This is my first Pitch Perfect fan-fic! So I thought I would give it a try. I'm also currently working on another short story but this one has more humor and I'm planing on updating this as I go. I just recently jumped on board of the Bechloe ship, so I hope you enjoy :) reviews are always welcomed!

Bella's rehearsal wasn't just the same without their co-caption, Chloe, without here present for the past two hours all of the girls have become a Un-sync mess that only caused Aubrey to get exasperated at their failed repeating attempts to learn the choreography to the tired song 'Turn the Beat Around'. Chloe was the one who brought the moves and Aubrey had the pitch pipe; she couldn't teach both.

"All right, ladies, get into positions and we'll take it from the top!" The senior demanded when the girls began to protest.

"We've been on the same routine since rehearsals started. Can't we take a break?" Stacie begged leaning up against the stage.

Beca wiped her hand across her brow. "Seriously, Aubrey, we've gotten no where all afternoon, just throw in the towel already."

"Aca-scuse me but I'm the caption here!" Said Aubrey, "It's not my fault that Chloe's surgery to remove her nodes decided to get in the way of practice. Speaking of which, Beca, we need to talk after this."

Beca shrugged and took a gulp of water before handing the bottle to Fat Amy, who was panting like a dog licking her lips. "I should've taken that cardio tip more seriously…"

Aubrey turned away from the newly added scribbling on the grease board. "How much have you've done?" She asked Amy.

"You just saw it." Amy replied in a blunt tone. Aubrey groaned in frustration and threw her arms up to surrender to her group. "That's it, I'm calling it. You're all free to go now," The girls all filled the auditorium with sighs of relieve making a beeline dash to the swinging doors. "Except for you Beca. I have an important job for you."

A small smirk crept on Beca's lips. "Whatever you say your highness," She bowed to Aubrey's feet. "Does it involve a bowl of peeled grapes and making a mockery of myself?" She rolled her eyes sarcastically.

"Cut the bull shit Beca, this is serious," Aubrey clearly wasn't fooling around. Beca shot her an apologetic look and let her continue. "Later this afternoon Chloe is expecting to be release from the hospital and I was supposed to be the one to look after her this weekend but I'm flying back to Maine for a family wedding, so, I'm leaving you in charge of her while I'm gone."

Beca shook her head crossing her arms against her chest. "Uh huh! No way dude, she's your best friend!" She protested a mutter just when she tried to push past the older girls but she held her arm out blocking Beca's exit. "Chloe always talks about you none stop, Beca! I swear its like she's crushing on you," Beca's face turned red and her heart fluttered. "Out of all the Bella's you're the only one that I can trust to handle Chloe, and I don't want anyone getting into my stuff… I'll even lend you my car, under one condition, if I see such as one scratch—"

"… May my vocal cords be ripped out by wolves?" Beca cut her off. Aubrey scowled then pinched Beca's arm causing the small girl to yelp. "Or I'll make you do double the amount of cardio before and after rehearsals! Do we have a deal?" Beca nodded rubbing her hand up and down her arm and said. "Deal," How hard could this be?

"This better not leave a mark."