Chapter 1
Being a Rebel
(BECA'S POV)
*CRING CRING CRING*
" ughhhh...stupid fucking alarm clock" I cried throwing the alarm clock towards the door and sleep back under the covers ughh it's still too early, if I could just go back in time and kick the inventor of the alarm clock in the ass and put some sense in his mind
"Language young lady!" My mom warns in a threatening voice as she opened the door where I have just thrown the alarm clock , "you're going to school whether you like it or not. it's your first day in college you should be happy and excited "
I rolled my eyes
"But mom...I don't need to go to college I just need to apply for music production then 'goodbye Atlanta hello LA! ' I'll be the best music producer" I said proudly. "who needs school anyways" I reasoned out , but who really does need school anyways it's just a pain in the a*s , homeworkers projects and nag from teachers ughh I really hate it..
My mother then sits at the end of the bed and looks at me seriously "Beca" I looked away "listen to me , look at me you know, I hate school when I was a kid and until now but we all need to learn Beca..you need to have your own diploma so that in the future you wont be having a hard time finding a good decent job" and she looks at me like she's talking to my very own soul.. creepy right
"I need to go downstairs ..I need to go early for work and you young lady must get off that bed and get ready for school then Mr. Archie will drive you to school do you understand? " she points at me.
I nodded lightly
After I got out from the shower I go straight to my closet and pick my famous signature , my piercing , flannel, jeans and a high top sneakers with a bit of make up then went straight to school
"Worst days of my life begins" I mumbled silently
" ms. Mitchell what time do you want me to pick you up? " Mr Arch my driver asked
"Beats me" he gave me a confusing look, ughh really!? "Look I'll just text you when my classes are done, okay? Oh and Mr Arch ? just call me Beca "
"Okay Beca" he nods then went straight to the car...As I face the school
"I just hope I find someone that's makes me want to stay " I mumbled
As days passed by I never went to any of my classes I just sat on the quad open my MacBook Pro and mix music while other students are busy on the upcoming event. ' the activities fair '
As I got back from school I just got the most amazing news of all time: Dad's here
He came from business meetings and trips he's very busy, like all the time
I really hate him all he do is 'blah blah blah school is great blah have friends blah '
As I ran upstairs just to escape from his wrath ,the loveliest angelic voice I've ever heard has begun...
"Beca" my Dad practically yelled " Don't you dare run to your room and hide..again.. We have something to discuss young lady "
Ughh not again , I rolled my eyes
As I walk to the living room where he's sitting legs crossed reading his papers from work I started the conversation
" Dad what is it this time, what do you want " I answered, he then puts his papers aside and face me like I was guilty of something , oh wait , I hope it's not about those stupid ' attending school stuff' well who cares
" I got a call from the school head saying you weren't going or even attending your classes where were you? " He said looking at me sternly
Yup , I'm right
"Nothing just doing some stuff that's doesn't concern you nor the school, happy? "
I gave him my expressionless face because I don't really care if I don't go to school it's not worthy of my time as I try to climb the stairs he shouts at me
" You are a very rebellious young lady ! You're grounded for a week no Mac means no mixing of music no credit cards just you and your books got that? " he shouts at me
I stopped dead at my tracks eyes widened at the epiphany , no Mac seriously? Is he joking that's my life! I hate him, he just comes to the house to nag and ground me for a week then goes to work and comes back next month then grounds me again it's like some sort of tradition for him.
" Ughhhh no Mac are you kidding me? Mom say something " I faced her as I asked for help but she turned me down
" I'm sorry sweetie but that's for your own good " she said as she turn back to the kitchen, leaving me with no choice but to suck it up .
"Ughhhh" I don't have any choice I rolled my eyes as I went back to my room
'Why does he always ruin my life? ' I ask myself
I woke up with bags under my eyes come on ! I can't mix music is he really being serious ?As I got up from bed I heard footsteps heading to my bedroom
" Beca are you up yet ? " my mothers asked as she opened the door. " No " I answered sarcastically I'm upset at her because she never stood up for me last night. But she just made it worse when-
" I'm here to get your Mac and your mixing equipment " She said as she ran through my things at the table. " What ?! Look mom I can control my self not using the equipment but please don't even think of moving it outside of my room " I pleaded her giving my puppy eyes , come on! my reputation is damaged.
"No , your father asked me to get all your equipments because you're grounded remember? " she answers " In the meantime when you're being good I will return it to you " she added as if it's implemented by the president "No ! Dad said I'm grounded for a week then that means it's only for just a week ! " i shot back as tears slip through my eyes they can't take away my life.
" Mom please..." As I hold her hand. " I need the equipment, why would you even grant his orders , he never acted as my father he acted like I'm some total stranger when I was young now he just wants to do whatever he wants " I cried.
I even cried harder as I cried my mother pulls me for a tight hug and replied
" I know that me and your father aren't really in good terms and that's why he isn't here every time you need him but please understand that he's still your father. eventhough we devorced a long time ago he's still here supporting us. "
mom reasoned out.
" I will try to understand him if he's even genuine on what's his doing " Mom frowned as I answered her , but that's the truth I just want to let my frustration out and I just want someone to understand me .
" Now Beca promise me you'll go to school and be better " she asked as she leaned and kissed me in the forehead
" I promise mom... "
As activities fair comes near I became a little bit better at school but still upset about my equipment because I was always lonely , music was always my home ..next few days I asked my mother that I'm going to get a dorm so that Mr. Park doesn't need to pick me up everyday , as heavens grant my wish mom allowed me and my credit card was returned but the equipment was not .
'Then he showed up'
" Dad "
" Beca "
" What are you doing here ? " I was surprised to see him here sitting at the end of my bed while Kimmy Jin my roomate was busy decorating her wall
" I'm here checking you up " he replied as if he cares
" What do you want " I said clearly showing my anger towards him but still thinking good thoughts, to make me calm down " Oh ! And How is the stepmonster ? " I answered enthustiatically clapping my hand up in the air receiving a glare from my Korean roomate.
" Oh Shiela , she's fine she's just busy in her wor- "
" Dad stop I just want to say stepmonster "
Then Kimmy Jin stepped out of the room
" Oh okay " he said as he walks up to my chair beside the table and goes on " Beca I Know you really don't like me because you think that I don't love you nor care for you because You're mother and I are not together anymore but I really love you Beca , I know you literally hate me because I just show up at the house and ground you again and again but it's that I just care for you I want what's best for you and I want you to be the best person you'll ever become ...He said with teary eyes.
" You're not lying right ? " I asked seriously
" No "
" Beca I took your equipment because you're not having friends , go out on the quad make friends that's what school is "
" Dad , I don't even wanna attend school , I just wanna go to LA and make music I want to produce music! " I said reasoning the last statement
" Beca , I've always supported you, just one school year and you're out , your decision . LA is yours I promise " he said with a genuine smile , where did that smile even come from. That was the first time I saw dad smiling he was always frowning every time I see him.
" Seriously? " I was shocked and amazed at the same time , Dad the one who took my ,equipment my happiness , just grounds me , nags me and just wants me to go to school supports me in going off to LA! That's a shocking news!
" Ofcourse , I will always support you but promise me first that you will have friends and go to your classes "
"I promise dad " I promised to my father and hug him with all my might
"I love you dad" oh my god that was the first time I told him those three words,
Ahh never mind I really love him right now.
"I love you too Beca, now got to your classes and make friends, I have classes to teach" As he walked to the door and waved his hands " Bye " ,
" Bye dad " I replied waving my hand, hoo that was surprising I can't believe Dad said such drama but hopefully it was a good one.
- I haven't introduced my dad yet , he's a professor at Barden University the school where I study his name is John David Mitchell , we're not really in good terms because he left me and mom and has another family ,his wife is Shiela they had a daughter her name is Riley she's a year younger than me.
Today is the activities fair and I'm trying my best to go out on the quad because I don't have my equipment with me and it's a bit lonely.
As walk down the quad I noticed a banner that has a ' DJ ' on it so I hurriedly ran to it hoping that I could join the group and hopefully use some equipment.
" ummm hello ? " I said as I waved my hand and walked to the stall.
I don't really understand what the man in the stall was doing, I noticed that he was moving and swaying his hand just then I heard an aussie voice..
" Hey ' Deaf Jews ' the Aussie said as she swayed her finger up in the the words
Well now I know what the word 'DJ ' means as the aussie explained everything to me
Then I noticed that the man at the stall became upset and sent us away..
" Oh , by the way I'm Fat Amy " Amy smiled as she reached her hand to me. "And you must be ? " she added filling me some questions
" Beca " I shook her hand " Beca Mitchell " , why is she calling herself Fat Amy ? Never mind I won't ask it might upset her. As we talked and walked down the quad I noticed a stall that has a 'B' on it., but I'm really not interested on it so I just walked straight never looking back at the stall but then Amy grabbed my arm as she went to the stall pulling me along with her
" Amy what are you doing ! " I said asking her I'm starting to get upset , but something caught my attention, I gasped " A Fleck of red ! " I whispered under my breath, smiling as my memories flashes through me
. " Beca I wanna see that stall it's interesting " she said as she points out to the stall that has a 'B ' on it. Uh-oh this is gonna be a long day.
A/N : what do you think?
