The Gold Coast is playing host to a beach party, and Bella wants to ask Will if he will go with her. But she is upset when she misunderstands a conversation she hears between Rikki and Will, and thinks that they are going together. Bella then has no alternative but to ask Nate, which confuses Will (as he was about to ask her). Cleo receives a gift telescope from Ryan. Things are straightened out at the party, however, when Zane tells Will to stay away from Rikki, Will exclaims that he likes Bella. Bella and Will become a couple. Meanwhile, Sophie is trying to persuade Zane to change the name of the cafe.
Beca Mitchell was ten years old. No, not currently. But she was ten years old when they, her and Chloe Beale, had made that deal.
They met when Beca’s family moved from Portland to Atlanta, courtesy of Benjamin Mitchell’s new job as the English 101 professor at Barden University.
Beca had been five years old at the time, still as grumpy as could be, especially after a missed nap time. She had stumbled out of their family mini van and took in their surroundings, frowning at the change in weather.
Chloe Beale had been eight at the time, playing outside on her pink sparkly bicycle with her two older brothers, Connor and Michael. Their three year old black lab Jumper was chasing the three of them.
Years went on and the two neighboring girls became an odd duo, but best friends nonetheless. It wasn’t uncommon for them to be hanging out in the Beale’s treehouse on a hot summer day, which had prompted Chloe to make that deal the August before her eighth grade year started.
“If neither of us are married by age thirty five, then you and I should get married,” the redhead said without even looking at the ten year old brunette beside her.
“Okay,” the smaller girl shrugged, not a thought to it.
And that was it. Not another word about it.
Beca always felt an attraction towards Chloe. Anyone could see the way the younger girl gravitated towards the redhead, no matter what they were doing.
So when Chloe was thirteen and a half (the half was apparently very important) and she had her first “boyfriend” Beca felt uneasy, to say the least. She chalked it up to not spending as much time with the redhead as before. She never thought too much about it.
But even thirteen and a half year old Chloe made her relationship as mature as she could. That Zack or Jack or whatever his name was took up all her free time, riding bikes in their neighborhood or walking to the park. Beca did not like that kid.
She had even told Chloe that, multiple times. Chloe shrugged it off, telling Beca she was just too young to understand. And that set Beca off. How dare her best friend tell her she was too young? Age was never a problem until now. Until this Zack or Jack or Mack or whatever his stupid name was.
Finally one day Beca was fed up. She told Chloe once and for all why whatshisface was no good for her. He was a cheater. Not on their relationship, no he was monogamous for a thirteen and three quarter year old (and yes, the three quarters made that much of a difference and proved just how “mature” this kid had been). But he cheated on one of his tests, and he told Beca that.
Chloe Beale liked a lot of things. But a cheater was not one of them.
The summer before ninth grade and Chloe Beale went to a camp for three weeks in Colorado. It was some sort of musical retreating hiking camp that Beca really didn’t understand. All she knew was that her best friend did this every year, along with a girl named Audrey or Aubrey or whatever her name was. And the only thing Beca was certain of was she was going to be best friend-less for three weeks of her summer.
Beca considered writing her redheaded friend a letter while she was away. She wanted to know how the older girl was doing, and what she was doing. But after her fifth attempt at writing a letter she decided to just wait until the older girl got home.
When Chloe returned from her camping experience the younger girl was stoked. Or, actually, stoked was a bad word for it. The young DJ doesn’t say stuff like that.
Chloe and Beca spent hours up in the Beale family tree house while the redhead explained everything that happened at camp, including her first kiss with a boy named Brad Gardner. Beca didn’t know the first thing about this “Brad Gardner” kid and she already knew she didn’t like him.
Fourteen year old Chloe Beale explained to the eleven year old Beca Mitchell just what it was like to kiss a boy.
Beca wasn’t interested.
But all the brunette ever heard about from that day on was “Brad Gardner this” and “Brad Gardner that”. Beca was extremely irritated by the fourth time she heard his name come from Chloe’s mouth within ten minutes.
Eventually Beca had exploded and went on a fifteen minute rant about how since Chloe came back from Colorado the only thing she wanted to talk about was her first kiss with Brad and how amazing of a boyfriend he was and how the only thing Beca ever heard was Brad, Brad, Brad!
They didn’t speak for a couple days.
Chloe dumped Brad.
<p>In the span of Chloe’s freshman year to her sophomore year of high school she had three more boyfriends. There was Nick, Justin, and Wes.
In some way or another each boy was good for Chloe. And Beca noted that. But it still didn’t take that sinking feeling in her stomach every time the DJ saw her best friend with one of them or heard any of their names.
All three of those relationships ended because of something Beca said about them.
For Nick, the boy the redhead was with at the end of freshman year, it was the fact that Beca pointed out his biggest flaw; he chewed loudly. Beca only said it nonchalantly one day when they were watching a movie together, just making a note that when they all went to the park the day before, along with Nick’s friend Tony who was set up with Beca, the redhead’s boyfriend ate his food like an animal.
Chloe then started to notice Nick’s chewing habits all the time, essentially ruining her toleration for the boy.
For Justin who Chloe dated briefly her sophomore year, Beca talked about how he spent more time with Chloe’s school friend Abby than he did with her. It was just an observation in Beca’s defense, but Chloe became paranoid and dumped the poor guy anyway.
And then there was Wes. He was Chloe’s longest relationship. A whole six months before they ended it at the end of the summer prior to her Junior year. He was a handsome and funny football player for their school’s team. He played some position that was obviously important, however it wasn’t important enough for either Beca and Chloe to remember what it was.
Wesley Shawn Marx was a very popular guy. He was on the football team and friends with all the football guys and he was on the baseball team with all the baseball friends. Chloe was on the cheerleading team and the volleyball team, being friends with a plethora of popular gals. They were a match made in high school heaven. Except Beca had to open her stupid mouth.
Apparently Wes wasn’t the smartest guy at their school. That didn’t bother Chloe too much, she tended to overlook it and didn’t ask too many questions related to school. But Beca one day said something about how neither of them ever had a real conversation, and how he only focused on talking about sports or parties, two things Chloe was only vaguely interested in. And once Beca pointed out his lack of intelligence, well, Chloe was disinterested.
They broke up a week later.
Chloe swore off boys her junior year of high school, stating how all her relationships ended after some stupid thing and she really just needed time on her own.
Beca was pleased at that.
Beca supposes having Chloe as a friend really helped her out. When the shorter girl’s father moved out and sent divorce papers to their front door back in eighth grade, Chloe was the only one who consoled her. Beca’s own mother was too distraught over Benjamin Mitchell leaving her to take care of her daughter.
When asked by one of Chloe’s close friends the summer before Chloe’s senior year of high school why Beca always had to point out flaws in the redhead’s boyfriends, the short DJ just shrugged and explained that she needed Chloe. Those boys always took her friend away.
That was when Beca finally learned Chloe’s camp friend’s name. Aubrey Posen.
And Aubrey told Beca to leave Chloe alone. The blonde was stepping in as best friend now, and the younger girl had to accept that and let the redhead date whomever she pleased.
Screw summer camp, Beca rolled her eyes.
Beca and Chloe barely had any contact during Chloe’s senior year. Chloe had tried to reach out to the high school freshman, but every time he taller girl would smile at the smaller girl in the hallway or wave at her, Chloe’s blonde camp friend, the one who apparently moved to Chloe’s school just for senior year, would always be there and shoot the freshman a deathly glare.
Needless to say Chloe’s boyfriend Derek lasted the entire year.
Beca wondered who Chloe was seeing while the older girl spent her time away at Barden.
Those were the only thoughts consuming the small DJ.
And they were the only thoughts that consumed the small DJ until it was her time to go to Barden as well.
The DJ manage to avoid the redhead for a while, until her father told her she had to go to class and do something with her time at Barden if she wanted his support in moving to LA.
Beca saw the redhead at the activities fair, deciding very quickly to ignore the feeling in her stomach and to not say anything.
It didn’t really work.
The redheaded senior immediately noticed the small brunette with the abundance of dark eyeliner and tattoos.
After a rather normal encounter at the Barden Bellas booth, Beca took the flyer and insisted she couldn’t sing, ignoring Aubrey’s glares and Chloe’s we-should-catch-up appearance.
Beca formally met Jesse some time after that and they got into a friendly relationship. The way Beca saw it was, if she couldn’t have Chloe, well at least Jesse was a good guy.
Unfortunately one thing led to another and before Beca knew it she found herself feeling uneasy again.
The first wave of uneasiness came when Chloe barged in on the freshman’s shower.
The second wave came when Chloe’s boyfriend Tom barged in also, noting her voice was nice.
And then Beca fell into the habit of unintentionally trying to push Chloe’s boyfriends out of her life.
Beca went on causing Chloe to break up with her boyfriends for a few more years.
Eventually she found herself twenty three and the redhead was twenty six.
They were in the middle of a massive argument, something about Beca purposely scaring off Chloe’s latest boyfriend. He was some guy named Alex and Chloe really liked him and thought he was going to be “the one” for her.
Beca got there first though and warned Alex that Chloe wasn’t the girl he should be with. Instead, Beca told him that Chloe was commitment phobic and partied way too much.
Chloe found out through Aubrey, who had caught up with Alex a week after he broke things off with Chloe because he “wasn’t feeling right”.
So there they were, Chloe’s apartment in a full on screaming match about what happened.
“You told him I was commitment phobic and partied way too much!” Chloe screamed.
“I was protecting you! He’s not the guy, Chloe. He doesn’t even respect your love of the Bellas or singing!” Beca countered.
“It doesn’t matter. My relationships are my business, Beca,” Chloe groaned. “You do this every time!”
“Do what every time?” Beca scoffed.
“You sabotage my relationships! Every single one of them. You’ve never approved of any one of them! I’m sick of it, Beca. I’m almost twenty seven. Well on my way to thirty. I want to get married and have a family! Don’t think I’ve never noticed how you always bring up every one of my boyfriends’ fatal flaw!” She yelled.
Beca was stunned momentarily before she continued her argument.
“That’s not true!” She yelled.
“Yeah it is! You don’t approve of anyone and you spend all your time trying to ruin it for me! You didn’t like Jeff or Mike or Sarah. You didn’t like Carey or Lacy or Sam or Reed. I don’t get it, Beca. Why is nobody good enough?” The redhead was tired now, placing her hands to her head and adjusting her stance.
“Because,” the shorter girl said.
“Because?” The redhead prompted.
“Because it should be me. We made that deal thirteen years ago, Chlo. That if we were both single by thirty five-”
“Then we’d marry each other,” Chloe finished for the brunette.
“Yeah,” the DJ breathed.
“I thought you were happy with Jesse,” Chloe looked at Beca, the smaller girl not able to return the eye contact.
“It’s you, Chloe. It’s always been you.”
Their eyes finally met as Chloe crossed the room and grabbed Beca by the cheeks. Her breath was hot on the other girl as they stood in silence for a minute, neither of them moving.
“It only took you thirteen years.”
Beca couldn’t even laugh at Chloe’s remark because as soon as the redhead finished saying it she attached her lips to the DJ’s.
And they were both content because finally, Chloe was in a relationship Beca wouldn’t have to sabotage.