Pitch Please!

Chapter 7

"Okay. Sopranos in the front and altos in the back. As you can see, Kori is not here. Last night she was Treble-boned. She has been disinvited from the Bellas." Aubrey stated snobbily towards the new Bellas, showing that she had all power and could kick them out at any second. Basically she could apparently do whatever she pleases.

What a great way to start the day. Note my sarcasm.

"That oath was serious?" I think Beca asked surprised. 

"Dixie Chicks serious Beca." I stated annoyed with my arms crossed. Honestly, I think the oath is a bit over the top but i don't want to see what Aubrey would do to me if I protested against it. She would probably actually go and find real wolves to rip everybody's throats out.

 "You can fool around with whoever you want to, just not a treble." Aubrey carried on.

"That's not gonna be easy. He's a hunter." My sister said. WOW..... Not even I use that terminology.

"You call it a dude?" This is getting really weird, maybe Baloney barb wouldn't have been so bad.

"Stacie, the Trebles don't respect us and if we let them penetrate us, we are giving them our power."

"Not a good enough reason to use the word "penetrate."" Fat Amy said with wide eyes, making me burst out laughing. 

Someone cleared their throat besides me.

"Sorry." I mumbled with my hands raised.

"So, does anyone here have anything to confess?" Aubrey pushed.

I could tell that Mary Elise had done the dirty with a Treble. She was avoiding all eye contact with Aubrey, Chloe and myself.

"It was an accident. I..." Mary Elise started.

How the hell do you accidentally sleep with someone?! Like, oh I slipped!, there's a penis there, while we're at it...

"Turn in your scarf and go."

Fat Amy, like the comedian she is commented: "*cough* slut." One word. LOL.

"Take your chair." And that's what she did. She ran out crying. Actually crying. A grown woman, CRYING.

"Was that necessary?" Beca asked again. I'm pretty sure she is just a big softy under all that eye makeup and those ear cuffs.

"This is war, Beca, and it is my job to make sure that my soldiers are prepped at go time with three kick-ass songs sung and choreographed to perfection. And there are only four months until regionals. So if you have a problem with the way I run the Bellas, then you should just..." She was about to blow chunks again. Something about pressure. I don't really know, I wasn't listenning much when she told us. I'm pretty sure I was actually checking out a hot guy.

"Don't stress Aubrey. Relax."

"We don't want a repeat of what happened last year." We tried to control her while I was rubbing her shoulder.

The quiet Asian, Lily I think said something that I couldn't quite catch

"What are you saying?" Aubrey beat me to it.

"What happened last year? And do you guys wanna see a dead body?" She is starting to freak me out,. majorly.

They started watching the video of us at the ICCA's from last year humiliating ourselves. 

"Ooh click on "Guy Pukes on Cat."" Stacie yelled. Typical Stacie.

"Enough! It happened. It's over. We will practice every day for at least two hours, seven days a week." Aubrey yelled getting stressed again.

 "And we trust you will add your own cardio." I said getting groans from half of the girls. 

"Why cardio?"

"Yeah, no, don't put me down for cardio." Were some of the responses I heard.

"Okay, moving on. This is a list of all the songs that we have ever performed. And you will notice that we only do songs made famous by women." Aubrey started again, giving out the boring ass songs we did last year. 

"There's nothing from this century on here." Beca complained.

"Because we don't stray from tradition. Now this is how we will become champions."

                                                     ~later, but not that much later~

We were now doing cardio. It was in the process of 'how we will become champions' It wasn't that bad, it was actually easy for me, but that was a whole different story for most of the other girls.

"Come on girls! Let's go! Go, go, go! Pick up your knees! Faster, faster! One, two, one, two, one two! Knees up, knees up! Go, go! Go! Let's get it! Yes, Chloe and Rachel. Nice. Amy! What are you doing?"  Aubrey yelled. Why isn't she doing it. I'm fitter than her anyways, so it's her loss.

"I'm doing horizontal running." fat Amy replied slowly like it was obvious.

                                                                                       ~~

"Five, six, seven, eight. 

Left you all alone "

"Okay, I'm calling it." Aubrey said frustrated. 

"Thank God I asked to go to the bathroom three hours ago." Lily said.

"Nothing. I hear nothing." Aubrey said turning away from her.

"Hey Aubrey. Did we just learn the same choreography from that video?" Beca asked. I can already tell Aubrey doesn't like her, and she's starting to get annoying from all the questions she's asking.

-Okay don't forget to pick up your performance schedules. We have a gig next week. That's right. Next week." She yelled completely ignoring Beca. Rude much?

"You guys, it's the Sigma Beta Theta's Annual Fall Mixer. " Chloe called after them.

"Okay, hand in, Bellas." Aubrey said as me and Chloe put our hands in while the other Bellas looked confused.

 "Hands in a-ca-bitches!" This time they got the memo.

"Sing "ah."" I said.

"Ahhhh...." Fat Amy sang.

"No, no, no. It's actually on three, Fat Amy. Alright on three. One, two..." I counted in.

"Ahhh" It sounded horrible! Everyone was out of tune apart from Aubrey, Chlloe and me.

"Okay, we will work on that first thing next time. Okay guys." Aubrey said with a hand in front of her face.

"Beca, a word?" And that was the last thing I heard before rushing out and not even getting 20 meters before crashing into someone.....