Barden University was starting up again and for the first day, they had an Activities Fair to which the new students attending could sign up for clubs and other extra curricular activities. There was one stand in particular called The Barden Bellas. Behind that table, there were two young women trying to recruit more young women to be in their group. They are an a cappella group that are infamous at the university right now.
The blonde, Aubrey Jade Posen gets stressed under pressure and stress vomits. She did so during her solo last year at the ICCA's. This was the cause for their bad reputation. The redhead beside her is her best friend and lover Chloe Rose Beale. "This, is, a , TRAVESTY." Chloe said to Aubrey. "If we can't get Baloney Barb to audition, we can't get ANYBODY!"
"Take the dramatics down a notch will you? I'm sure we'll find eight super hot girls with bikini-ready bodies who can dance and match pitch." The said blonde replied walking around to the front of the table and trying to hand out a flyer.
"You're the one that got us into this HOT mess. How can you be so sure?" Chloe said and asked rhetorically as she followed her friend and lover to the front of the table.
"Hi! Would you like..." Aubrey tried asking as she tried handing a flyer out to a passing young woman. Her face scrunched up as the young woman just passed without even looking her way and slapped the pile of flyers down on the clipboard in Chloe's hand. "Just, keep, flyering. We have an audition to uphold."
Chloe took the flyers without hesitation and replied. "Why don't we just take good singers?"
"Good singers? What?" Came a voice from the redhead's left.
Chloe looked over to see an overweight young woman looking at the pair curiously. "HI! Can YOU sing?"
"Yeah."
"Can you read music?"
"Yeah."
"Can you match pitch?"
The Australian thought for a few seconds. "Try me."
Chloe looked at Aubrey who just nodded. Then turned back to the Aussie. "Ah."
"Ah."
"Ah." Chloe sang a little higher.
"Ah." The Australian repeated.
"Ah!"
"Aaaaahhhh..." The Aussie repeated then started to make weird dance moves to go along with it.
Aubrey just smiled then waited for the Aussie to stop. When she finally did, Aubrey giggled. "That was a really good start." She said giggling and Chloe following with her own giggle.
"I'm the best singer in Tasmania with teeth." The Aussie said smiling showing said teeth.
"Love it." Aubrey said continuing to smile. "What's your name?"
"Fat Amy."
"Umm... You call yourself, FAT Amy?" Aubrey asked confused and glancing at Chloe.
"Yeah. So twig bitches like you won't do it behind my back."
"Ah. Well, I will uh... see you at auditions, FAT Amy." Aubrey replied handing her a flyer.
"I'm also good at Modern dance, Olden dance, and uh, MERMAID dancing." Fat Amy said. "It's a little different. Usually start on the floor." She continued demonstrating. "It's a lot of floor work."
"I see that." Aubrey replied smiling again.
Fat Amy got up and left. Aubrey and Chloe went back behind the table.
A few minutes later, Chloe spotted a young woman wandering around the grounds looking for something, but not seemingly being very interested in anything as she headed their way. "Oh! What about her?" The redhead asked pointing to the said young brunette woman.
Aubrey looked at the young woman and froze. "Whoa!" Was all she managed to get out.
"HI!" Chloe said grabbing the young woman's attention. "Any interest in joining our a cappella group?" She asked with a smile.
"Oh, right. This is like... a THING now." The brunette said slightly smiling.
"Oh, totes!" Chloe continued. "We sing covers of songs, but we do it without ANY instruments. It's all from our mouths." She said gesturing to her mouth.
"Yikes!" The brunette muttered. She then noticed the two staring. "I'm sorry. It's just... it's pretty lame."
"ACA-SCUSE ME?!?" Aubrey said snapping out of her reverie. "Syncronized lady-dancing to a Mariah Carry chart topper is NOT lame."
"We sing in competitions and travel all over the world." Chloe said. *I so hope I can get this gorgeous specimen to agree to try out. I saw the way Brey looked at her earlier. She KNOWS she's the one we've been looking for.*
"On purpose?" The brunette asked.
"We played The Cobb Energy Performing Arts Center, You Bitch." Aubrey said smiling.
"What Aubrey means to say, is that we're a tight-knit, TALENTED group of ladies whose wish is to return to the nationals at Lincoln Center this year." Chloe said. "Help us turn our dreams into a reality?" She asked innocently.
"I'm sorry. I don't even sing. But it was really nice to meet you guys." The brunette said and turned around leaving the table behind.
Chloe looked down trying to come up with a plan to get the girl to try out while Aubrey spoke her thoughts. "WHAT, are we gonna do?"
The brunette's name is Beca Arabella Mitchell. Her father is Dr. Mitchell. The Comparative Literature professor at Barden. Beca was forced to come here and now she has no choice, but to endure the hard university lifestyle. *I can't believe those two women. I felt so connected to them in a way I've never felt before.* She thought to herself then smiled at it. *Two gorgeous specimens.*
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Bechaubrey: Pitch Perfect Explicit Version
FanfictionWhat would it be like if both Aubrey and Chloe knew Beca was the one for them and the two have dated each other since high school? Will Beca feel the same ? Find out by reading at your own risk.
