A/N:Okay, this came to me a few days ago and I just had to publish it! I do not own Pitch Perfect or Grojband.


She grimaced at the sight of the mustard yellow taxi. Laney despised the city, so why sit in a car where you could smell all of it? Rolling her hazel green eyes, Laney removed her laptop from her lap and stuffed it into the suitcase beside her, which sat upon a guitar case.

After the trouble of stuffing it inside the truck, Laney climbed into the back seat and shoved her DJ headphones over her ears, making sure to not start a conversation with the driver.

Laney was usually the girl who was called beautiful, but she wasn't one to care about looks. Her hair fell down her shoulders and curled lightly at the ends. Her face was flawless, but her eyes were covered in black mascara. Her lips were also black, but looked to be soft. To go with that, she had hazel green eyes that mostly held a scowl. Her clothes were green and black with red jeans and raven colored combat boots.

She nodded her head to the beat of the music, and stared out the window, searching for her new college her father had applied her to. About fourty-five minutes later, she finally reached her destination.

Not tipping the driver, Laney quickly grabbed her stuff and ran onto the courtyard which was packed with teens. She scanned the school and sighed irritably. If this was all worth it to become a DJ, than why does it feel like it's an eternity?

"HI!" someone shouted from in front of her. She jumped back, realizing the person who yelled was just a counselor. Whatever the reason,Laney didn't like her. She was too bubbly in her taste. "I'm Cassidy Walters. You are...?"

"Laney Penn..." Laney mumbled awkwardly. "Um...the B dorm?"

Cassidy nodded eagerly and pointed behind her, trying to give Laney directions, but the blonde's voice faded into the background as a rusty car drove up, stopping right beside where Laney and Cassidy were standing.

In the backseat, Laney immediately noticed a blue headed boy with an orange beanie. On his chin was a small beard, and his eyes were an ocean blue. Music blared from the car and he was actually singing along, not caring if anybody saw.

Seeing her stare, the blue headed boy looked at her and continued singing, as if serenading her. Her eyes widened and her cheeks turned a vibrant pink. Something about this boy made her heart flutter and she definitely didn't like that.

Before the song could finish, the car began driving again, making the blue headed boy slam into the back seat, his singing coming to a halt.

"And here's your key and your rape whistle! Don't blow unless it's actually happening!" Cassidy giggled, handing the key chain to Laney. She nodded,before taking her bags and walking off, the blue boy still fresh on her mind.


A/N:I know it's short,but remember,I only thought of this a few days ago... R&R!