"Chloe!" Beca yelped as she got out of the taxi and ran to the right side of the road where the taxi that Chloe was in lay upside down. She knelt down where the back seat left door was and punched her fist at the glass, shattering it into pieces.
As she put her arm through the window to unlock the door, her breathing became heavier, her view of the unconscious redhead becoming more clear. She pulled open the door and reached into the taxi, grabbing ahold of Chloe and carefully pulling her out, setting her on her lap. Just looking at the damaged redhead brought tears to her eyes.
Tucking a stray curl behind Chloe's ear, she quickly glanced up at the night sky, admiring the many stars above them. She allowed her mind to shy away from the fear of Chloe dying...
again.
She knew she had to be serious with this. This was no longer a joke anymore, it never was. It happened over and over again too many times. So many times that she became used to seeing Chloe in this state, in this hurt and shattered state.
Beca glanced back down at Chloe, specifically the jewel that hung around her neck. Her eyes wandered from her chest to her cut-up face. The many cuts on her face must have been from the glass that broke at the back of the taxi. The large gash that went from the right side of her forehead to the tip of the outside of her eye resulted from the hit to her head when the taxi tumbled over.
As people gathered around as well as police, it became harder to contain the tears in her eyes. She never had really cried in front of people, especially a crowd this big. She swore that the people in the crowd could make up most of the student population of Barden. No doubt.
The police started questioning people about what happened and if they saw anything suspicious happen before the crash. Hearing the mutters of many people around her, Beca pealed her eyes away from Chloe, watching an ambulance pull over to the side of the road. Paramedics hopped out of the vehicle and approached the taxi, seeing if anyone was still inside it. They bashed the taxi driver side window and opened the door, carefully pulling the driver out of the taxi and placing him on to a gurney.
Beca shook her head and focused back on Chloe. She gripped tightly at the jewel around the her neck and frowned. "I'm sorry, Chloe, but I need to take this back in order for this to work." She pulled the chain right off her neck, holding it close to her chest. She unclipped her own necklace and connected the two jewels together. "Goodbye Chloe," Beca whispered, allowing one tear to roll down her cheek. "I'll see you at the activities fair... again."
The brunette fully connected the two jewels, a glow of light suddenly came from them, forcing Beca to close her eyes, the view of Chloe vanishing before her.
Beca gazed out the window of the taxi, the site of Barden's campus standing right before her eyes. The music playing loudly through her headphones kept her mind off her nervous state. She only admired Barden, thinking of nothing more, besides... well... Barden. She had to keep her mind on the now. Just by looking at the students exiting their parents' car or the staff directing the students to their dorm room left her mind completely blank of thoughts.
As the taxi came to a slow stop, Beca pulled her headphones off her head and allowed them to hang around her neck, the music still playing at an average volume. She opened the door and immediately went to the trunk to pick up her black Mac Book bag that held her Mac Book as well as some other things that she needed to make her mixes. A staff member also headed to the trunk to grab Beca's belongings for her, first reaching towards her lap top bag. Before he could grab ahold of it, Beca muttered a quick "I got it" and grabbed the bag's handle. Beca quickly stepped aside, allowing the staff member to gather her other bags.
Before she could take another step, a very chipper and quirky blonde appeared out of nowhere in front of her. Even now, she still doesn't know where that girl keeps coming from. "Hi, welcome to Barden University," she started, wanting to make Beca feel as comfortable as possible desite that she has already been greeted by this lady several times. Sadly, she didn't know that Beca had to go through the same thing just to save a certain bubbly redhead. "What dorm?"
"Baker Hall," Beca answered with a sigh. She had to hear her talk through the directions again, but honestly, she thought that the blonde's voice sounded annoying. Instead, the brunette cut her short of her explanation of directions. "Look, I know where my dorm is. Can I have the whistle and move on? I don't really give a shit about the directions I already know."
The blonde rose her eye brows. "The rape whistle? How did you know I was going to-"
Beca cut her off again. "Just give me the whistle so I can get to my dorm much faster and ignore the freshman whose parents' car is about to stop right beside us. I want to avoid him as much as possible. He is seriously annoying and hearing him sing Carry On My Wayward Son again is going to make my head explode."
She gave the brunette a weird look and handed her the "Official BU Rape Whistle". "Don't blow it unless it's actually happening," the blonde warned.
The DJ rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I know," she muttered, putting the whistle between her teeth and walking past the woman, and headed to her dorm. She walked through the gates that led her on to campus, many of the same freshman she's seen those other times go by with a BU staff member holding their belongings.
Beca approached an area that was all dirt, no grass. There were a couple trees too. She knew right then that she would see the four guys all sitting in chairs, rating each girl that walked by, especially freshman. Beca thought that it was immature and stupid.
Getting on to a sidewalk, she watched as the freshman with a load ton of stuffed animals walk by, the boxes and bags of animals falling over. Each time, it annoyed Beca to a point where she almost wished she went a different way to her dorm.
She finally approached an entrance to the building, the hall that her dorm was in, and walked inside. Everything that she remembered before the accident was still there. The various club posters hanging on bulletin boards, up coming events, and other things that even Barden would consider good enough to pin.
Beca went down one last hallway before arriving at her dorm room. She took out her key and opened the door, then walking in and setting down her bag and headphones. She turned to see Kimmy Jin, her roommate, who was still getting herself organized. Although by finals she would suddenly get soft, Beca still had hated her after each time she had to run off to the activities fair with her just to avoid her dad.
"Hi, I'm Beca," Beca stated, only getting an annoyed look from Kimmy Jin. Being left in silence, she rolled her eyes and turned back around to set up her turntable, keyboard, and other things she needed to make her mixes at the desk across from Kimmy Jin's.
By the time she was close to finishing, BU staff came in to drop off her other bags and boxes. She simply told them to just set them on her bed and they did so, then leaving the room. Putting one last thing together which involved her very complicated turntable, she again turned towards Kimmy Jin who was now sitting at her desk. Beca gestured towards the many devices that stood on her desk. She had told Kimmy Jin this time and all the other times that the DJ stuff on her desk was important to her and that she couldn't touch it or move it while she wasn't in the dorm. Only receiving a glare, Beca rolled her eyes and turned herself back around, glancing down at her keyboard beside her desk.
Beca sighed and unclipped the necklace that hung around her neck and gazed at her half of the jewel, Chloe's half being in a hidden pocket in her lap top bag. She set the necklace down on her desk by her Mac Book and pulled her Mac Book out of sleep mode. Beca logged into her lap top and opened her "DeeJay" program. She quickly tested her keyboard and turntable to see if they worked properly just after being connected to her lap top not long ago.
After testing it, she opened a file that she has been working on (which she never really had a chance to finish) and played through what she had done of it. Although, she decided not to plug in her headphones at the last minute, wanting to annoy the hell out of Kimmy Jin. She added a couple of base beats to the mix, finishing off the final product of the mix she'd been working on for the longest time. Before she could save what she had changed, a knock came upon her door. Beca sighed, hearing her dad's voice behind the door. Something like, "Campus police! Hide your wine coolers!"? Wine coolers? What the hell are wine coolers? she asked herself.
Not hearing a response, Beca's dad opened the door. She took a quick glance at her dad before finally saving the finished mix. "I'm just kidding," he continued, "it's just your ol' man trying to make a funny."
"Chris Rock, everybody," Beca replies sarcastically, her eyes still focused on her lap top screen. While her dad awkwardly introduced himself to Kimmy Jin, Beca opened up a blank file, wanting to start a new mix to show her dad that she was obviously busy with something so he would leave.
He didn't hear a reply from Kimmy Jin so he turned back to Beca, who still wasn't paying attention to him. "So," he started, "when did you get here? How did you get here?"
"Took a cab. I didn't want to inconvenience you and Sheila." Beca started searching for songs to use in the mix she pulled up on the program. She had a whole list of songs she hadn't used yet. "How is the stepmonster?"
"She's great." After that, the rest of what Dr. Mitchell said was drained out by Beca, completely ignoring her father. "...Gave her my lucky-"
Beca sighed and finally turned to face her dad. "Dad, I don't really care. I just wanted to say 'stepmonster'."
Dr. Mitchell shook his head. "Fair enough." He looked out the window in Beca's dorm room. "In the spring time, students study on the grass."
"I don't want to study on the grass," Beca retorted, getting a little frustrated. "I don't need college. What I need is to live in LA, work at a music label, start paying my dues-"
"DJ'ing is not a profession. It's a hobby. Unless you're Rick Dees or someone awesome," her dad said, interrupting her, not wanting to hear anymore about the whole "moving to LA" thing.
She shook her head. "I honestly don't want to continue this pointless conversation. It's stupid. I don't want to get more pissed off than I already am."
There was a sudden awkward silence between the two. All Beca could think about was meeting Chloe again at the activities fair. She didn't care about the current situation. She just wanted her dad to leave so she could go to the activities fair and get this over with.
In the midst of the awkward silence, Kimmy Jin stood up and announced that she was going to the activities fair. Beca let out a sigh of relief, her frustration had about to get the best of her. "You know what? I think I'm going to go to the activities fair with my super-good friend, Kimmy Jin." And with that, Beca walked passed her dad and left her dorm room along with Kimmy Jin.
Chloe Beale stood next to her best friend, Aubrey Posen, at the Barden Bellas' booth at the activities fair. She had fliers in her arms that had pictures and rehearsal days pasted on it. Aubrey had the clipboard that held the sign-up sheet, which to their disappointment was blank. No one really wanted to join the Bellas after what happened last year at Lincoln Center in New York.
The two tried to get Baloney Barb to sign-up, despite her baloney looking boobs. Barb just laughed at the question and insulted them harshly, causing Aubrey to lose all hope of getting new members. After failing to get Baloney Barb, Chloe suggested to Aubrey that they should just be looking for good singers, not girls with just good looks. Although good looks as well as a good voice would be even better, according to Aubrey.
Overhearing Chloe's suggestion, Fat Amy walked over to the booth, becoming interested after hearing "good singers" since she considered herself as one. To test her, Chloe asked her to match pitch. At first, she matched Chloe's pitch perfectly. Then at the last note, she went a little bit overboard, holding out the note longer than Chloe and Aubrey thought she would. It was very unexpected yet impressive. After a couple more seconds, the two became annoyed and impatient of her. Aubrey gestured for her to stop.
Fat Amy stopped, then saying something about dancing, which left Chloe's mind immediately as if she wasn't really interested and she wasn't. After showing them her mermaid dancing, Aubrey gave her a flier, telling her that she'll see her at auditions. Fat Amy finally left Aubrey and Chloe's view.
Since then, no one else stopped at their booth. The vomit incident that happened last year must have made people uninterested in joining. Either that or everyone at Barden, that aren't already in an a capella group, just cant sing or despise a capella.
Chloe watched as people walked passed their booth, obviously not showing any interest in joining as Aubrey shoved fliers in their faces. Her eyes wandered away from the people that had passed their booth to a short brunette coming close to the booth. A smile spread across her face. Chloe quickly got her best friend's attention and pointed to the brunette.
"What about her?" Chloe asked.
Aubrey cringed at the brunette's appearance. "She seems a bit too alternative for us."
Chloe completely ignored her and handed the brunette a flier once she approached the booth. "Hi," she greeted, "any interest in auditioning for our a capella group?"
The brunette glanced down quickly, examining it. The pictures, rehearsal times, description at the bottom. They could use a real flier up-grade was all that came through her head. Not hearing a reply, Chloe sighed, feeling as though the girl was only thinking about how bad the flier looked and she wasn't wrong.
"What's your name?" Chloe asked suddenly, wanting to get the brunette's attention away from the flier.
She glanced up at Chloe, not leaving her gaze. She couldn't. Her eyes were too beautiful for her to ignore. "I'm Beca." Chloe smiled.
"Hi, Beca. I'm Chloe."