Beca's POV
Music was blasting into my ears only slightly dampening the sound of screams, shouts, laughs and cries of joy at Barden University. I didn't really want to be here let alone be forced to come here because my father has the last say or something ridiculous. If only he knew I could claw his throats out with one far swipe at it. The only reason he got a say in the argument is because I live be with him ever since mum past.
As I felt the taxi slow, I knew this was the beginning of my new hell.
Barden University are you ready for Beca Mitchell the human or Beca Mitchell the Werewolf.
In honesty there probably not prepared for either of them. The wolf maybe known as the wild side but the human is angry beyond any thoughts could comprehend. The only thing that keeps either of them in check is control, but that isn't exactly the easiest job in the world when you have anger issues.
When I open the taxi door and I see it, everyone else's excitement, happiness and joy. It radiates off of them, I can smell what they feel especially fear and anger they show more than you want.
I turned to trunk of the car the driver was about touch my very sensitive DJ equipment but stopped him before he could get close.
As I was about to approach Baker Hall I was obstructed but an overly perky blonde with a green polo shirt.
"Here's your official BU rape whistle, don't blow it unless it's actually happening. What dorm are you in"
"Baker Hall"
"So what your gonna do is go right then..." and that is when I blocked her out, though it proves hard to do so when her voice is such a high frequency and annoying as hers.
When I was done listening to the overly cheerily blonde I told the taxi guy I would meet him at baker hall outside my door room.
As I strode past other freshman college members I envied there lives, there human lives. I wished for normalcy, for a full moon where I wasn't forced through the painful transformation or even when I can't control myself.
Once I approached the doom the taxi guy was waiting, I paid him a little extra for taking my bags to the doom. As I entered my roommate was already here, I breathed in to smell her emotions though annoyance was the main one. But the key piece of potent information I picked out was that she's human. Placing my DJ equipment onto the large 'L' shaped desk I turned to my roommate.
"Okay, so I'm Beca and I want make something strictly clear, please never touch any of my music or my sound bounds because it's means so much to me"
My roommate just turned and stared. Death glare from my roommate on day one is good start.
Not.
"Can you just nod and tell me that you get that" and she did, she nodded thank God. My music means so much to me, the only reason I'm here is because my dad got tenure and made it some big deal that I need a college education. When I should be starting my carrier in LA in the music industry.
"What about you, any ground rules about your things?"
"Just don't touch my stuff and don't bother me, I'm Kimmy Jin" nice and simple, I think I could get use to this.
"Okay good nice to meet you Kimmy Jin, so yeah I won't bother you, you don't bother me sweet"
That's was around about the time I sensed my dads presence outside my door, than he began to knock. Great.
"Campus security, hide your wine coolers" just what I need, my butting in.
"Chris Rock Everybody"
"Beca when did you get here, and how?"
"Took a cab, didn't wanna inconvenience you and the step - monster, how is the step-monster anyway " he actually thought I cared, he sadly mistaken scar and for caring.
"Oh actually quite well me and Shelia are planning-"
"Dad I don't actually care, I just wanted an excuse to say step - monster"
"So are you excited to start college"
"Dad I should be in LA starting my music carrier"
"Beca you get a college education and a free one at that might I add and what you do is a hobby, DJ-ing isn't a carrier" why doesn't he ever listen I wanna punch him so much, I need to keep calm. Keeping my fists clenched and teeth grinding I tired to keep my cool but is proving futile.
"Yeah well I never asked for it, did I" I said turning to my dad.
"I'm going to the activities fair, you coming Beca" Kimmy Jin spoke up and was I thankful for it.
"Yeah thanks, let yourself out dad, I don't want you to be in here when I come back" I don't want to see him or talk to him, I can't believe he just said that.
Finally making down to the quad, me and Kimmy Jin separate and I quickly thank her for stepping in.
Wondering around nothing appealed to me, this campus seeming had nothing to do with- hang on I can see a sign with a big DJ. Now I'm actually at the booth, it turns out it stands for Deaf Jews not Disk Jockey, wow this university sucks.
"Salam?"
"Not really a word but keep trying buddy" I turn to see the blonde australian next to me and give her a questing look.
Deciding against engaging in conversation I continue to walk down the path finding an internship at the university's radio station.
As I pounder and pace further I hear a female voice directed towards me "What about her?".
Trying to find the source of the noise I trek down to the end of the booths I'm about- and a flyer is stuck in my face?
"Do you wanna join the Barden Bellas?" Looking down at the flyer I see it's acapella, this is a thing? I look up to see a smiling redhead who is- wow her eyes are really blue. Then there's her taller and not smiling blonde friend, who seems intimidating to say the least.
"This is a thing now right" I say.
"Yeah we sing covers of songs but we make all of the music with our mouths" the redhead seems cheerful, a little too much if you ask me. Anyway if anyone was a terrible singer that would go right through me and probably cause me to whimper in pain.
"Yikes" I breathe in.
"We complete in competitions all around the world and complete in the ICCA's" red grins with life at the possibility, jeez she must be really enthusiastic. But they do that in the spare time, by choice.
"On purpose" I reply.
"We played the Kobb Performing art centre you bitch" her blonde friend seemed pissed to say the least.
"What Aubrey means to say is we're a right nit group of talented ladies, help turn our dreams into a reality" the redhead smiles at me with hope and please, but I can't draw attention to myself.
"I'm sorry I don't even sing, but it was nice meeting you, I guess" muttering the last part under my breath.
-Later-
Whilst I'm placing CD's and Records away I can smell something familiar, someone familiar, but who'd- Stacie Conrad.
"I know your there Stacie, I can smell you from down the hall"
With that she opened the door.
"Please come in" I say with sarcasm.
"That's not a very nice way to greet you best friend" Stacie Conrad one of the greatest humans to roam the earth.
"Your my only friend" I say sarcastically.
"Anyway how's everything going"
"Good" I say shortly.
"What about the whole werewolf thing...how you dealing?" There it is, the burning question she always wants to ask.
"Stacie you've been with me since that night in the basement on my first transformation, we were fifteen and we'd just began sophomore year, but my DNA had planned for me to have anything but a normal life. But yeah I'm fine, what we coming up to now third year of lycanthropy"
"Yeah something like that. Anyway I saw you activities fair, with that redhead"
"What are you suggesting?"
"Nothing, just the way you looked at her... in a particular way" she said with a wink. Yeah sure she was attractive and her eyes where this pool of aqua blue but I can't have a relationship, no one can know what I am, they'll just get hurt. The rage starts to build up in me, about my life, my mum, my dad, my stupid fucking werewolf DNA.
"STACIE I SWEAR TO- AHHH" my fangs come out, and bones start to brake and crack.
"Beca calm down I was joking" come on control beca, control.
"Come on breathe I know she's human, but I'm pretty sure she likes you too, did you see the way she looked at you Mitchell"
As my fangs retracted and bones snapped back into place I gave Stacie a huge grin. "Stacie Conrad, How do you do it?"
"I work miracles, anyway what you gonna do for that time of the month" I cringe at simple thought of a full moon.
"There's a woods nearby, I can use that" I reply.
"After last time, woods is the last resort but I happen to know about a very secret underground basement" this year at Barden University might actually go to plan.
"Stacie are you for real"
"Of course we can check it out before next full moon" jackpot I might finally be able to work around my 'condition'.
"Yeah, but I think you should join the bella's I'll be there"
"Yeah, no" I scoff at Stacie, as if I would join the Barden Bella's.