I Fell For You

by madrian

Beca Mitchell just moved from Florida to California with her twin brother and Father, due to her parents break up. She is enrolled in California International High School, where she will meet her nemesis, her best friend, her stalker, and most importantly, the love of her life. In Beca's POV (I suck at summaries, the story is better, I hope….) I don't own Pitch Perfect. On Hiatus

1. Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Here I am, in a moving truck, in California, bopping my head to the beat, and why? Because of my parents. They broke up a few weeks ago, not that I care, I hate mom anyway.

"Are we there yet dad" My twin brother Zack whine's.

"Almost." My dad says through gritted teeth. Zack had been whining the whole journey from the airport, which was a surprisingly long time. Well actually, he had been whining since he found out we were moving. Unlike me, he actually had friends in Florida and didn't want to leave them behind.

A few minutes later we arrive outside a house that looks very…. Cliché. I hop out start humming the tune to my newest mix.

"Someone come help me with these boxes." My dad yells, frustration hinting a LOT in his voice. I walk over and prepare to lift a large box.

"Oh no Beca, that's really heavy, here take this one." He says, handing me a tiny box. I ignore him and lift the big box, trying and succeeding in looking at ease. I walk to the house and put it inside, glad to be putting the extremely heavy box down. I slowly walk around the house, analysing every (flawed) detail. Wow, I cant believe how much I HATE this house. I remove the piece of paper from my pocket and glu-tack it to the door of my room. I re-enter it and picture everything in it and grimace at the thought.

I gaze out the window and see a, rather… broad, girl talking to my dad. She takes dad into the house nextdoor. Oh, so she's our neighbour.

I travel down the stairs and exit the house and enter the backyard. I know it sounds stupid, but in Florida, I would always climb this tree and listen to my mixes on it. Yeah its stupid, but it's relaxing, and more importantly distracting.

I scan the yard for a climbable tree and find a reasonably nice oak tree. I climb the tree with ease to branch where the leaves shade me from peoples view. I relax and lose myself in my music.

6 hours later, 7:00 pm

"Beca, Zack, Dinner's ready!" Dad yells up the stairs. I Get up off my bed and make my way down the stairs.

"Dad, when you say 'Dinners ready' you mean 'Pizza's here', right?" I say mockingly. My dad cannot cook if it could save his life. I slump down in a chair and grab a slice of pepperoni and devour it.

"Beca, manners." My dad lectures me. I laugh inwardly.

"Seriously dad? Have you even seen Zack?" I ask, motioning to Zack. His face is covered with tomato sauce and He smiles, revealing the cheese covering his teeth. I laugh, but my dad only glares at him. My brothers smile fades as he drops the slice with was currently eating (more like rubbing all over his face) on the plate.

"Bye." He says putting his plate in the dishwasher and running upstairs. I smile as I take the final bite of the slice. I place my plate in the dishwasher and head upstairs to my room. I collapse lazily in my desk chair and open my computer, hoping to start a new mix, but decide to not because Im not feeling particularly inspired right now. Instead I log into the school website and check the extracurricular activites. I didn't go to any of the clubs in my school in Florida, but my dad said something about a mixing club, so…. I search the list looking for the mixing club, but fail. I Shut my laptop down and climb into bed. I know its only 7:45 but I cant think of anything else to do so I Switch the lights off and clamber into bed. After about half an hour, I finally drift off.

Well that's chapter one, I apologize if its not very good, I'm only 11 and its my first fanfic so…. If you have any questions PM me and PLEASE review. But don't review if your gonna be a little bitch and complain that my fanfic isn't good.