Author's Note: Hello lovelies! Here is my latest fic that is AU. I'm not usually one to write AU stories, but this has been in my head for forever and I finally wrote it out.
Barden South High School in Georgia was known for it's amazing football team, it's kick-ass drama program, and it's choir - more specifically the acapella groups within that choir. There were technically four acapella groups, but the only two that mattered were the Barden South Bellas and the Treblemakers. Even though they were from the same school and often performed together in concert choir, they were insanely competitive when it came to region and state championships at the end of the year. The choir program was the main reason Amy Wilson chose to go to BSHS. Only arriving in America two weeks ago, Amy knew practically no one except for her host parent, who also happened to be the principal of the school, Ms. Aubrey Posen.
Aubrey was pretty cool despite the endless list of house rules. The one that seemed to really stick out to Amy (not only because it was italicized, bold, and underlined, but also because Aubrey said it three times in a row as soon as they met) was "No boys. NO boys. NO BOYS."
Amy already felt like this rule was going to be a problem seeing as she loved boys. Back in Tasmania she had at least three boyfriends at a time and she wasn't the least bit shy when it came to orgies. She figured she'd give Aubrey a little slack, though. Especially since the whole point of coming to America was to get rid of her past self and start over.
"Amy! Let's go!" Aubrey called up the stairs of her two story apartment. Amy knew how much money principals of public schools made each year and knew there was no way Aubrey could afford this flat by herself, but judging by the photos of Aubrey standing next to an older man with the title "Senator Posen", she figured the young woman must be a daddy's girl. "You don't want to be late on your first day!'
Amy sighed and took one more look at herself in the full length mirror. She was wearing a jean skirt, a blue three-quarter length sleeve shirt, and flats with her hair up in a high ponytail. She took a deep breath and walked out of the room with her backpack slung over her shoulder.
The drive to school was filled with silence. Aubrey kept her eyes on the road, both hands at the wheel while Amy stared out the window with her headphones in. They pulled up to the school and Amy's jaw dropped. Her school back in Tasmania was tiny compared to this. Noticing the look on her face, Aubrey spoke up.
"There are about 550 to 600 kids in each graduating class. You won't even meet some of the people you're graduating with."
Amy looked at her and then back at the school. "Well," she said. "Don't want to be late..."
They exited the car and walked up the steps to Barden South. Kids were hanging out on the steps and catching up with their friends that they didn't see over the summer. Amy felt the sudden urge to cling to Aubrey like a child. She didn't know how she was going to make friends here. Girls were already giving her snooty looks and the boys just looked gross.
"School gets out at 2:05, but I won't be able to leave until around 4:30 or 5-ish. So, either you can come in my office and wait for me or you can take the bus," Aubrey told her.
Amy took one more look at all the new faces around her before settling her eyes on Aubrey. "I'll come to your office."
A bell rang and a bunch of kids ran inside. Amy looked at Aubrey in slight panic.
"That's the five minute warning bell," Aubrey said with a small smile. "I'll walk you to your locker and then take you to your first class."
They entered and found her locker on the second floor of the three floored building. Her locker was next to a rather alternative looking girl whom Aubrey addressed as Beca. The girl didn't even acknowledge Aubrey and Amy was surprised.
"She's never like me," Aubrey explained when the brunette was gone. "Anyway, are you ready for your first class?" They walked together to Amy's class, Aubrey explaining after school programs.
"When are auditions for the Bella's?" Amy asked once they reached the door to her homeroom.
"Auditions are next week," Aubrey grinned at her enthusiasm. "I was a Bella, too, ya know."
"Really?"
"Yeah, but I-" The bell ringing interrupted her and Aubrey watched as Amy blanched, her eyes growing wide.
"Please don't leave me," she told Aubrey. "I know I exude confidence and beauty, but I am a train wreck on the inside right now."
Aubrey held back a laugh and grabbed Amy's arm, guiding her inside the classroom. An older man was standing at the front of the class, writing his name on the dry erase board. All eyes turned to Amy as they entered the room.
"Good morning, Mr. Wilcox," Aubrey greeted.
"Ms. Posen, how are you?" he asked.
"I'm well, thank you," She turned to Amy, who was hiding behind her. "This is our newest student, Amy Wilson. She's from Australia."
"Welcome, Amy!" The teacher grinned cheerfully.
"Uhhh... G'day," Amy mumbled.
"Well," Aubrey clapped her hands together and took a step back. "I'll leave you to it. Amy, why don't you find a seat?"
"Aubrey," she pleaded quietly, but Aubrey just shook her head, placing her hand on Amy's forearm.
"If you need anything I'll be in my office, okay?" She squeezed her gently before leaving the room.
Amy turned back to the class, her eyes searching for a seat.
"Looks like there's one seat left in the back, Ms. Wilson," Mr. Wilcox said and Amy nodded, making her way to the back of the room.
She sat down and looked to her right, finding a handsome looking boy, tapping his foot to the beat of whatever was playing in his earbuds.
"Mr. Swanson, put the music away, please. Class is in session," the teacher called back.
The boy sighed, pulling his headphones out of his ears and putting them in his pocket. He glanced over and Amy quickly averted her eyes, looking to her left.
"Oh hey," she smiled. "You're Beca, right?"
The alternative girl smiled, but Amy could tell it was fake. "Yup, that's me."
Throughout the day, Amy had met an array of people. There were Beca and Jesse in her homeroom, then she met a senior named Chloe in her Biology class. In English, she met Jessica, Ashley, and Emily, who were freshmen, and in History she met as sophomore, Lily. Then she had lunch where she met another sophomore, Cynthia Rose, and then in a few of her electives she met a girl named Stacie.
While walking to her locker and talking to Stacie, someone bumped into Amy, knocking all of her books to the ground.
"Watch where you're going, fat ass!" The boy snickered along with his friends.
"Fuck off, Bumper!" Stacie yelled back before bending down to help Amy with her things. "Ignore him, he thinks he's the hottest shit in town."
"He got a small dick?" Amy asked and Stacie bust out laughing.
"Probably," she giggled. "He says he only goes out with college girls, but anyone has yet to see him with a female in the past four years."
Amy closed her locker and shifted her backpack on her shoulder. "Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow."
"You don't take the bus home, do you?" Stacie asked, her face scrunched in disgust. "I drive to school if you want a ride home."
"Oh, thanks, but I'll actually just wait for Aubrey," Amy smiled warmly at the tall brunette.
"Aubrey?"
"Sorry," Amy shook her head. "I forgot you lot call her Ms. Posen."
Stacie's face scrunched up even more, this time in confusion. "Why are you waiting for Ms. Posen? She didn't give you a detention or some shit, did she?"
"Oh, n-no, she-"
"That bitch!" Stacie exclaimed. "Just because you're the new foreign exchange student and you're vulnerable she thinks she can pick on you and do whatever the hell she wants."
"Stacie," Amy tried to get her new friend's attention.
"Well, that's it! It's time to take that bitch down! We need to-"
"Stacie!" Amy called, looking over the girl's shoulder warily.
Stacie clamped her mouth shut and looked down at a Amy. "She's right behind me isn't she?"
"Yes, I am," Aubrey spoke up.
Stacie slowly turned around and winced when she saw the principal of the school standing behind her, her hip cocked to the side and her arms crossed over her chest with a smirk covering her lips.
"Stacie," Amy said slowly. "Aubrey is my host parent."
"Fuck," Stacie whispered, dropping her head to her chest in disdain.
"Shall we proceed to my office, ladies?" Aubrey asked with a quirk of her eyebrow.
The two girls followed the blonde principal to her office, Stacie silently cursing herself and Amy upset for her new friend. Once they reached Aubrey's large office, Amy immediately began to defend Stacie.
"Aubrey, please give Stacie a detention," Amy pleaded. "She didn't know-"
"Whether she knew I was your host parent or not, she would have said those things, Ames, and that isn't right."
Amy tried her hardest to not smile at the nickname Aubrey just gave her, but it broke out. Aubrey raised her eyebrow at the smile and Amy quickly wiped it off her face. "Come on, this is my first friend. It's the first day of school for God's sake!"
"I'm really sorry, Ms. Posen. It was wrong for me to say those things, I promise it won't happen again." Stacie confessed, biting her lip.
Aubrey pursed her lips and looked between the two classmates before sighing and waving her hand in the air. "Very well," she said. "I don't want to hear anything like that again, though, Ms. Benanti. About me or any other person in this school. Got it?"
"Yes ma'am," Stacie nodded vigorously.
"Good," Aubrey sat down at her desk. "Have a good evening."
Knowing she was being dismissed, Stacie said a quick goodbye to Amy and left the office as fast as she could.
"Wow," Amy said, sitting down in the chair in front of Aubrey's desk. "She had a lot to say about you."
Aubrey rolled her eyes. "I have quite the reputation here, Amy. Not many of the students, or even staff, for that matter, like me very much."
"Why not?" Amy frowned. "I think you're pretty great."
Aubrey looked up from her paperwork and smiled. "Thank you. That means a lot."
Amy grinned and bent over to grab her backpack off the floor. "Well, since I'm stuck here with you, I might as well get a jump start on my homework." She looked back towards Aubrey's desk and eyed the plaque that read 'Ms. Aubrey Posen - Principal'. "Unless, the principal of the school wants to give me a pass?"
"Nice try."
"Damn."
All right, end chapter one! I have no clue how long this is going to be, but I can guarantee a few pairings in upcoming chapters! Obviously, it will Amy centered, but I plan on having Stacie and Aubrey being a big part of the story and eventually Bumper also. Some of the characters will be a little reworked and OOC, but not too much. Please review!