Hey! It's me, with a new story! And it's about dance!

I wanna say Jesse won't be playing a very big part in this story. Why? I don't really like him and this is a Bechloe (BECHLOE) story.

Okay, let's do this. Beca thought as she opened the door to the room that would be hers (and another girl's) for the next four years. Beca was dreading it, not only the roommate thing but the college thing. She wanted to fly to LA and start working for a record label.

Beca was bothered by her father, talking about college and stuff while she was unpacking her stuff. Actually, she was working on a mix.

Kimmy Jin, Beca's Asian mute roommate, announced she was going to the Activities Fair and Beca jumped at the opportunity to go as well, before giving her dad the chance to say anything.

So the brunette was walking around, looking at what happened inside that university. There were a lot of clubs, groups and unions. At first, she was interested in a group called Barden DJ's, but then she found out DJ's meant 'deaf Jews' and she slowly walked away.

Alright, so there's nothing cool in this university? Beca thought as she looked around. Well, walking around there was better than staying in her room listening to her father.

In the distance, she saw a group of guys dancing and she wondered if that was part of the groups or if they just danced for fun. Anyway, they were good dancers.

She was distracted when someone handed her a flyer. She looked down at her hand and saw a bunch of pictures of girls dancing in a weird costume. It was a long-sleeved dark blue costume and they had yellow and bluer scarves around their necks and they had buns. Beca frowned.

Without even realizing, she started walking her way back to her room while looking at the flyer.

Under the pictures it read 'Do you have dance experience? Do you like to dance? Join the Barden Bellas! We're a competitive dance group.'

Beca read it and thought about it. She had danced before, when she was young. Before her parents divorced, then she got into deejaying and mixing songs. She honestly hadn't thought about going back to dance. She actually had a good time dancing.

Beca entered her dorm and put the flyer on her desk, then she continued unpacking while listening to her mixes, thankful that Kimmy Jin wasn't there.

oO0Oo

Beca was going through a few classes a day, skipping some of them she thought weren't worth going to. It was working for her, of course. She thought if she kept her plan up for the rest of the year, she'd soon be on a plane to LA to pursue her dream.

On a Tuesday morning, though, her father decided to wake her up and ask her why she hadn't been attending some of her classes.

"Beca, there's something I want to talk to you about." Dr. Mitchell said as his daughter went over to the closet to grab her clothes and her shower kit. "I know you want to go to LA instead of being here and everything, but… honey, I want you to try. Meet people, make friends, maybe even date someone. I don't want to see you isolating yourself again."

"Why do you want me to do all that?" Beca asked, crossing her arms, annoyed.

"Last year, you went through a lot alone, I want to see you going out with friends, doing teenager stuff." Dr. Mitchell said. "Look, join one club on campus. And if, at the end of the year, you still don't wanna be here, then you can go and I'll even help you move to LA. But I wanna see you try and really try."

"Seriously?" Beca asked.

"Seriously." Dr. Mitchell nodded. "But I want to see that you're actually trying." He pointed at her. "Do we have a deal?"

"Okay." Beca said.

Dr. Mitchell nodded and left his daughter's room.

Beca was impressed by that, usually Dr. Mitchell would force her to do things his way without asking for her opinion. And now, he was giving her a chance to do what she wanted, with some conditions first, but she could wait a year if she was going to LA the next year.

Beca then thought about what he said about joining a club on campus and well, what club could she join? The ones she saw didn't really look interesting.

The corner of her eye then caught the flyer that was handed to her at the Activities Fair a month ago and she grabbed it. The experimental class was in a week. The styles they danced were jazz and lyrical. Beca used to do jazz, so she knew what that was about. The only problem she saw was the costumes.

Well, maybe I can go to this experimental class, if I don't like it, I won't go anymore.

Beca saw this was the only option, so she just shrugged and decided she'd go. She had nothing to lose, after all.

oO0Oo

Beca had to go over to her father's house to find her jazz shoes, since she didn't pack them for college. Sure, they were a little small, but it was for one class, so it was okay. If she was going to keep going, she was gonna need new shoes.

Beca didn't even pull her hair into a ponytail, because she thought her head would look bigger. She did nothing with her hair and went to Barden Performing Arts Center, where the classes would be held.

Thanks to signs, Beca found the room with no problem. There were many other girls there, not as many as she thought there would be, there were about twelve girls. Beca made her way through the class and put her bag in the cubby and waited awkwardly. The other girls weren't exactly talking, they were looking around, pretty much just standing there like Beca was.

"Hello everybody!" a chirpy redhead came in holding a pink folder and a black bag over her shoulder. She was wearing a white T-shirt, black leggings and white dance sneakers. She walked over to the computer and turned it on, then dropped her bag close to it. She logged in on the computer and checked to see that it was working before she turned to the girls with a huge smile. "Nice to meet you all, my name is Chloe Beale, I'm gonna be your teacher and choreographer. Well, today we're gonna do some stretches and warm-ups so I can get to know where you all stand. If you decide to stay, you're gonna have to give me your full name, date of birth, etc. Now, let's just start by your first names."

Chloe started pointing the girls and nodding when they told her their names. Beca knew there was a Stacie, Jessica, Ashley, some girl who called herself Fat Amy, a girl called Cynthia Rose and many others whose name she couldn't bother memorizing. She then noticed Chloe was looking at her, expectant and she snapped out of it.

"I'm Beca." She said.

"Beca? Is that a nickname?" Chloe asked.

"No, that's my name."

"Oh, that's interesting." Chloe said. "Have you ever danced before?"

"I started doing jazz when I was nine, then hip hop when I was eleven." Beca said.

Chloe nodded and moved to the computer. She put on a song and moved to the middle of the room, in front of the mirror.

"Okay, let's warm up. Don't push yourselves too hard." She turned her back to the girls and began doing the warm up exercises.

At first, Beca felt a little weird, but then she noticed the girls were starting conversations with themselves and Chloe and Beca started feeling more at ease.

After warming up, Chloe moved to the computer to choose a different song.

"Okay, now we're gonna start the stretches so I can know where you all stand. Grab a partner."

Beca just looked around and she ended up with Fat Amy, who looked like a nice girl. She was very funny.

Chloe sat on the ground.

"Get into the butterfly position and your partner should slowly push you until you can't go any further. Don't push your partner too hard, since it's our first day." Chloe said. "And go."

Chloe just watched first as everybody did the exercise. She walked around the class, asking people questions and watching them.

Beca was almost giggling, because she was pushing Fat Amy and the blonde was pretty much sitting, nowhere near her feet.

"Okay, put your legs straight in front of you and relax." Chloe said. "Now the partners are supposed to push you and try to get your forehead to touch your knees, keep them straight. I won't stress over pointing your toes just yet. And go."

Again, Fat Amy wouldn't go very far, but she'd make comments about how Chloe counted way too slow and about how tired she already was.

"Now to the straddle. This can hurt a bit, so don't do your best, we're gonna wait a few days." Chloe said. "Otherwise you're gonna be all sore tomorrow."

Beca took this time to look around at the other girls. They were pretty flexible, but she expected them to be even more flexible. Well, it was their first day after all and she didn't know when those girls had stopped dancing.

"Okay, now it's time to switch." Chloe said and many of the girls groaned.

Beca was impressed with herself, she could go rather far in all stretches and it didn't hurt that much. She did not push herself to her limit because she knew she was going to be sore tomorrow if she did.

"Wow, Stacie that's excellent! Do you still dance?" Chloe asked to a tall brunette who had her stomach on the floor on the straddle.

"I stopped when I moved here, I was hoping I could find a studio so I could continue." Stacie smiled.

"That's good." Chloe smiled and nodded. "Okay, now let's practice some jumps."

The girls all stood up and went to the back wall, away from the mirror.

"First, you're gonna throw your legs up as far as you can go." Chloe said, demonstrating as she spoke.

The rest of the class went by quickly and, surprisingly, Beca had a great time. The girls and Chloe were very funny and they seemed like an awesome company.

"Okay, girls, that's it for today." Chloe said as she paused the music. "I hope you all liked it and that we'll see each other this week. For those of you who want to stay, we're gonna have three-hour rehearsal five days a week, including some Saturdays. If you wanna stay, please come here and give me your full name and date of birth so I can write it down."

Only two girls left instantly and, honestly, they didn't look really enthused. The others sat on a circle around Chloe as the redhead wrote down their information.

Beca decided to stay, so she joined the girls as she waited to tell Chloe her full name.

"Alright, I'm happy with the team this year." Chloe said as she smiled at Jessica after writing down her information.

Beca stepped forward, seeing she was the last one.

"Beca." Chloe looked down at the paper. "Did you enjoy the class?"

"Surprisingly, I did." Beca said.

"That's good." Chloe said. "Full name?"

"Beca Ava Mitchell." Beca said.

"That's a pretty name." Chloe said. "Date of birth?"

"August 9th, 1993." Beca said.

"You're August 9th? Cool, I'm March 9th." Chloe smiled.

"Really? What a coincidence." Beca said.

"Yeah." Chloe said and looked up at Beca. "I don't want to sound rude, but for competitions you're gonna have to remove your earrings and ear spikes. Safety reasons."

"Alright." Beca nodded.

Chloe smiled.

"Bye girls!" Chloe said as the girls smiled and grabbed their things. "It was very nice to meet you all, I'll see you tomorrow."

Everybody left, then Beca noticed Chloe lock the room and leave.

I think this might be good. Beca thought as she went back to her dorm.