A/N: The idea for this story just came to me while eating some lunch (kind of odd eating and then thinking about it, doesn't it?). Thought it would be fun to try to put it down into a whole story.

I don't know if some of you are gonna love me or hate me or just consider me ridiculous. Although you can share your comments about this story.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Pitch Perfect.


Five years after college, Beca Mitchell had just moved into a new home on Barden Street in a small town in Atlanta. After finally getting away from her abusive and jerk of an ex-boyfriend, Beca is ready to start a new life in a new place, away from the nasty memories brought by the people she would rather consider a part of the past. Unfortunately for her in some way, her ex-boyfriend is the son of the record company she has been working at for the past 5 years. Now, she's back down in the dumps, not having enough money to pay for a new place in L.A. which is quite why she had asked some financial help from her dad who had been living in Atlanta after teaching in a local university.

After putting down the last box she took from her car, she didn't have too much stuff to move and the place her dad helped her buy was already fully furnished, it just needed some restocking which reminder her to pass by the grocery store later this afternoon. She pushed the box beside the door to keep it out of the way and decided to take a tour around the house. It was pretty big for only one person to live in, maybe she would call her sister sometime for some company when she needed it. She would also try to look for local jobs for the time being as she saves up enough again to get back to L.A. She had mentioned to her dad to just keep the house even though that time of return to L.A. comes, she may still need a place to stay here in Atlanta. Beca didn't want to bother her dad and Sheila in their house, considering they already had Brittany, Beca's half-sister who was at her pre-teens, and another baby on the way.

Beca went over to one grab her laptop bag and place it on the table beside the stairs. Setting it up and opening a few of her mixes to play, she walked over to one of the other boxes to grab a pair of speakers she had to attach it to her laptop. Her headphones were good, but if you were living alone in a house big enough for at least three people, hearing music around the house isn't such a bad idea. Beca kept the volume on a level that would be loud enough for it to spread around the house but without becoming a disturbance to her neighbor. She wouldn't want to get visited by the police on the first day she moved to a new place just because of a neighbor's report of public disturbance. She grabbed a few refreshments for herself and went over to relax for a while. She dropped herself on the sofa in her living room to relax and place a call to her dad, telling him that she is now in town and that if he could pay her a visit soon, even just once.

Through the years, Beca has learned to rekindle with her father again, after the enormous help he has given her throughout the years, especially in her college years. Her dad had paid for her tuition and continued to guide her throughout after her nightmare of a life living with her mom. Growing up in a broken and complicated family, Beca was used to all the bullshit in life. Living alone was always an option, trust issues are a part of her, but pushing people away is also a part of her world. Friends are never permanent, all except Patricia, who prefers to call herself "Fat Amy" for god-knows-what reason there is. That woman stuck with her throughout hell and she was surely glad she hadn't pushed that one person away.

Which reminded her, maybe Amy could also pay a visit here at her new place, Birmingham was still pretty close compared to when she was in Los Angeles. She was pretty sure Amy would need to consult her husband before scheduling a trip. You can't just leave a hyperactive little boy with his same-level-hyperactive-and-crazy dad while the mom is away, problems would just surely await you when you get home.

As Beca finished texting Amy, her doorbell rang. She just arrived and a neighbor had already thought of paying a visit? Well, that was pretty thoughtful of them. She stood up and walked over to the door and opened it up.

What welcomed her on her doorstep of her new home were two girls around her own age, one was thin and had curly brown hair that fell a little bit below her shoulders with a headband holding it back from falling on her face, all jolly and bubbly and smiling till the corners of her mouth reached her ears, while the other one was a little more muscular and bigger, dark complexion with a cool and tough stance.

"Good morning! I'm Jessica," says the curly haired and bubbly one as she grabbed one of Beca's hands to shake them hello. "And this is Cynthia Rose," she pointed to the girl beside her who gave back a half-wave and a "Hey there," statement.

"We were just wandering around and saw you just moved in, wanted to give you a warm welcome on Barden Street," Jessica added, adoringly.

Beca welcomed them in, embarrassed to be keeping company waiting outside. She went over to her laptop to lower down the volume of her speakers a bit and attended to their needs, glad that she still had a few supplies left enough to give her company some refreshments. They continued their conversation, exchanging some stories and entering the GTKY (Getting to Know You) stage in the neighborhood. Beca didn't hesitate to meet new people, sharing a bit about her wouldn't hurt that much, like she would even give a shit if people knew a few things about her, nothing major to lose.

"Oh, before I forget, just so you would know," Jessica said as she placed her cup back on the coffee table, "it's Cynthia's birthday tomorrow." Jessica said happily. Cynthia elbowed her in the side which made Jessica yelp a bit by the sudden hit she got. She rubbed her arm as Cynthia Rose gave her a warning look.

"Really? Happy Birthday in advance!" Beca said, plastering the most genuine smile she possibly could give in this bit awkward situation.

Jessica just ignored Cynthia and got back to Beca. "Anywho, well, we were planning a party to celebrate. Why don't you come along?" happy Jessica asked.

"Oh, no. It's okay. I'll be fine here. I have to make some arrangements to restock this place anyway." Beca added. It wasn't a bad idea to attend such, but she wasn't too interested either. Besides, she barely knows anyone in the neighborhood.

"Hold on a minute," Cynthia Rose held her hand up and listened to the music playing. "Is this yours?" she pointed to nowhere in particular, but Beca knew that Cynthia was pertaining to the music playing in the background.

"Yeah, they're my own mixes." Beca replied and nodded.

"Girl, I like your jam. This beat is cool, got anything else?" Cynthia asked, showing some interest in Beca's music.

Beca just nodded and walked over to her laptop to play another file placed on her queue. She turned the volume on the speakers back up just a little bit and the sound filled throughout the house. Cynthia was bobbing her head a little and smiled, impressed and loving Beca's beat.

"These are some cool beats. You just have to attend my party. Come on over and play some of yours throughout the night," Cynthia Rose said.

"Really?" Beca was astonished. She was new here and people suddenly love her music out of the blue. She was in no way interested to attend the party, but if people paid attention to her music and many more would possibly like it, she knows it's an opportunity to rise again. Chances may come and, who knows, she might be able to make it out here in Atlanta and then return to L.A. Beca made up her mind and agreed to their invitation.

They continued to talk as the music continued to play behind them until it was time for them to leave. Beca assisted them to the door and they said their goodbyes. Jessica gave her number just in case Beca had anything to ask or if she just wanted some company.

"I just live a few houses down from yours, you'll know it's mine when you see a blue car parked in the driveway," Cynthia said. "You're on the end of the street, so if you need anything else, you can ask your next-door neighbor." Cynthia Rose added and pointed over to the house on the right, which was pretty much the only house nearest in sight.

Beca nodded and said thanks to the both of them. They said their goodbyes and went back to do each other's errands. Beca locked her front door and turned the music down a bit, she went back to lay on her couch and took a nap, she would start restocking when she wakes up to go to the local grocery.


The next night came and Beca was dressed in the best way she could, casual yet matching the vibe of a party and enjoying the night. She didn't forget to bring along the flashdrive that contained some of her mixes, enough to keep the night filled with her music. She decided to walk since Cynthia's house wasn't too far away anyway, besides, she didn't have a car. As she passed from one house to the other, she finally found Cynthia's house. Thanks to the reminder of the blue car parked in the driveway. As Beca made her way up the porch, she could hear some music playing inside. She rang the doorbell and Jessica opened the door for her a few seconds later.

She was introduced to a few other people in the house, Cynthia's friends, she guessed. Jessica mentioned that only Cynthia's friends were invited here, her family lived in Georgia and had already sent their regards and greetings over to her. Most of her friends present were those way back coming from college. Jessica tells that she and Cynthia Rose go way back, being part of a very successful a cappella group, winning multiple championships every year throughout their years of staying. She says it's quite a story and she can't wait to tell Beca all the details. Music lovers, a bit different, but still music. Maybe Beca would really enjoy their company after all.

The two of them finally came across Cynthia Rose, greeting each other with their hellos and happy birthdays. Cynthia pointed Beca to where the sound system was placed and instructed her to place in the flash drive containing her mixes. Once the final song ended, Beca took the other drive out and put in hers, setting it up and let the music playing around the house. Cynthia also leads Beca to the kitchen, where refreshments and some food are placed. She was left there to be, and she felt awkward, knowing that she knew no one else inside the house besides Jessica and Cynthia Rose who were practically busy entertaining the other guests.

Beca took a cup of her own and poured some juice in. Rather than serving herself some alcoholic beverage, she settled for a lighter drink. She remembered that she hasn't eaten dinner or lunch yet, getting intoxicated on an empty stomach would just consider the effect harder and make it be felt more rapidly than she would think. She leaned against the counter, taking a sip of her drink.

"So, you're the new girl," says someone, the voice belonging to the unknown person from behind her.

"And you are?" Beca turned around and said to the guy she was facing right now. That sounded mean, adding the fact that she wasn't smiling while saying her comment.

"Whoa, no harm meant, girl. Chill. I'm Jesse," he replied, racing his hands in precaution and then reaching out his hand, waiting for a handshake.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sound so bitchy," she apologized and took and shook his hand, "I'm Beca. Yeah, I'm the new girl," she shrugged her shoulders after letting go.

"It's fine. I live in the house next to yours." He added. So he was the person Cynthia Rose meant.

"Really? You live alone in that house? It's quite big for someone going on a solo flight if you ask me." Beca mentioned.

"Oh, no. I live with my brother there, a duo at least." Jesse added. Beca smiled, he seemed entertaining, kinda cheeky.

"And speaking of my brother…" Jesse added and then looked over Beca's shoulder, glancing over to the person at the doorway. "Hey Benji! Come and meet our new neighbor!" Beca turned around and saw another guy make his way over to where she and Jesse stood. Jesse put his arm around who is supposed to be his brother and introduced him.

"Benji, this is Beca. Beca, this is Benji, my brother and companion." Jesse said, pointing them to each other. Benji let out his hand as he said 'hi' and Beca shook it.

"You two are brothers? Well, no offense, but you don't look anything alike." Beca pointed out.

The brothers just gave a chuckle and Jesse said something, "Well, it's a long story. We're not brothers by blood. My dad married his mom years after my mom died. It wasn't an easy adjustment for the both of us, but we made it through. We're as close as ever." Benji just nodded and gave his brother a soft punch on the arm after Jesse removed his arm from around him. A little later, someone called out for Benji again and he excused himself from their company.

"Well, it was nice to meet you Benji." Beca said.

Before the two could go back into conversation, Beca is summoned out by Jessica who just runs suddenly into the kitchen and grabs her before she could even excuse herself. Jesse puts up his hand to wave goodbye and Beca hears him mutter a 'talk to you later' before she is fully taken into the living room where a group of people were gathered around Cynthia Rose.

"Beca, these are my friends. They love your mixes," Cynthia Rose introduced each one of them. Starting from a tall and sexy brunette that was busy with her nails, which was Stacie; and then there was Aubrey, a blonde and curly haired girl, who was said to be one of the former captains of their a cappella group; there was also Chloe, a blue-eyed ginger; Donald, who was said to be a sick beatboxer; and then there was Matt, who was preferably known as 'Unicycle' because he always carried and rode his unicycle throughout college, it became his tagname for them.

"You're not so bad, you do this for a living?" Aubrey asks.

"Dude, I love your beat. Are you a DJ?" asked Unicycle as he puts his arm around Aubrey's waist.

Beca entertains their questions and to the others as well. They are told to take a seat on the couch and the rest of the chairs that were available. Stacie was all wrapped around Donald as she sat on his lap, Aubrey was leaning against Unicycle, Chloe was sitting on one of those solo chairs when a guy arrived to hug her from behind. She gave him a kiss as he reached down to her. It made Beca a bit uncomfortable, having all these couples around her all crazy and wrapped around each other. Coming from a failed relationship, it reminded her of the bad times she was given, of how she was a battered girlfriend but she couldn't leave him because her job was important to her. Eventually she had enough and decided to quit her job, knowing and finally gaining some sense that her life was much more important than a career that can be brought up after a fall.

Despite her uneasiness, she tried her best not to show it in front of all these people. She felt like a small ant under all these crowd, not really used to the fact that all the people's attention were set on her. She smiled and made conversation with these new people.


She excused herself from the crowd as Cynthia took care of her party. Beca went outside to take a seat on the steps of Cynthia's front porch. She listened to the faint sound of her music playing inside the house, but the rest of the night was rather silent.

She hears the door click as Jesse takes a seat beside her to join her.

"I hope I am in no disturbance of your reminiscing," Jesse says.

Beca looks up at him and gives him a smile, he really was a nerd. She wasn't too fond of men, but Jesse had a very light aura. Nothing screams dangerous from him. It made her feel a little bit more settled.

"You're such a dork," she said out loud unconsciously.

"Well, at least I don't wear a scary ear spike that screams 'I am your worst nightmare, so don't cross me' all over it," he said sarcastically.

It made Beca giggle. "I have that and tattoos, so I guess that adds to that," Beca said. She slapped herself in her head for sounding so lame.

Jesse smirked and gave small laugh, Beca thought it was cute, oddly, which made her smile and laugh along with him.

But their happy and cute moment was cut off by a shrilling scream coming from next door.


A/N: So there you go, the first chapter.

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