Chapter 1: Welcome to My Life
A/N: Hello! This is the first story I've ever written, so please be nice. Also, i know this chapter kinda sucks, but it's hard to get through all the introduction stuff with metaphorical grace and beauty, so bear with me, because i promise chapter 2 will be much better! And, if you're interested, the chapter titles will be songs that i think relate to the chapter, and i'll be posting the names at the end. Also, a shout-out to Truly123 for helping me through some of the more awkward parts of this chapter. You're amazing!
Welcome to Barden University, Beca. Your own personal prison for the next 9 months. Beca got out of the cab and rushed to beat the moving guys to her computer bag when the one-person welcoming committee walked up.
"Hi there! Welcome to Barden University. What dorm?"
Oh, god! Is everyone here like this? She thought. Everywhere she looked, Beca saw incoming freshmen happily talking to the welcome crew and flirting with the moving guys. Didn't they realize these people didn't really care? "Uh, Baker Hall, I think."
"Okay, so what you're gonna do is..." Beca zoned out. She knew where her dorm was. She had practically lived on this campus every summer since her parents got divorced. She didn't need some overly-preppy way-too-excited blonde bimbo telling her where to go. She turned her head when she heard "Carry On My Wayward Son" being played in someone's car. The back window was rolled down and a kinda cute (though she would never admit it) boy in the back seat was singing.
"Don't you cry no more. No!" Did he just point to me? Is he singing to me? If that could be considered singing... I could make a mix of that song. "donch-don-don-" Beca stifled a laugh as the kid's parents started driving and he face-planted into the back seat. Thank heaven she hadn't needed her parents to move in.
"...And your official BU rape whistle. Don't blow it unless it's actually happening." Seriously? This girl is still here? She took the whistle and stuck it in her mouth hoping the girl would get the hint that she didn't actually care. It's not like she needed to make friends anyway. She would be leaving at the end of the year and attachments were just something else she didn't need to deal with.
When she got up to her room, her roommate was already there. "Oh, hey, you must be Kimmy Jin. I'm Beca." She paused waiting for the girl to say something. ….is this girl slow? Oh, maybe she doesn't speak English. That would be kinda cool. "No English?" No response. "...yes English?" Damn she has an icy stare. "Just tell me where you're at with the English."Great! Just what I needed a crazy roommate. 9 months in counting...
While Kimmy Jin had her clothes and books unpacked and was already hanging stuff on the walls, the only things Beca cared about were her computers and her piano. She was desperate to finish the mix she had started before getting into the cab. Once everything was unpacked, and after a really awkward explanation to her roommate that her computer stuff was never to be touched that went unacknowledged as well, that's exactly what she did. She was about a minute from finishing it when she heard a knock on the door.
"Campus police. Hide your wine coolers."..and there's my dad. Beca thought. "Just kidding. It's just your old man making a funny." Doesn't he know by now that I don't want to talk to him? Why is he even here. He's the one who convinced mom to banish me to this hell-hole anyway. Inner Beca was not usually nice when it came to her father. After leaving her mom 9 years ago for some other woman and moving halfway across the country to get as far away from the two girls as possible, she saw no reason to try to be nice.
"Chris Rock, everybody." Beca turned back to her music. Talking to her dad was not something she wanted to do, especially not when he was trying to impress her roommate by talking about his class. Who would want to take comparative literature anyway?
"So, Beca, when did you get here? How did you get here?"
"Took a cab. I didn't want to inconvenience you and Sheila. How is the step-monster?" God, I love calling her that. Never gets old. Dr. Mitchell didn't stop Beca from bad-mouthing his wife. He loved her, but trying to form a bond with Beca was hard and he knew always getting onto her was not the way to do it. He chose to pick his battles. Usually, he lost, but he knew one day she would understand him.
"She's fine. She's actually at a conference in Vegas. She's-"
"No, dad, I don't really care. I just wanted to say step-monster."
Dr. Mitchell tried another approach. "So, have you been out on the quad yet? In the springtime all the students study on the grass-"
"I don't want to study on the grass, Dad." For Beca, it was time to check out. They'd had this conversation at least 12 times in the last six months. Ever since her dad convinced her mom to make her go to college. The only interesting part would happen in 3...2...1...
"- Rick Dees or someone awesome." Rick Dees?Did he just compare what I want to do with RICK FRIGGEN DEES? Does he even pay attention? Last time it was Billy the Kid. I swear, he doesn't even listen!
Kimmy Jin sighed. Listening to her white roommate fight with her dad on move-in day was not what she wanted to do. "I'm going to the activities fair." she stated.
Beca jumped at the chance to leave. While she didn't plan on joining any stupid groups on campus, maybe she could find some sort of DJ group or something. Anything to get away from her dad.
"Me too. I'm going to the activities fair with my super-good friend, Kimmy Jin." she said, already walking out the door. The pair got out the building when Kimmy Jin spoke to Beca directly for the first time in the hours they had been together.
"Look, I get you using me to ditch your dad. Fine. But we are not friends. I don't make friends with people like you. Don't follow me around, don't talk to me in the room. I don't need you. Stay away from me, and I'll stay away from you, got it?"
Beca was speechless. People like her? What did Kimmy Jin know? And how much? She hadn't even talked to her yet. Was it that obvious? But before Beca could ask what she meant, her roommate was off. Beca followed her with her eyes, and saw her make a beeline towards the Korean Student Association where she was welcomed with smiles and laughter. Now she was stuck here looking for something to keep her away from having to go back to the room. She had a gnawing suspicion that her dad would wait for her if she was only gone a few minutes. She started walking around aimlessly while trying to avoid the all-too annoying frat boys chanting like it was going to help their cause. Was there even a single other person here like her? For the first time since getting out of the cab, Beca let her emotions out. She felt genuinely alone. In high school that always meant raging parties and doing things she would never claim to be proud of, but would never deny. But for that she would actually have to talk to someone here. She looked around and wondered if anyone would be interested.
A/N: So, thanks for reading my first chapter! Reviews and comments are always welcomed and appreciated! I know this one kinda sucks a little, but i promise that the next one will be SO much better, so don't give up on me now! Thanks guys! This chapter is "Welcome to My Life" by Simple Plan.
