Chapter one: Who are you?

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Beca was walking quickly through the college halls, her eyes trained on her phone as she typed and sent messages in the Bella's group chat. She had her notebooks under one arm and was typing one handed. By some divine luck she hadn't run into a single person or pole yet, she had a fair way to the Bella's sorority house yet so who knew what the day was to bring her.

She looked up periodically to make sure there wasn't another bone headed college student doing as she did. The last thing she wanted right now was a blood nose or even worse a smashed up phone. Some of the classes were going to be let out in a matter of seconds so the halls would be flooded with more students than there already was.

BecaBee to aca-bitches

"Thinking of postponing the rehearsal to tomorrow? Any problems?"

FatAmy to aca-bitches

"Rehearsal on a Saturday? Next you will be getting me to do cardio!"

BecaBee to aca-bitches

"Anyone have any real problems?"

Flo to aca-bitches

"I can do tomorrow, what time?"

BecaBee to aca-bitches.

"I was thinking 10am"

BecaBee to aca-bitches

"We will have to wait until the others get out of their classes"

Beca locked her phone and tried to shove it in her pocket, she struggled with it for a while before she eventually gave in and looked down at her pocket guiding her phone into her jeans. Suddenly she wasn't on her feet anymore. The ground hit her butt with a sharp blow and Beca was confused as to why she wasn't moving. The person opposite her was scrabbling around to gather their books. Beca looked up and the girl smiled apologetically. She had long brown hair and pale white skin, her eyes were a dark blue and she wore black rimmed glasses. She reminded Beca of someone but she couldn't for the life of her think of who it was.

"I am so sorry, I was reading while I was walking," she had a meek, shy sounding voice.

"It's alright dude," Beca shook it off as she stood. "Could I uh, have my books though?"

"Oh yes," the girl laughed nervously, "Here..." There was a long pause while the girl hesitated to hand the books back. She kept looking from the books up to Beca and back again. Beca hesitantly grabbed her books out of the younger girls loose grip.

"What is happening right now?" She asked guardedly. The girl opened her mouth and nothing came out.

"Okay, I am going now, sorry for running into you," Beca said slowly before stepping around the young girl.

"No wait!" She yelped, turning around and grabbing Beca's arm. The older brunette shook her off.

"What the hell do you want?"

"I'm so sorry but... Are you Rebeca Mitchell?" The young girls voice quavered as she asked the question. Beca could feel her eyes widen.

"How do you..? Who..? Who are you?" Beca asked, her heart was thumping was this girl a stalker?

"I didn't recognise you at first either. It's me Iris."

Beca's blood immediately drained, her whole body going cold and numb.

"Goodnight Iris," seven year old Beca tucked the little five year old into her bed. "I'll see you in the morning."

"Goo-night," the little girl yawned as Beca closed the door to her room. Her parents were fighting again, she could hear them down the hall. Her fathers voice overpowering her mothers for a few seconds before her mothers voice pierced through his. Beca sighed heavily, putting her hands over her ears and made her way to her own room. She snuck through the lounge room on her way and grabbed her mothers laptop before dashing to her own room. She jumped onto the bed and opened the laptop up going through several folders she had made to hide the launcher for her DJ program.

She started the program and plugged her headphones in. Beca played around with the program for a couple of hours before she started feeling tired, she closed the program and shut down the laptop before hiding it under her bed. She could still hear her parents muffled fighting through the door. The young brunette tuned it out and finally fell asleep.

She woke up only three hours later being yanked roughly out of her bed by her mother. She smelled of alcohol and she was obviously drunk.

"Get up you brat! You're coming with me!" She growled at her. Her father was screaming and yelling from behind her. Beca struggled against her adding to her fathers screaming.

"Let me go!" Beca howled, tears in her eyes. She had her in a tight grip and her arm was twisted at a painful angle. She kept struggling, dragging the kicking and screaming seven year old out of her room. Her father was trying his hardest to separate his daughter from her mother. She gave up, throwing Beca at the ground her little body hit it with a great force, knocking all the air out of her lungs. Beca rolled onto her side curling up into the fetal position as she cried.

"Sarah stop!" Her father was screaming at her as she made a beeline for Iris's room. She busted the door open and picked up the young girl who didn't put up a fight. Beca opened her eyes weakly to see her carrying the young girl towards the front door.

"Iris!" She croaked out feebly, pushing herself up onto her arms and knees. "Iris!" She tried again, her voice gaining more volume. "Mum don't!" She yelled getting onto her feet and running at her. She batted her easily out of the way and Beca landed on her butt on the wood floor. "IRIS!" Beca screamed as she watched her mother slam the door in her face. "Iris," she screamed again getting up and opening the door, her mother had already chucked the younger girl into the back seat of her fathers car and was now getting into the drivers seat. "Mum please don't, dad stop her!" Beca pleaded her voice choked up by her tears. She ran up to the car and tried the handle, she needed to get Iris out of the car. "Iris," she screamed and banged on the window.

"Beca," the younger girl was crying and pulling on the door handle from the inside. The wheels squealed as Sarah Kennedy-Mitchell took off with Beca's only sister. The young brunette chased the car until she couldn't see it anymore then she collapsed on the ground, sobs wracking her tiny frame.

"Holy fuck," the words slipped out of Beca's lips barely audible in the noisy halls. Beca hadn't seen her younger sister since she was only a little girl. Now the younger sister towered over her older sibling, she had glasses she had turned into a young lady.

"Holy fuck dude," Beca's face split into a huge grin. "I can't believe..! Iris!" Beca didn't even know what to do with herself.

"Orange juice is way better than apple juice are you kidding me? Have you ever mixed apple juice and Vodka?" Stacie argued, she and Chloe had just been let out of their psychology class. They were walking down the hall arms linked.

"Alcohol doesn't even come into this equation. Apple juice is way better because it doesn't burn your throat when you drink it and plus you don't get pulp!" Chloe argued back.

"Orange juice doesn't burn your throat what he heck were you drinking?" Stacie snorted "plus you can get pulp free orange juice."

Chloe opened her mouth to argue but stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Beca reaching up to embrace another girl.

"Who is that?" Stacie asked as she tightened her grip on Chloe's arm to keep her in place.

"I don't know," Chloe said, she was wary but she trusted Beca.

"Beca sure seems to be happy to see her," Stacie commented.

"Yeah," Chloe replied distractedly.

"Do you want to go over to them?" Stacie asked.

"No they're leaving anyway, I will just talk to her at rehearsals," Chloe waved it off. It bothered her but she didn't want to be the poor helpless little girl who got jealous about watching her girlfriend hug another girl but her and Beca had only been dating for half a year and she still had some worries.

"I'm in Baker Hall," Iris said.

"No way dude, I was in Baker Hall last year," Beca was so excited to have her sister back, she couldn't stop looking up at the younger Mitchell and admiring the beautiful young lady she had turned into.

"Where are you now?"

Beca let out a little nervous laugh.

"I don't actually have a dorm, I kinda live in the Bella's sorority house?" Beca said it as if she was asking for approval.

"Wait? You're a Bella?" Iris pulled out her key and opened the door to her room. It was almost opposite Beca's old dorm room.

"Yeah, uh. Captain actually," the smaller brunette scratched her neck awkwardly.

"No way I heard that, that other girl, the one with the red hair was the captain?"

"Ah yeah, that's Chloe she is my co-captain."

"Ah, that is so cool, I can't sing in front of other people, I'm too shy," Iris laughed quietly. "Anyway I should give you the tour," there was a humorous twinkle in her eye.

"Aca-lesbian have you checked the group chat?" Fat Amy called out as soon as Chloe and Stacie stepped in the door. Chloe cocked an eyebrow as she took her phone out of her shorts pocket, surely enough there were six new notifications. Stacie also took her phone out and was reading through them as Chloe was.

"You don't think this has to do with that girl?" She commented quietly.

"No," Chloe refused to believe it was. "Definitely not."

Another message came through on Chloe's phone.

StacieCee to aca-bitches

"I'm cool with tomorrow, why not today though?"

"Stacie," Chloe groaned as she watched the taller Bella make her way to the kitchen and get some water from the fridge. In truth Chloe was curious to see the answer.

She placed her phone down on the counter and made herself busy.

So I went with Iris for Beca's little sisters name because I was tired and in all honesty a little drunk when I started writing this.
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