Prologue


Beca Mitchell, the badass DJ of Barden University,

An aca-awesome Alto singer of the Bella's, and as small or tiny she may be, she's a Rebel with a voice…

Now what is she doing now?…Probably mixing music, writing a song, Hanging out with

either the two of her best friends—Chloe Beale and Jesse Swason...

But no, ….she's busy doing something else, she's busy being in love,

Yup, the tiny adorable badass DJ is in love…

with who you ask?...

Well, it isn't Chloe, nor is it Stacy, nope not Amy…and definitely not Benji….Jesse?

No…... since the ICCA's Finals, the time where they had their First kiss; after then, they started Dating,

They we're happy and merry, yes they were, but it was just the same thing, they still fooled around

Like they used too, they may have looked like a couple to others ,…but then it didn't felt..…right.

They felt like they were just the same, at least Beca did; Jesse was head over heels for her but as much

As he wants her for himself, he can't date her when he sees she's not actually interested to him….

So after a few months of pondering, the both of them finally broke up deciding that their current

Relationship was unstable and wasn't really working out for them.

They still agreed to be friends , and just friends though;… guess all's well that ends well…

So, who is this person she's in love with…...?

Well…..it's none other than Aubrey Posen, the controlling control-freak that exercises while studying,

the Valedictorian that is obsessed with being a success in life, The Aubrey Posen.

Beca really wondered when it all started, when did these amazing feelings for the blonde have

Grew and stuck deep into her heart, when did her life got so complicated?

But then, now it didn't matter, now she was helplessly all-over for the blonde….

It's been seven months since she found these feelings, and now she wonders will it go away,

Will it just naturally fade as if it was not real, like it was only a dream?

But nope, Beca herself thought that it would be possible , that maybe one day, Aubrey will notice her,

And when that time comes, she'll be happy more than ever….

But that was only a dream to her….in reality she wondered If she will get noticed at all, of course Aubrey and her had gotten to know each

other, but even so, they still argued, it was only simple banters now, Just Beca and Aubrey having little problems with the dance moves

,Outfits, and that alike…

They followed Beca with the song choices though, renewing their set list every now and then…

But that was the only time they actually spend their time together, Aubrey and Beca were frenemies,

They didn't meet each other unless it's Bella's rehearsals and practices …..

And to Beca, well….she did liked Aubrey, and the fact that she wants to be with the blonde irritates and agitates her at the same time….

But of course there are a lot of buts and what if's in Beca's life, like 'what if she ignores me' 'But she won't like me….'

'No, what if she hates me?' '..but won't she be annoyed…'

What does Beca need to do, what can the DJ do in this situation?

Is sitting there and waiting gonna help? Is Aubrey even interested at her…?

Beca can only sigh at herself, doing nothing but laying on her bed, not even listening to a remix of hers,

Just laying there…..she even swears if time can kill a person, she'd be dead by now…

She notes that maybe she could use this depression on her psychology essay in class or something…

But now isn't the time to think about such things, she needed to go to the Bella's rehearsal studio

Where they will have to do cardio again…

'ugh….I don't wanna do stupid dance moves..…' Beca groans as she get's up from her bed and to her

Closet to get her jacket 'I'd rather do cardio or something...….'

She puts on her grayish jacket and wraps the scarf with the matching color around her neck

'but I guess it's alright….I get to see Bree wear …..tight shorts..' she thought again

Thinking back the assets of the blonde…

Smiling to herself, Beca opened the door out of the room and went straight to her destination