IT STARTED WITH A TEXT
Summary: Beca has only just joined Barden and while at the activities fair, a red headed girl had slipped Beca her phone number. What will Beca do?
It was a long afternoon, walking around the activities fair. She saw some Harry Potter nerds, trying to recreate a Quidditch match, so was unsure of who was winning, but couldn't help shaking her head anyway. From a distance she could hear some guys singing, they sounded okay, but without music, it was not her cup of tea. Plus after stealing a quick glance in their direction, they were not that much to look at either.
She continued to look around, she couldn't help but notice a few very attractive girls, pretty much wearing next to nothing to get attention. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She was so glad that she was not THAT type of girl. She was just happy with her indie style, and her music. Music was her life. The one true passion and her one true love. One day she was going to make it big, she could feel it. She'd move out to LA and get a record deal, and maybe DJ at all the top clubs. She smiled at the thought.
"Hi."
She was brought out of her daydreaming, by a beautiful sounding voice. She looked over in the direction it had come from, to see two pretty good looking ladies, staring right at her. The blood one looked a bit too stuck up, for her liking, while the red head looked cute, friendly and approachable. She slowly walked over to the stall they were at, and was immediately handed a flyer, by the red head.
Barden Bellas, a capella group. Her eyebrows furrowed as she looked back up at the two girls.
"Okay, what the hell is this…." She looked back down at the flyer. "A Capella, thing?"
"THING?!" the blond shouted. Which slightl startled, yet at the same time, amused Beca. She raised an eyebrow at the outburst. Then noticed that the red head had placed a calming hand on her friends arm, then looked in Becas direction once more.
"A Capella is singing, but without instrument. Every sound comes from our mouths."
"Mhm." Beca smirked. The redhead returned her smirk.
"Why not come to auditions, this Friday in the auditiorm. Try it out…you might enjoy it." She winked.
Beca felt herself getting flustered, over a wink. What was going on with her body and hormones right now. What was this red head doing to her. She coughed as she tried to hide a blush. "I'm sorry. But I don't sing." She handed the flyer back to the red head. "But good luck though." She said as he began to walk away. Next thing she knew, the red head was next to her, and placed something in her hand, giving her another wink, then returned back to her stall.
Beca opened up her hand and looked down at it. She felt herself blushing, as she noticed that the red head hand given her, her cell number. She turned around quickly and headed back to her dorm room, heart beating fast and her mind spinning. When she gets back, she was going to throw the number away, or that's what she told herself, before looking at the number again, and allowing herself a smile. Somehow she knew that this was going to be an interesting year at barden.
