You get to know

2 - If you quote me, I will deny

Notes: So I needed a little breather from the heavy stuff in my other work and decided to go for something cute and fluffy. Here's the highly requested part 2. Also, it's my birthday and I want all the attention (jk)! I hope you like this little addition to this AU.

Summary: Chloe and Beca play a game to get to know each other better. Basically they google each other and try to guess whether or not the rumour or whatever news article about them is true or not.

Chapter 2: If you quote me, I will deny

"I have an idea." Beca suddenly blurted out. "But only if you're up for it."

She felt really bad for judging Chloe earlier before even trying to at least get to know her as a person so she wanted to make up for it.

"Hm? What are you thinking? I'm not gonna lie, you got me curious."

"We obviously don't know much about each other. Aside from being neighbours, we're basically strangers."

Chloe nodded. It's not like she didn't not agree with what Beca was saying. It was true.

"But I mean I know of your music and you've heard about me from your friends so maybe a little more than strangers?" Chloe teased.

Beca rolled her eyes at that obvious jab by Chloe. "That's exactly what I'm saying. We don't really know each other. So I was thinking we should change that."

"And how do you propose we do that?"

"By playing my very own version of bullshit."

"Okay how do you play it?"

"Easy really. We google each other then whatever news article, gossip or rumour we find about the other, we have to guess whether it's the truth or it's a load of bull. Whoever guesses right get's a point."

"You literally just made up this game didn't you?"

"No. Ed Sheeran invented this game. We played it before we wrote a song together."

"Bullshit!" Chloe said while pointing her finger at Beca with a big grin.

"Oh my god you're so into this already." Beca jumped and put a hand over her heart. "Although I must say that's actually the truth."

"Seriously? Damn. So do you get a point for that or something?"

Beca nods. "Yeah and whoever with the most points at the end of the game wins."

"Let's make it more interesting. How about whoever guesses wrong has to take a shot?"

"I thought you said you didn't drink much?"

"Yeah. I didn't say I didn't drink at all."

"Okay, you know what? I'll call. Let's do it."

Beca grabbed a bottle of tequila and two shot glasses and set it on the coffee table. She then sat on the opposite side of the couch. The both of them were glued to their phone scrolling for anything they could find about the other.

"Alright. Do you want to go first?" Beca asked Chloe.

"Okay. Oooh I found one!" Chloe scans the article before reading it out loud and raised an eyebrow. "Oh." The headline already getting her and tilts her head as she scrolls through the article. "Oh." She says again in a higher pitch.

"What? What is it? What did you find?" Beca doesn't know why she was being nervous. This was her idea after all.

Chloe cleared her throat. "Grammy nominated singer/songwriter Beca Mitchell seen stepping out of Pleasure Chest and took home a bag of – "