Chloe's POV
Beca Mitchell. You absolutely adore her. From the first moment you saw her you knew that there was something different about her. It wasn't just the dark eye shadow, the alternative clothes, or the badass look. No, there as something different about the girl that you couldn't get enough of. You had been interested in girls before but not like this. Not with the same level of intensity you have for Beca Mitchell. You first meet her at the activities fair where she's looking for groups to join. She is in her first year while you are in your final year. You lock eyes with her and immediately hand her a flyer to join your a capella group, the Barden Bellas. She insults it, saying that it was "kinda lame". It hurts you but not as much as it hurts your best friend, Aubrey Posen. Beca gave the blonde some backchat and smart mouth and it pissed her off but it only inticed you. Beca soon leaves and you can't help but check her out when she walks away.
"What are we gonna do?" Aubrey hisses and you're not sure what to do but you are certain that you're not going to let Beca get away that easily.
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It had been a day since you last saw Beca Mitchell. You can't find her anywhere and it bothers you. You really want to see the girl again. You can't get her out of your mind. She is the most beautiful girl you have ever seen and she has a witty attitude that drives you crazy. One evening, you are in the showers with your boy-toy Tom. He is a nice enough guy with the only thing on his mind being food, sex, and football. You think he is kind of cute but ever since you saw Beca, he can't hold a light to her - not one bit. You think it's a bit unfair since they are two different sexes but even if they were the same, he still wouldn't compare.
Tom texted you earlier to meet up in the showers and you agreed. It had been a stressful day and you wanted to forget about it but Beca was still on your mind. You meet him in the showers and you muck around. There's a bit of fumbling but nothing too sexual at this stage and you're okay with that. You stand in front of Tom and let him plant gentle kisses along your skin. It feels nice but not as nice as it used to feel. However, you get distracted when you hear the voice of an angel enter the showers. You and Tom freeze - him in panic and you in astonishment. You listen to the woman's voice and she is singing Titanium, which just happens to be your lady jam.
You exit the shower stall and follow the voice. You follow it all the way to the end where you slowly pull back the curtains and that's when you see her - Beca Mitchell. She is fully naked and you are able to see that she has a pink flower tattoo on her right shoulder and something in the middle of her back, which doesn't surprise you. You look down and admire her ass, which makes you drool. You want nothing more than to grab it but you refrain and instead, speak.
"You CAN sing!" You say and it makes her turn around and jump.
"DUDE!" She reaches out and pulls the shower curtain across but you simply pull it back.
"How high does your belt go?" You lean forward and turn the shower off.
"My what? Oh my God!" She covers up the best she can with her shampoo bottle and scrubber.
"You have to audition for the Bellas."
"I can't concentrate on anything until you cover your junk." She does everything but look at you and it's clear that she's embarrassed about the situation.
"Just consider it. One time we sang back up for Prince. His butt is so tiny I can hold it with, like, one hand." You wave your hand but accidentally knock the shampoo bottle out of her hand. "Oops!"
Beca rolls her eyes and bends down to pick it up and you look at her ass again and you bite your lip. Damn, she's got a nice ass... You think.
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Pitch Perfect One-Shots
FanfictionJust a series of ongoing Pitch Perfect one-shots of Bechloe and Staubrey.