A/N - Cause I feel bad that I haven't updated in a while, here's an extra super long chapter.
Enjoy!
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Beca wandered around the activities fair like a weirdo. Honestly, she looked like a creep standing next to the deaf Jew stall. She couldn't even believe she had mistaken it for DJs.
She walked past a dude wearing a snorkel and saw another row of stalls. There was the debate team and an a Capella team. The debate people looked kinda scary and talked so fast Beca had trouble keeping up with what they were saying. When they glared at her Beca turned, surprised, and found herself in front of the a capella stall.
There were two women standing under a banner that read, 'The Barden Bellas'. One was quite tall with blonde hair and a fierce stare that seemed to scan Beca up and down like a laser beam. She seemed very prim and proper - way too uptight for Beca's liking. To avoid eye contact with the woman, Beca turned to look at the woman standing beside the tall blonde and...
Wow.
Beca was sure she had never seen anyone as beautiful in her entire life. It sounds like a totally cringeworthy pickup line, but Beca Mitchell was never really one for the cheese, which only proved how much she meant it.
The woman standing before her had the reddest hair that curled at the ends and hang just below her shoulders. She had the brightest blue eyes and a smile that could warm even the devil's heart.
Beca felt her own heart beating ferociously in her chest as the woman smiled at her.
Jesus Christ. She was doomed.
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Five minutes
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Five minutes later, Beca pulled open the door to her dorm and collapsed onto her bed, not caring in the slightest the judgemental looks her roommate and possibly future murderer was giving her. If looks could kill, Beca would have been dead the moment she first walked into the room.
But none of that mattered now. Beca couldn't get over how beautiful that girl was. She had her feeling things she swore she wouldn't feel ever again.
Beca needed a shower. A very cold shower.
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Eight days
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Their performance at the Fall Mixer couldn't have gone worse. It was Beca's first performance as a Bella, only eight days after she had walked into the Activities Fair. The Bellas were out of time, off key, and barely any of them could remember the correct choreography. Aubrey was not impressed. She barely had any hope left for the riff off, but was surprised when the Bellas almost won. She hated to admit it, but the tiny alt-girl could really rap.
She wasn't the only one who was impressed. Chloe was surprised at Beca as well. Her mouth physically dropped open when Beca started rapping. It wasn't something she had been expecting and she had to admit it was really quite hot. Not only could the girl sing, but she could also rap. She couldn't wait to see what other surprises the brunette had in store.
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Two years, three months, and four days
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Beca grumbled as she dragged the Christmas tree through he Bellas house into the lounge. She was in her third year at Barden and after the Bellas had won the ICCAs twice, with several other competitions alongside, they had quite the amount of prize winnings. With the help of Beca's dad as an English professor, they managed to convince the dean to let them have a whole house on campus.
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How long is always?
FanficBeca is used to people letting her down. Again and again, people break their promises until Beca finds one person she knows will never break her promise. The true question is: How long is always?