Memories
A/N Hello people! So, I absolutely LOVE Pitch Perfect! I have watched it like 7 times since this Monday (I'm writing this on a Sunday) I love the relationship between Beca and Jesse, so I decided to write a story This takes place about 10ish years in the future. I will probably write another A/N at the end, so enjoy and review!
A 29 year-old Beca sat in her booth. "That was a good run guys." She says to the band recording. "I think we can pack it up for the day." The band responds by leaving the clear room.
She has matured over the years. Her ear spike has been replaced with a pair of dark rimmed reading (erm, recording) glasses and her dark eyeliner has grown thin. She was still the same sarcastic Beca, but all grown up.
"Emily?" She called to her PA. The small girl ran into the room.
"Yeah Bec?"
"Tell Chloe I'm going home for the day." Beca says as she puts random items on her desk into her bag. After she graduated, she and Chloe decided to open up their own recording studio. They have become a force to be reckoned with in the smoggy city of LA.
"No problem. Anything else?"
Beca looked at the girl. The 18 year old reminded her of herself; stubborn, but completely passionate about music. That's why she hired her. "You can go home." Beca said with a smile.
"Thanks" She replied with a smile. "And good luck later." She added before running out to find the red-headed manager of the studio.
Beca smiled to herself. She had married the nerdy, dorky boy she met in college, and today, they had a very special thing planned. She looked at her watch and realized that she was running about half an hour late. She raced out of the studio and hopped into her car. As soon as she was in, her car was rolling down the streets, her favorite station pounding through her speakers. Her car screeched to stop at a traffic light and she fiddled with the bracelet on her wrist.
During the summer between sophomore and junior year, Jesse had come to visit her and her family for her birthday, and he gave her a charm bracelet, declaring 'it would have all of the best memories' the two shared. He was right. Each charm held something near and dear to her heart. There was a whole mess of charms on the silver chain, the first of which was (of course), a music note. Along with it, was a ruby-studded heart, a sun, a treble clef heart, a boom box, and a heart with what looked liked soundwaves coming out of it.
She smiled as she thought of each time she got one. The light turned green and she continued on her way.
A/N Did you like it? I haven't written in a while, so I might be a bit rusty. Also, I do realize that a lot of people are doing the charm bracelet, but for this story, it is vital to the plot, or something like that. Just trust me. This was just an intro, more is to come. Bye!