It was the final day before school began for another miserable year but luckily it was the final miserable year that Beca would have to suffer. To be honest, it wasn't the fact of waking up so damn early in the morning or spending most of her life at school, it was the fact that she was terrified of being left behind like she was before…

"Beca! Get up, you're going to be late again for school!" Beca's step mother or step monster as she prefers to call her, yelled down the stairs while wanting to leave work but she was going to be late, as usual. Sheila, her step mother, loved Beca to pieces, but she sure knew she could be a handful. She noticed a change in Beca after her breakup with Liz, but she never commented on the change because she knew that Beca would hide herself away even more than she does now.

"I'm up! You know you don't need to shout so loudly, some of us still have perfectly good working ears, unlike some others." Beca replied sarcastically while muttering the last part of her sentence under her breath as she walked tiredly down the stairs into the kitchen.

"Okay kid, I'm off to work so I'll see you some point after school, if you don't get a detention on the first day." Sheila replied, knowing at some point Beca was more likely to get a detention.

"Love the faith you have in me, it really fills my heart with love." Sheila should be used to the sarcastic comments she receives from Beca, but each one makes her feel that Beca resents her even more and makes her feel pushed out of Beca's life more than she already is now.

"Bye Beca, have fun at school." Sheila told Beca as she walked out the kitchen towards the front door.

"Doubt it." Was the only reply that Sheila would hear until her ears would be filled with more sarcastic comments after she comes home from work.

Beca was now alone. Alone at home, alone from the world around her. She'd be lying if she didn't always feel lonely when nobody is at home with her, you'd think a 18 year old teenager on their own at home, they would feel as if they'd hit the jackpot but Beca, she just likes company as much as she hates to admit it. She rarely saw her dad, only when she did, it felt as if they'd spent only one hour together before he has to go back to work, or he has to go shopping with Sheila or fly halfway around the world with Sheila for a work. She had no brothers, no sisters, hardly any friends. She liked being in a room with a few of her friends, in silence. No music. No talking. Just silence. But she knew that nobody would do that with her. She felt she could let nobody in, this was all because of one girl. One girl that would haunt Beca, and knock her down. One girl that she could never escape.

She checked the time and realized how slow time must go, especially when you are at school surrounded by people who are too smart, or way too dumb, or just people in general.

Her walk to school was usually quiet but not today. She had never seen so many people want to get to school this quickly, well, it is the first day of school after all, but this may kids? It wasn't possible, was it?

Arriving at school I guess you could say was alright. Apart from when she decided to sit on a nearby bench in a kind of secluded area, she noticed a boy around her age staring at her. It was a weird stare, and it made her more uncomfortable when he began to walk towards her. Beca was wearing her headphones blasting her mixes while trying to ignore the boy, which I guess worked because she didn't realize that he was sat right next to her within a split second. He continued his stare for about 10 seconds before formally introducing himself.

"Hi, I'm Jesse. I just moved here to Barden from Florida, and who might you be?"

"I'm Beca. I'm sorry, but did you want something?" Beca replied with a hint of annoyance in her voice.

"I was just wondering what classes you have. I'm in Biology first with a new teacher apparently. I thought if we have the same classes then maybe we could sit together?" Jesse asked with hope clearly present in his voice.

"I have Biology too, but what makes you think I'm going to sit with you nerd?" Beca only really said this to see the reaction she'd get out of him, she probably was going to sit with him. She felt a tiny bit bad for him.

"I guess I just thought you looked… friendly and I wanted to sit with someone who I thought would be good to partner up with. So, what do you say?" Jesse just wanted to spend more time with her. The first thought in his head when he saw her was that she was perfect in every way, minus the headphones, the heavy eyeliner and the earrings. He could see this as his movie ending.

"Sure, why not. But if someone better comes along, be prepared to move seats." Beca stated seriously as she got up to walk to her class, not really caring if Jesse was going to walk with her or not.

The walk to the class was an awkward silence. Mainly because Beca didn't feel as if she had to say anything to this boy she just met, but she could practically feel his eyes burning into her head as they walked together to class.

The class not surprisingly was filled with people who had already separated into their 'friendship groups' with half the class being smart assess as Beca always called them, but to be honest, they were. They did nothing but brag about how they got an A on all of their exams and homeworks. How Beca wanted to burn their papers along with them.

The class was chatting away as Beca and Jesse made their way to an empty table where Beca saw some of her friends from the previous year.

"Beca!"

"Hey Amy." Beca lifted her gaze to see her Australian friend sitting opposite her on the same table.

"Who's the nerd?" Amy tried to whisper but failed as he turned his head to face her after looking around the room and acted offended and then rested his gaze on Beca who he assumed would defend his honour.

"Oh him, that's just a boy named Jesse. He wanted to sit here because he just moved from Florida". Beca explained in a normal tone. Jesse seemed annoyed at her response and was about to speak up when he heard the new teacher approach the class.

"Hello class, my name is Miss Beale and I'm going to be your new Biology teacher." Beca was sure she'd never heard a better sound that flowed to her ears like music than her teachers voice. She couldn't explain why but she had butterflies in her stomach, especially when he teacher was calling out the register and approached her name. She was positive that her name sounded so different to her when it was spoken by her redheaded teacher. Beca was awoken in her daze when she could hear someone calling her name and it become increasingly louder..

"Beca, Beca. Beca!"

"What the fuck?!" Beca whisper-shouted towards Amy.

"You dreaming about our new Biology teacher?" God Fat Amy knew how to push her buttons, and boy was Amy enjoying the reaction.

"No, of course not, I was… umm… just…" Beca trailed off, back into a daze of her Biology teacher.

Over 40 minutes later, the lesson was finally finished. Although for Beca, she kind of wished the lesson hadn't finished. She just wanted to sit in that class all day and watch her teacher… not in a creepy stalker way, although it does sound like it.

Jesse seemed to be annoyed with Beca throughout the lesson, she could tell. Whenever he asked her a question or just wanted to chat with her, she would either ignore him and stay in her daze about her redheaded teacher, or she replied with the lame response of "Sure" or "Yeah whatever". She didn't have a clue why he was so annoyed with her, she didn't really care much anyway. Jesse had stormed off in a huff and Amy had told Beca she needed to leave school after first period due to one of her 'many boyfriends' taking her out on a date.

The rest of the class had hurried off, which left Beca and her teacher, Miss Beale, alone in the classroom. She felt the butterflies rushing back to her stomach, a smile appearing on her face for the first time in a while. She tried and wanted to desperately push these feelings aside, she couldn't get hurt again, especially if it was just a school girl crush. She had no choice but to silently walk and hoping that her teacher wouldn't talk to her as she left but kind of also hoped she would attempt to.

As Beca reached the final few steps of exiting the classroom, she heard her teacher call after her, only it wasn't her first name like before, it was now her surname being called after.

"Miss Mitchell?" Chloe called just before Beca left the classroom for her next lesson.

"Yes Beale?" Beca tried to play the 'don't give a shit act' to try to make herself not fall back into the trap of a game called love.

"First of all, it is Miss Beale, and second, I need you to concentrate more in lessons next time please. And if you could make sure your friend next to you, Jesse, doesn't talk during lessons, that would be greatly appreciated."

Beca doesn't know why, but she felt guilty. A feeling she never really experienced before. She was always known as sarcastic and had the 'don't give a shit' act but this time it was different. She had to get out before something bad happened… again.

"Whatever Beale, see you tomorrow for a lesson of torture." Beca is known for not following the rules, for talking back to teachers and not feeling a pang of guilt. This time, it was completely different and new for her.

Before Beca left though with her teachers mouth agape, she wanted to make sure her teacher knew she wasn't friends with Jesse. The only way to do this, was to say it to her face and she doesn't know why she wanted her teacher know there was no friendship between her and Jesse.

"Oh and me and Jesse are not friends. So if you don't like his talking during lessons, I suggest you tell him yourself, after all, you're supposed to be the teacher."

Beca left with a smirk planted on her face, and thought she'd feel better after. But all she could feel was guilt. She couldn't be falling again, there was just no way. But maybe there was...

"Shit! I'm so fucked!"