Nightmare

Bellas Recruiting (Memory)

"I will stop at nothing to take those ding-a-lings down," Aubrey said with determination.
"Hey Barb. You gonna audition this year? We have openings," Chloe asked the girl walking by.
"Now that you've puked your way to the bottom, you might actually consider me? I auditioned for you three times and never got in because you said my boobs looked like bologna." Chloe and Aubrey made a face that said 'well they do...' "The word's out. The Bellas are the laughing stock of a cappella. Good luck auditioning this year. Douche-b's." Barb walked off.
"My God. This is a travesty. God, if we can't even recruit Bologna Bard, then we can't get anybody," Chloe complained to Aubrey.
"Just take the dramatics down a notch, okay? Hi do you wanna-" Aubrey stopped as the group of girls completely ignored her and kept walking.
"Well you're the one who got us into this hot mess," Chloe mumbled back.
"We'll be fine. I am confident that we will find eight super-hot girls with bikini-ready bodies who can harmonize and have perfect pitch. Okay?" Aubrey didn't seem too convinced with herself, but she continued to try nonetheless. "Hi would you like to be a member of... Just keep flyering. We have tradition to uphold," she said getting frustrated.
"How about we just get good singers?" Chloe suggested.

A few minutes after the blonde Australian called Fat Amy left, Chloe spotted the most gorgeous human being she had ever seen from a few booths down the sidewalk. She was in awe at the brunette. Chloe knew from a fairly young age that she liked girls, but she had never seen one she thought was so gorgeous.

"What about her?" The redhead asked Aubrey, pointing at the brunette.
"I️ dunno, she looks a little too 'alternative' for us," Aubrey replied, still trying to stay somewhat on the path of tradition. Chloe ignored her friend anyway and the first chance she got, she asked the girl to join their group.
"Hi, any interest in joining our a cappella group?" She asked in a bubbly tone.
"Oh right. So this is like, a thing now," the mysterious, beautiful woman said in reply. She didn't mean for it to come out so harsh because she thought the redhead was pretty. Chloe wasn't phased by this at all, however.
"Oh totes. We sing covers of songs, but we do it without any instruments. It's all from our mouths," she said motioning to her mouth with her pen in hand and a smile on her face.
"Yikes."
"There's four groups on campus. The Bellas. That's us. We're the tits. The BU Harmonics. They sing a lot of Madonna. The high notes. They're not particularly motivated. And then there's..." with this Chloe looked the the all male a Capella group, known as the Treble Makers, as they ended their song and one of them fell off of a unicycle. "So are you interested?"
"Sorry, it's just, it's pretty lame," Beca said honestly. She instantly regretted it because of the look Chloe gave her.
"Aca-scuse me? Synchronized lady dancing to a Mariah Carey chart topper is not lame," Aubrey finally chimes in, completely offended.
"We sing all over the world and we compete in national championships," Chloe finished for her friend.
"On purpose?" Beca was now trying to get at the blonde who was being a bitch.
"We played the Cobb Energy Performing Arts Centre, you bitch!" Chloe was shocked and quickly tried to recover the interaction.
"What Aubrey means to say is that we are a close-knit, talented group of ladies whose dream is to return to the national finals at Lincoln Centre this year. Help us turn our dreams into a reality?" Chloe asked hopefully, staring into the dark blue eyes she had already grown to adore.
"Sorry, I don't even sing, but it was really nice to meet you guys," and with that, Beca left.

Beca didn't leave Chloe's mind, however, and soon the petit brunette woman found herself with her privacy being invaded by a naked redhead telling her to sing Titanium, her favorite song, with her.

Chloe didn't mean to invade like she did, it just happened. She couldn't help herself. The voice she heard sounded like an angel and she knew immediately who it was coming from, despite the claim "I can't even sing."

This invasion resulted in a friendship that would be stronger than super glue. A love that would last longer than time itself.