♡ The Girl Behind The Microphone ♡

♡ Twenty-One ♡

The time struck two in the afternoon causing Beca to frown. She knew they would have to leave soon for Regionals. The girl was a bit scared; she wasn't going to lie. But, she felt comfortable at that moment. Mainly because she was laying down in between Chloe's legs; her back laying on Chloe's stomach, her head right below Chloe's head. Both girls were on their phones. Sometimes they would show each other a meme or something they found interesting on their social media. The tv was playing music in the background that Chloe would sing to softly. Something Beca was trying not to think too much about. The brunette loved Chloe's voice maybe a little too much.

"Amy is blowing my phone up" Beca chuckled.

"Don't answer, I want to cuddle a little more before Regionals" Chloe mumbled against Beca's head.

"Yeah I know, I'm-"

Both girls were cut off by the door opening up to reveal Cynthia-Rose. Beca sat up quickly along with Chloe. The girl that had just walked into the room chuckled a bit at the two girls reaction.

"Where have you two lesbians been?" Cynthia-Rose asked.

"What?" Both girls asked in unison. Both shocked Cynthia-Rose called them lesbians. Neither were offended, they just wanted to know why all Bella's were thinking that they were fucking for some reason.

"You two. Beca you went off to find Chloe and then you both just disappeared?" She asked. The girl crossing her arms waiting for the excuses.

"Chloe got stuck in the elevator, I found her and helped her out. Then we came back here because she was too shaken up to deal with Aubrey screaming at us" Beca said truthfully causing Cynthia-Rose to snicker.

"What?" Chloe asked.

"You two! It's obviously a lie to cover up-"

"Cover up what? We're nothing! We never will be anything either then friends!" Beca yelled. It dropped to silence and Chloe got up.

"I got to go find Aubrey and explain this all so I'm not murdered" Chloe mumbled; quickly walking out. It was obvious Chloe was hurt by what Beca said. She felt as if all her chances were just destroyed. The door slammed shut and left the two girls in their room alone.

"See now she's upset because you-"

"Beca it's because of you!" Cynthia-Rose laughed in disbelief. She couldn't believe Beca was this clueless.

"What?" Beca asked.

"Chloe has a fucking crush on you and you have neglected to notice it!"

"No she doesn't-"

"She does. She really fucking does. Aubrey told us that Chloe told her, she does. The way she acts around you-"

"I get it okay? Just go-"

"Beca this is our room-"

"Go!" Beca stood up. Her finger pointed towards the door as her voiced raised it's volume. Cynthia-Rose just left; slamming the door behind her to leave Beca in her thoughts.

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The air felt tense in the bus. The same tense feeling it has felt for the whole trip. Chloe sat up front with Aubrey; neglecting to sit next to the brunette she had just been cuddling with the hour previous. Beca sat alone in the backseat with her earbuds in. She kept wondering why Chloe wouldn't even care to acknowledge her. Maybe she just needed her to help her get over the whole elevator event. That basically meant that there was an entire possibility that the girl that was sitting up front next to the blonde totally had just used Beca. The brunette just sighed in frustration at her over thinking, but her thoughts were snapped out of themselves when Aubrey stood up.

"Alright! Let's start our warm ups-"

"Aubrey, we have warmed up so many times!" Jessica whined. All girls nodded in agreement with the girl.

"It doesn't hurt for one more-"

"It's going to if we keep singing" Cynthia-Rose mumbled.

Aubrey took a big sigh and crossed her arms. Her eyes squinting at all of the girls that sat in the seats in front of her. The blonde was always very controlling, but ever since the midget brunette joined the girls had started to rebel against her. It wouldn't go her way anymore. That drove her insane to no end. Aubrey liked to be the one that was always in charge. It made her feel special and wanted. The blonde knew it was unhealthy and not good for anyone else, but she couldn't stand not being in charge.

"You girls are supposed to love singing!" Aubrey yelled.

"We do!" Stacie said; all girls yelling "yeah!" "We do!" in agreement.

"It doesn't seem like it, you all never want to sing anymore!" The blonde yelled.

"We do Aubrey. You're just really over working us" CR yelled back.

"Exactly! That's what we have been trying to say-"

"You're fine! You're all fine! Now after me! One two-"

"No Aubrey" Beca cut off. "If we lose tonight, it's on you. We have told you so many times we need a break, but you never listen" Beca just shrugged.

"It's not my fault-"

"Just sit back down please? We're almost there and I think we all should just stop fighting" Amy said.

"You keep driving-"

With that, Amy narrowed her eyes. She checked for cars behind her. Luckily they were using back roads so no car was behind her. The girl bit her lip and did not think it through, but she hit the brakes, hard. Aubrey flew back, but Chloe grabbed her arm before she could fall. The girls hit the seat in front of them. The bus came to an extreme stop.

"Amy!"

"What the hell?"

"What were you thinking-"

"I was thinking I am done hearing you girls fight!" Amy yelled. She un did the seatbelt and stood up to face the girls who looked at her in anger.

"We aren't fighting-"

"You are! That's all we've been doing!" The Australian yelled. The girls all kept arguing though. It was obvious that they had zero plans of how to stop, but then Aubrey's reminder hit her phone. They had one hour to get to Regionals.

"One hour!" Aubrey yelled.

"What?" Chloe asked.

"One hour until we perform!" Aubrey screamed basically in fear of missing their stage time. Amy nodded and ran to the seat. She went to start the bus, but it didn't start.

"Amy, let's go" Stacie said.

"Uh..." Amy said as she tried over and over to start the bus. "Anyone want to walk?"