AUTHOR'S NOTES: While I currently suffer writer's block from my Pitch Perfect fanfictions, I decided to put this story up that I wrote 2 years ago. Hope you enjoy.

This story takes place one year after the events of Locked Up

CHAPTER 1:

In Yerba, the chancellor and has men met in his office.

"For a year now we have searched high and low for the escaped prisoners and still have yet to find them. For all we know they could be anywhere in the world." The chancellor said.

"So what do we do?" A guard said as the chancellor thinks for a few seconds.

"I've got it! We will conduct a worldwide search for the escaped prisoners. Starting with Hollywood, California." The chancellor said.

At Tori's House, Tori, Trina, and her mom are having breakfast.

"Mom, you make the best pancakes ever." Tori said.

"Well, thank you, Tori." Mrs. Vega said.

"Could you pass the syrup?" Trina asked as Tori did so before her phone rang.

"Oh, it's Cat. Let me take this." Tori said as she got up to answer her phone. "Hello?" She asked.

"Tori, quick; turn on the news; Channel 6!" Cat said as Tori went to turn on the TV.

"In other news, one year ago 8 Yerba prisoners escaped. One of them was found and accounted for 5 days after the escape, but the other 7 have yet to be found. Officials from Yerba have now begun a worldwide search for the other missing prisoners. Their first stop is here in Los Angeles." The news anchor on TV said.

"Oh, no. Trina, did you hear?" Tori asked. "Cat, call the others and warn them NOW!" She said.

"Kay kay." Cat said panicking.

"What's up?" Trina asked.

"We may have to go back to Yerba prison." Tori said worried.

"WHAT?! Oh, no, that is so NOT happening!" Trina said determined.

"Well, what do we do?" Tori asked.

"Relax, you two. I'll get our family lawyer on the phone and we'll figure something out." Mrs. Vega said.

"Okay. In the meantime, I'm going to head over to school and make sure the others are aware." Tori said.

When the scene ended, we saw a status update from Tori. It read the following...

"I don't want to go back to Yerba"

MOOD = Worried