Beca trudged up the steps to her dorm, practically dragging her exhausted body up the last two and through the door. Between running Bellas practice and trying to actually keep up with classes she was so busy she hadn't slept properly in weeks. Even though she had all this new responsibility she refused to give up putting time aside for mixing because it was that important to her. Priorities always switched when you started college, she knew that, but she would not give up her long held goal of becoming a music producer.

The only person who really seemed to encourage her was Chloe, probably because she was genuinely impressed with the mixes that Beca had let her listen to. At first she had been nervous about letting Chloe hear them because her opinion really mattered, she was actually very knowledgeable about music. She and Jesse were the only friends at school who had heard her stuff but somehow it felt more personal when she had handed over her headphones to the redhead. Sometimes she hated how eager she was for Chloe to approve of her. It made her vulnerable and that was a feeling she hated because of her past experiences.

When she topped the last flight of inside stairs she could see her door all the way down at the end of the hall. It looked so far. She took a break and leaned against the wall, bemoaning the aching feeling in her head. She hadn't had much caffeine since she had been too busy to stop at her usual time. It was taking a toll on her since she usually had three cups of coffee and a redbull in her system by now.

Her eyes focused on an object. She squinted her eyes, as if that would help her make out what it was and leaned forward. It appeared to be right in front of her door. It was small and box like. Her mind flashed back to the recent bomb threat that some idiot had called in as a prank. She laughed at herself and dismissed the thought. Not even Aubrey hated her that much.

"Might as well find out," she muttered and proceeded to walk down the hall. When she was close enough she realized that the square shape was a to go drink carrier with a coffee in one of the open areas and in the one diagonal from it was a tiny glass vase with a three freshly picked wildflowers. The final item was a medium sized blue envelope. She picked up the carrier and inspected the cup. It was from her favorite coffee shop off campus and the words, americano - xtra shot x 2 - Beca, were inscribed on the side.

She was perplexed, obviously someone hadn't left this that long ago because heat still radiated from the cup. She shifted the carrier to her other hand and opened her dorm room. Angling her shoulder just right, she let her bag slide to the floor and against the bed and walked over to the desk so that she could get a better look at the mystery gift. Something hard, thin and square pressed into her hand as she picked up the envelope.

Inside she found a cd case decorated skillfully with shiny blue paper that bore writing. If it wasn't for it being handwritten and drawn on, it would have looked like a professionally manufactured cd. Inside was a disc, also decorated in blue with writing. She closed the case and read the front. A Mix For the Mix Mistress She flipped it over and saw that on the back was a track list.

A note fell out of the envelope when she turned it over. She looked down and picked it up, unfolding it and reading as she rose.

I've seen how tired you've been lately and I thought that you could use a pick me up. I hope you like the songs because every one of them reminds me of you. 3 Your secret admirer.

"What the hell," she said to the empty room. How could she have a secret admirer. Her mind quickly filed through all the possibilities. It had to be someone that knew her because of the references to her mixes and her favorite coffee, or it could be someone who had asked her friends for the information and then swore them to secrecy.

The list of friends who knew those things was pretty short; Jesse, Chloe, Aubrey, the rest of the Bellas. Now, as for people that she wasn't so close to, that list was pretty infinite. It could be someone from another a cappella group, someone in one of her classes that she talked to, or that friend of Chloe's that had asked about her forever ago.

As mysteries went this was a pretty good one. She fell into her desk chair and considered the issue further. She was really going to have to put her sherlock hat on to solve it. With that in mind, she pulled her phone out of her pocket and texted Jesse. He probably wouldn't admit it right away if it was him but she thought she might try anyway.

Beca: Jesse... did you leave coffee, a cd, and some flowers by my door and sign the note as a secret admirer?

Jesse: No, I did not.

Beca: Are you sure? Because it seems like a very you thing to do.

Jesse: Haha. No, I promise it wasn't me. :-)

Beca: Ooookay, I'm going to believe you... I think

Jesse: Now, I wish I had thought of that. Clearly, you're intrigued.

Beca: Yeah, whatever. Anyway, thanks.

Jesse: LOL sure.

She actually believed him even though he was her number one suspect. He was the only one that had actually shown interest in her besides the creepy guy that knew Chloe. She had been trying to remember his name to no avail, maybe Jim or Jake. There was no telling because Chloe knew so many people. They tended to flock to her because of her bright, bubbly personality and easy going nature.

She took a sip of the coffee and popped the cd into her computer, which automatically ripped the tracks. She would have to investigate further tomorrow because she really had to write this paper but she knew that the puzzle would haunt her until she found out. Sighing, she resigned herself to being in the dark for the foreseeable future.