloe to scream at her. Instead she heard the sultry voice of the redhead whispering:

"This ginger needs to get her party on - and you are coming with, sugar pie, or I'll have Amy make your life miserable at rehearsals." Beca had a hard time concentrating on the actual words that were being said, the feel of hot breath, the sexiness of the voice, Chloe's sheer proximity made her swoon just a little. She closed her eyes for a moment before answering:

"Amy would never do that. She loves me, I give her solos." She reasoned. Chloe smiled silently and then put one finger under Beca's chin to guide the brunette to face her. There was little space between their eyes, their noses, their lips and Beca felt her breath catch.

"Don't make me torture you, Becs. You do not know the dark powers of this ginger - you don't want to know them." This time Beca completely failed to catch any of what had been said, she just stared into Chloe's shining blue eyes. The skin around them crinkled as she smiled. She gave Beca a small peck on the lips and then pulled her up from her chair.

"Get dressed, Becs, the others are waiting." With these words she pushed Beca toward her closet and gave her a small smack on the behind. "Make it something sexy, if you please," was the last command Beca got from Chloe who then sat down at her laptop and listened to her latest mix - one that was called C123 and meant that she had already done 122 mixes of the same type, inspired by Chloe.

"THIS IS GOOD!" Chloe called over the music that blared into her ears. "LOVE THIS SONG!" She bobbed her head at Beca who smiled but only until she noticed the look she got from this year's roommate. If she had thought it couldn't get any worse than Kimmy Jin last year, she had been in for a surprise when she returned to campus and got Jolene as her new roommate. She was not Asian-American, she was not openly hostile, she was mean behind the back. Beca had found out the hard way when people started avoiding her and she later found out that Jolene had told them that Beca rarely showered.

'They should have asked Chloe, she would have told them...' Beca smiled at the memory and went back to ignoring her roommate.

Beca pulled some clothes out of her closet and threw them onto the bed. She gave the redhead a sign that she would go to the bathroom to freshen up and put on some make-up and Chloe nodded her head and kept on listening to Beca's mixes.

After Beca returned she changed. She didn't thnk much of it, after all, Chloe had seen her naked within the first mnutes of their acquaintance. There was little need for privacy after that. Chloe approved of the tight black jeans but insisted on Beca changing her top three times before she gave her consent to a red tank top and matching shirt. Chloe liked that color on her friend, she also liked the display of cleavage it afforded - but she didn't tell Beca that.

They left for the party. Even though Chloe had left college earlier this year to get a job, she still enjoyed her trips to campus since she didn't live far away. She kept in touch with the Bellas and the social life on campus. But the most important thing for her had become her friendship with Beca, especially since Aubrey had left to continue her studies at Yale. They usually spent the weekend together, exploring the surrounding areas, going to concerts or the occasional movie (Beca still wasn't much into them but it was usually fun with Chloe, everything was more fun with Chloe).

"So, what's the plan for tonight?" Beca asked as she slipped her arm into Chloe's as they walked over the busy campus. Every fraternity and sorority seemed to have their own party going, and the people not belonging to either just celebrated wherever. Everybody seemed drunk or on their way there, every few minutes some guys would come over to them to try to get them to party with them or just to flirt with them, or hook up wth them or whatever. Chloe didn't stray from her way, though, she had a plan but she didn't seem willing to share it with Beca.

"You'll see," was what she said to her friend and lead her over the campus. Beca soon caught on where they were going, though: the pool. And it wasn't a big surprise that her fellow Bellas waited there together with the Trebles, the Harmonics and even the High Notes. It reminded her of aca-initiation night and a laugh bubbled over when she thought of her own very memorable initiation.

"Why are you laughing, Becs?"

"I just thought... of a very drunk Chloe Beale at my aca-initiation... you said we were going to be fast friends..."

"And I was right - as always." They both laughed. As they neared the festivities, their friends started whooping and yelling - it had nothing to do with the wonderful music they usually made. A certain blonde was especially overjoyed to see them, she was very thin, very tall, and very loud at this moment.

"Beca!Chloe!" It sounded more like Bechloe when she called their names and Beca snorted a laugh. They had only just climbed down into the pool when Aubrey threw her arms around them.

"Chloe! Chloe! Chloe!" She yelled at them and the two smaller women laughed about the usually controlled ex-Bella.

"I'm happy to see you, too, 'Brey!" Chloe assured her friend. Others greeted them, all of them knew Beca - she was the Queen Bee of a cappella music at Barden - and most knew Chloe as well, the newbies being the exception. Soon enough they were dancing, and drinking and something akin to singing.