[To the guest that made a review on my other story called 'Freedom' you know who you are, I thought I'll put it on here to tell you. I read what you wrote; I took all your advice including opinion and remembered, also on what I should improve on! A lot to improve… the other facts you told me about including yourself when you read the fanfics also of what is around on the Pitch Perfect side of things, what others like and dislike's, I took that to account. I hope this is a better improvement, I chose to make a different one even though you may have said the story was 'good' but I thought it would be better of making a better Bechloe story starting off similar. I hope this on works out awesome. To the Guest Thank You! – F. Aka MusicMixLife']
The day has come for one Beca Mitchell, at aged 19 today she is starting freshman year at Barden University. To say she was not pleased is a total understatement, sitting at a bench finishing off a mix before the taxi came to take her to Barden, was not what she had in mind for the year for herself. She wanted to be heading to LA, doing internship at a music studio, get her mixes heard, work her way up; get herself out there in the world! But no…..just no…. her so-called-father thought it's okay to go back into her life, control her living, control how she should living up to her life, up to his expectations thinking its okay to rule everything that it so happens to be okay for him to do this because of her mother had passed away on a freak car accident. For a small-narrow-minded-pig who walked out on her; her mother when she was 10, she still not forgave him for. Sure her parents were not the same as they were before, like the fights over anything, getting divorced, but walking out on your own fresh and blood at a very young age, with no reason, or an explanation, it wasn't fair.
A honk of a horn brought Beca back to the world, shutting down her laptop into her laptop bag, along with a few other things, telling the driver she'll put it in the boot herself while safely putting her laptop bag on top. Getting into the back of the taxi, while the driver closed the boot.
Before she knew it she was heading towards Barden University….
she had to come to an agreement with her 'father' after all the deal was if she makes it through the year; got a good education from this, he would help move to LA, only if he got to pick at least 1 subject for her to take in, while Beca can chose the rest. But she has to attend to each class, otherwise the deal will be off, unless she turns ill, or is at some kind of appointment, other than that the deal would be off.
The ride wasn't long as such, about 30 minuets or so. Getting out of the taxi attending to her laptop bag, standing in front of Barden University, eye brows raised and a sigh, as this was her last day on earth.
Beca: Here We Go… Show Me What You Got Barden….
Authors Note
Before you carry on with this story that I hope you'll like and keep ready. You may see that I might have some mistakes, but I'll make sure I'll proof read to make it easy for everyone else while reading to enjoy it.
I'm half-deaf so I had to learn two languages at the same time since I was born, thanks for being supportive; helping out I hope you'll look forward to more -
MusicMixLife