Who Run the World? Girls.

1 - Out of the Bellahouse

"Honestly, who came up with that... Ritual?" Emily asked, rubbing her backside. She'd just 'Christened the House' by sliding down the stairs.
"Who do you think?" Beca said, glancing over at Fat Amy, who looked proud of the tradition she had started.
"You didn't break any bones, did you?" she asked.
"Frickin' feels like it..." Emily muttered.
"But there's no proof. Therefore, the tradition stands," Fat Amy pronounced.
The doorbell rang at that moment, and Chloe ran to open it, yelling "I got it! It's the pizza!"
Chloe yanked the door open, and in front of her stood the pizza guy, who appeared about College age and was alright looking. She eyed him slightly and he gave her a small smile.
"Hi there, two margaritas, two pepperonis and one Hawaiian right?" He held up five flat, pizza boxes.
"Yep. Thank you," Chloe paid him, and then tried to handle all five pizza boxes with little ease.
"Do you want some help?" the pizza boy offered.
"Uh, yes please. I think I'm about to drop the Hawaiian," Chloe said in a small panic.
He grabbed two boxes from the top and then she turned and entered the living room where the Bellas were now sitting.
"Right, ladies! We got Pizzaahh!" Chloe shouted to them. Pizza always brought the group together, so what better way to celebrate their last night on campus than with some pizza sharing?
Chloe placed the three boxes on the table while the pizza boy stood awkwardly in the doorway with the other two.
She went back to him and took the boxes. She opened one and handed him a slice of margarita.
"Here, you deserve it. Thanks for waiting up with these," Chloe smiled.
"Thanks," he said scratching his head and taking the slice. "I guess you've just made my evening less boring. Enjoy the rest of your day."
And then he took off, Chloe closing the door behind him. There was a small grin planted on her face as she knew she'd made someone happy. What a feeling that was.

When she sat down next to Beca, the discussion was about Cynthia Rose's wedding plans.
"Yeah, I haven't got much at the moment. We don't even know the date just yet. But I do know one thing. You aca-bitches are singing at my wedding, okay?" she was saying.
"Oh my God, yes. That would be amazing!" Chloe exclaimed. The thought of them all singing together again at her wedding was a wonderful thought.
There was a lot of nodding and Stacey hugged Cynthia at the idea.
"I'll fix something up for that. It'll be a surprise," Beca suggested.
"Yeah, I'd love that. Thanks guys," Cynthia said.
Then they went on to say what their final plans were for the next day. Chloe was going to stay with her parents in Florida for a while, but then later she would return to Atlanta and find a flat with Beca. They'd decided that it would be a fun idea to be flatmates since Chloe wanted to stay in Atlanta and it was where Beca's producing work was. In the meantime, Beca was going to visit her mother in Maine and would be catching the plane there with Cynthia Rose. Fat Amy was going to Tasmania with Bumper for the summer. She wasn't sure what she would do after that.
"You know me. I'm a spontaneous chick. I'll find my way," she said.

The pizza was consumed quickly as always and they all sat back with full stomachs and small glasses of wine in their hands.
"But Jesse's moving to LA to pursue his career as movie music producer, so I won't see much of him anymore. I mean, I'll visit when I can but I have no clue what my schedule will be like," Beca explained.
"Oh my God. You'll be so sex deprived?" Stacey gasped, a horrified expression her face.
"I'm pretty sure that's not what Beca's worried about, Stacey,' Chloe said.
"I'm just saying, I find it hard to last a week without it," Stacey mentioned casually.
"Anyway, I'm starting to get a little drowsy, so I think I'll call it a night," Emily said, setting her glass down on the table.
"Yeah, that's a good idea. Most of us have planes to catch tomorrow so we should all get some rest," Chloe proposed.
They all got up slowly and made their up to their bedrooms which in most cases were almost cleared ready for their departure in the morning.

Emily bade them all goodnight, before heading out back to her freshman dorm.
"We'll see you in the morning, Em!" Chloe and Beca called after her as she left.
They then headed up after the others to the top where the room they shared with Fat Amy was. Chloe sat on her bed and Beca virtually threw herself into hers.
"Where did the time go, Bec? It feels like yesterday when we were singing together in that shower," Chloe reminisced. She'd forgotten that Amy was in their en-suite bathroom right next to her.
"You did what?" Fat Amy exclaimed, sticking her head through the door.
"Oh, shit," Beca murmered.
"Never mind, it's just a thing that happened. No biggie," Chloe explained, trying to save what she said.
"Right... Lesbionest her-"
"No, Fat Amy. Don't do that," Beca snapped.
Chloe hesitated. "Exactly. What the fuck?"
"Alright, alright. I'll leave it alone. Geez, calm yourselves," Fat Amy said, before going back into the bathroom.
"Okay, anyway. Chloe, you got the date to meet at my dad's on August 29th? I'll make sure I have some apartments ready to look at by then so we're not completely headless," Beca said.
"Yeah, cool. I'll get a small job in Florida to save up some money for that then. I'm really looking forward to it. It'll be fun," Chloe said with a huge grin on her face.
"I know, Chlo. Me too."

The next morning, everyone was up bright and early and there was a huge fuss about last minute packing. Many of them had planes around midday so they thought it best to all catch the bus to the airport and say goodbye from there.
"Where is my toothbrush?" Beca asked, digging through her bag.
"Last time I lost my toothbrush, it turned out it was stolen by a desperate immigrant," Flo informed her casually.
"Does anyone want this cider? Nope. What a shame. Looks like I'll have to take it along with my suprising number of other alcoholic beverages," Fat Amy muttered as she was clearing out the fridge.
Emily arrived shortly after that with all her belongings but she thought it best to just stand in the doorway with all the commotion going on inside.
Over an hour later, they were all standing outside, Chloe clutching the key to the House which she would have to return to reception.
"Oh God, I don't know if I'm able to leave... It's been so many years," she panicked.
Beca came to her side immediately.
"You'll be okay, Chloe. Just think, that's just the House. Our generation of Bellas will live on, just in the outside world instead. It's not the end," Beca comforted her.
"Did Beca just say that?" Cynthia said.
"Yeah, aren't you supposed to be soulless or something?" Chloe asked.
"Oh shut it, you weirdo," Beca said, slapping her shoulder.
"We best get going, because we're going to be late," Chloe urged after checking her watch.
Flo made her own way, because she didn't have a plane to catch.
They caught the next bus to the airport and before they knew it, they were all saying goodbye.
"I think I might cry," Stacey squeaked as she departed.
"I'll send you all Tasmanian greetings cards," Fat Amy said when Bumper came to take her away.
Lilly muttered something inaudibly and then smiled at the remainder of them, before leaving.
Jessica and Ashley said goodbye when their plane was called up and then Emily had to go too, leaving Beca, Cynthia Rose and Chloe.
"Well, I guess I'll see you soon, Beca. And Cynthia, I'm looking forward to that wedding of yours, but I know we'll definitely see each other before then," Chloe said.
"Oh, yeah I'm sure," Cynthia Rose agreed, hugging Chloe.
"Bye, Chloe. Have a good time with your family," Beca said before they hugged too.
Then they parted ways, and Chloe was alone. She'd always been dreading this day, and yet here it was. Little did she know that it would be the first day of the rest of her life.