Bechloe - Like A Record, Baby

Chapter XI

Beca's POV

It was the day that we all flew over to Spain for our USO Tour. General Posen (my new nickname for Aubrey, much to her disgust and to Chloe's amusement), has been on our cases about being prompt with everything that we do. Do this, do that - it never ends. Every time I go to say something, Chloe stops me and it's annoying and I'm yet to talk to her about it. I was able to enjoy the flight over since it was just Chloe and I at the back of the plane while everyone else was scattered about. I was able to see that Aubrey and Stacie were sat next to each other and it was quite amusing seeing Aubrey go all stiff and rigid around Stacie. Stacie was teasing her and doing all sorts of things to get a rise out of Aubrey and I couldn't help but laugh from time to time as did Chloe.

Chloe was snuggled up against me the majority of the trip. She alternated between sleeping, reading, watching Netflix on her laptop, and talking to me. I mostly just worked on my mixes, talked to Chloe, and slept. I slept more than her since movies make me sleepy and I couldn't keep my eyes awake for a lot of them. I expect Chloe to get mad at me or something when I fall asleep but she doesn't. Sure, she gets a little annoyed but I think I'm getting better at staying awake. I used to fall asleep about half an hour in but now I fall asleep an hour in. My best was an hour and fifteen minutes, so I'm getting better.

We finally arrive at our destination and when we exit the plane, it's windy and loud, to say the least. We're at a military base with jets, trucks, and all other sorts of military equipment around us. We grab all of our luggage and walk towards the hangers where we are greeted by two men in uniform.

"Hello, Bellas! Welcome to Naval Station Rota Spain," one man said.

He had short brown hair and blue eyes. The majority of the women doted over him but I wasn't interested. He was just another guy to me.

"My name is Chicago, and to my right is Officer Bernie but we like to call him Zeke."

Chicago? What kind of name is that?

"We'll be your security escorts while you're touring," Chicago concluded. "So, there's a sound check at 1430 then we'll have you back for the big show at 1700."

"1700, is that, like, later than the night?" Chloe asks and I want to back away in embarrassment.

"It's five," Chicago smiles at Chloe.

"Whatever," she smiles back and if I'm not mistaken, I swear I can see Chloe blush.

"Come on, let me show you around." Chicago turns and we all follow him and I can't help but keep watching Chloe who seems to be looking at him more than she usually does at anyone.

Chicago escorts us around the hanger, frequently looking at Chloe who meets his gaze and they share smiles with each other that appear to be more than friendly. It doesn't take long for me to get pissed off about it. I swear, if he doesn't stop looking at her like that, he'll be sorry. I don't care if he's a military man - I'll beat his ass! Thankfully, he takes his eyes off of Chloe when we meet with the other rival groups, who seem just as up themselves as Aubrey.

Before I could properly process what was going on, we ended up in a little singing competition with the other rival groups, better known as a "Riff-Off", which we failed to win, even when I tried to save the group with 'Only Human', but the other group just used their instruments to mute us. Humiliated, we retreat to our hotel, which isn't far from the military base.

I help unload our bags out of the car while the Bellas take them into the lobby. I leave my bag until last and when I shut the trunk of the cab, I see Aubrey whispering in Stacie's ear. Stacie smiles and nods in what I assume is in approval before they split. Aubrey passes me and goes into the hotel lobby while Stacie strides over with a beaming grin.