With One Note (A Pitch Perfect fanfiction)

Chapter 1-2: Your New Head Bitch

A/N. (I don't own most of the characters and certain parts of the plot. Courtesy goes to the creative team behind the movie Pitch Perfect.) Reviews please! I desperately need them. Any flaws you can find, any tips, anything... I'd be happy to hear from you. Thank you TheFlameRose (FanFiction.net) for Beta-ing this chapter!

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Chapter 1-2: Your New Head Bitch

Chloe and Aubrey sat under the old oak tree in the quad, each in their own little world. Aubrey was fuming, checking her phone every other minute as her impatience got the better of her. Chloe sang softly to herself, much to Aubrey's annoyance, and thought about the brunette from the resort. She had never texted or called, but maybe that was just because she had been busy or something.

"We haven't even officially met them yet and I already have impressions, and let me tell you, they aren't going to like them," Aubrey growled, trying her best not to get pissed off just yet.

"Well, maybe they didn't get the right memo," Chloe offered, being her usual optimistic self.

"Yeah, right!" Aubrey snapped back. The meeting time was supposed to be at nine A.M sharp, and Chloe and Aubrey had already been waiting for half an hour already and not a soul had shown up, except for a stupid squirrel with a bent tail.

It wasn't Aubrey's cup of tea to doubt herself. She was just so arrogant that she believed she was immune to errors, even the most unimportant ones. Knowing that Chloe wouldn't stop being herself and making positive assumptions in the situation if she didn't act on it, Aubrey reluctantly turned on her phone to re-check the group message she had sent to this year's new recruits last week, which only served to enrage her more when it was crystal clear to her justification.

"Good morning and congratulations! You've successfully made it through the auditions! There will be a courtesy call on Thursday (next week), at 9:00 A.M. sharp at the quad. We'll explain the mechanics for your Bella initiation then. See you!... ~Aubrey Posen"

"Come on, Chloe. Let's go back to the Bella Quarters. Maybe they at least had enough sense to go there," Aubrey huffed, getting up and stalking off with Chloe in tow.

Aubrey's heels clicked loudly as she stormed toward the Quarters, steam practically shooting from her ears. How dare they do this to me! She thought murderously, her anger level rising higher and higher as they neared the doors. She shoved them open to find the seven newest recruits sitting silently on the couches. She glared at the girls for a while, staring each and every one down until they bowed their heads until she finally lost her temper.

"I swear to the Aca-gods that this is one of the single most disappointing things I have ever seen before in my life! You entered the sacred Bella Quarters without ANYONE'S invitation, let alone permission! And on top of that, you all get a double strike for not showing up at the quad today! Even my iPhone's auto-correct knows that 'quarters' and 'quadrangle' are defined differently!" She said in an almost dead calm tone, still reining in some of her fiery hot fury.

Just as Aubrey finished her little rant, a slow, sarcastic clapping echoed throughout the Quarters as the sound of clicking heels came closer. A voice so familiar to both Aubrey and Chloe spoke up from behind them.

"Spoken like a true lawyer...I'm impressed."

Aubrey's eyes went wide as soon as the pieces clicked into place in her head as to who it was that had just intruded on their meeting. Slowly, she turned around, swallowing hard.