Sweet. Well here is my first Pitch Perfect story. Definitely excited for this one. I'm bringing two of my favorite things into it, well Pitch Perfect obviously, and firefighting. Anyway, enough rambling, I hope you guys all enjoy this story! =) Well...here you go.
Beca frowned as she jumped off the fire engine. It was still pretty early in the afternoon and the heat was a killer. Her shirt was soaked in sweat and plastered against her skin. Her face was pinkish red and her make up, well that was pretty much non-existent. The short girl went to find her shoes and when she did, she slipped into them, even though she couldn't figure out why, she was just going to take a shower anyway. Before she could do anything, and hand took it's place on her left shoulder. Beca turned to fine her best friend smiling at her.
"We did great Beca!" Jesse was beaming. He looked the same as his friend, the pink skin, wet shirt. They both just came back from being in temperatures that reached well above a thousand degrees.
The dark hair girl nodded. "Yeah we did. Thank you for backing me up on the hose line. We all know I would have gone flying if you weren't a such a great backup."
"Are you kidding me? I was just trying to save my ass. I could care less about you." The brown eyed boy teased. "No, but come on, we went through all of our classes together, always being partners. Backing you up is second nature by now. I know exactly what to do with you." He gave a small laugh.
Beca wasn't amused. "You never know what could happen Jesse...this isn't class anymore."
It was true, Jesse knew that. Each fire is different, he very well could have lost his best friend there. "I know Beca. I know…" His voice went quiet. "But still, I didn't," Jesse's positive attitude came back, "and I don't plan on it anytime. I will back you up until the day I die. And I know you would do the same. Now come on, I think we need to get out of these dirty clothes." Jesse wiped his head with his sleeve and a long black mark ran on his face.
"Uh...Jesse. You got a little something." Beca chuckled and pointed at her friends soot smeared face.
"Oh whatever, I have to get cleaned up anyway. Besides, it's like a battle scar. Only temporary. It's been...what...seven months since my last battle, and this certainly won't be my last." Jesse's voice deepened as he spoke, as if he was trying to sound manlier. It really didn't fit him. "But anyway, adios for a few minutes Beca." With that, the boy disappeared through a door.
Mumbling to herself, Beca shuffled her feet to a locker that was labeled 'Beca Mitchell'. She grabbed a bag from it that was packed with a change of clothes and stuff to shower with. Like most firefighters, she knew it was smart to pack this stuff, in case she ever went out for a fire, or any other messy calls. The short girl didn't realize how tired she was until she tried walking more. It was almost to the point where she thought she was going to collapse right there, next to her locker. But somehow the girl managed to walk through a couple of doors, enter a bathroom, strip herself of the drenched clothing, and turn the water on for a shower. Every muscle in Beca's body ached, but somehow she found the pain soothing. It showed Beca could do something helpful. She was actually worth something.
Beca thought back to the previous year, new year's day. One thing was on her resolution, to finally stop feeling so low. Cheer up, do something with her life. It wasn't until Jesse suggested that she should volunteer at the local fire department did she find the thing to make her feel apart of something. First, she started with the first level of firefighting class, then she became an EMT. Helping people really was good for Beca. It made her feel positive about herself. A few more classes and currently being enrolled in the paramedic program, Beca couldn't find anything else to make her happier.
So the pain was definitely worth it. And on the last fire Beca had been on, well before the one she came back from, really was special to her. Again, with Jesse by her side, Beca entered the smoke filled building. They job wasn't to attack the fire though. They were there with one purpose. Search and Rescue. The duo probably went through three rooms before they found something, someone. Quickly, the two called over the radio what they found, and they worked on getting the body out, hopefully in time.
The person they rescued made it out with not too much damage luckily. They fire was on the opposite side of the building, she was just caught in the smoke, unable to see. Beca could never forget that. Pulling the girl out, a girl that could not be much older than her, coughing, but okay. It was a few weeks later that she and Jesse both got handwritten letters from the girl they saved. A message so deep and heartwarming, Beca and Jesse both kept with them at all times. Beca never had a great look at the girl, there was so much smoke clouding her view, it was a shame. There was never a picture in the news either. All she could remember were the eyes that watched her as she and Jesse pulled the girl from the building. An icy blue. Such a lovely color…
Beca finished with her shower and got dressed in her navy work outfit, already prepared to go out on another call. She looked into a mirror as she was brushing her wet hair. Staring back at her was a fighter. Someone she never thought she could be. Beca grinned and walked out of the shower and shoved her bag full of now dirty clothes in her locker, once she got to it. Jesse, who was also now clean, made his way to his friend as she came through the door were all of the different vehicles sat, waiting to go on another call.
"So, are you ready for the meeting tonight?" Jesse chirped at his friend.
Sighing, Beca shook her head. "I had forgotten about that actually."
"Have you seen any of this months hopefuls?" Jesse's brown eyes questioned his friend's deep blue eyes.
Again, Beca shook her head. "Normally, yes, but this month, it's just been hectic, all of my tests and the ER hours for class, I haven't had time to study the damn people coming in." She sounded a bit bummed.
"Well, I've heard a few cute girls are joining. Our age too!"
Everything pleases this boy I swear. "Jesse, I get it, you are hopeful to find a girlfriend, one that is okay with what you do here, but really? You do this every month." Beca's negativity was shining through the fake smile on her face.
Jesse looked down. "Not just me though…"
"I've told you Jesse, I'm not concerned about relationships right now. Paramedic school is already time consuming itself, I don't need anything else to interfere in my study time. I want to pass this fucking class, you know that."
"But you have a two month break after next week...you need to do something in that time! A girlfriend wouldn't hurt…" Jesse stopped himself from saying anymore. He could see the expression on the girl's face, he didn't want to be lectured. "Fine, don't get one, but maybe I will find a girl. And don't forget, I'm in your paramedic class. I know how time consuming it is. You just have to make time for romance. Now, how about some food before we get another call?"
The brunette girl nodded, pleased. "Finally, that's the smartest thing you've said these past ten minutes."
"I try."
The two went into the amazing kitchen their fire department had and pulled out a book full on menus. They decided pizza sounded good. Jesse was the one to call in the order while Beca turned to her phone. There were a few texts about the fire, curious minds wanting the nitty gritty details. It made Beca feel good. She couldn't place her finger on it, but people actually asking her questions made her feel excited.
When Beca's fingers stopped moving across her phone, Jesse spoke up. "Want to watch a movie?" There was a long pause, Beca was about to say something, but her friend beat her to it. "I know, I know, you hate movies. But I rented 'Ladder 49' last night. We both know how great of a movie that is."
Beca didn't answer immediately. Jesse was right, no matter how much she hated movies, Jesse did find her weakness. It was such a great movie… "Fine Jesse. But only because it's THAT movie. Besides, maybe I can get a good nap in too."
So the two started watching the movie as they waited for their pizza to delivered.
Two hours passed, and the movie came to an end. The duo had finished out two large pizzas and two liters of Sprite by the end of it. Not only that, but Beca and Jesse both found a good nap at the end.
Another hour passed before Beca woke from her slumber. Jesse had already been up and cleaned their mess.
Stretching as she got up, Beca walked outside to find her friend talking with their favorite foreign supervisor, even if he was a few years their superior, Luke. "Hey sleepyhead!" Jesse called out. "I was starting to think you were going to need a kiss to wake you." The two boys laughed, and got an eye roll as their response.
"No calls?" Beca would hate herself if she slept through something, especially something exciting, something that would really get her blood pumping.
"Nope. Buuuut, it's just about time to meet the hopefuls." Again, Jesse used the same term as before. It was something he and Beca started after joining. They always heard about all the people that would quit after joining, some never making it to class, the others not being able to manage their classes. No matter how many people joined, only a fraction made it through. They were only hopeful.
"Great." Beca looked at her watch. "We still have an hour!"
Well that hour passed dreadfully slow. By the time the meeting started, Beca wanted to shoot herself in the head. Or maybe the foot, she just wanted something exciting to happen.
The beginning of the meeting wasn't all that. Just the usual introduction, 'Glad you are here, blah blah blah... Today we will be doing this and that.' It always took ten minutes to get in a minutes worth of information.
Beca looked across the table she sat at and made a fake gun and held it to her head, getting some soft laughs as a response.
"Now, here are the new members, well after we vote them in of course." God the man running the meeting was so boring. As always, new members were voted in. Beca never really voted, she just found it a game, trying to get who would make it through and who wouldn't just based off a description.
After reading through eight names, Beca only guess three would make it through. When the voting for each person was over, the new members were walked to the front of the meeting. No matter how she let on, Beca did enjoy seeing all the new members, and even though she would never admit it to Jesse, she thought his comments about the new female members were quite adorable.
One by one, the people lined up. And one by one Beca made a mental note on each person. Finally they called out the last name, Chloe Beale. Beca clapped, as she did for the previous seven, but then when the girl walked to the front of the room, Beca's body froze up, and she lost her breath.
Those eyes.
