welcome to Music On The Radio
chapter one: the first day...
Beca scoffed at her father's apology. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. He said he was sorry. It's not like she didn't want an apology- she did, but it was a little late.
"You're sorry? You're sorry? You can't just leave when I'm fifteen, not give us any money, and move across the country. I know I came here looking for an apology, but this is shit."
Beca's father was shocked at her tiny outburst. Of course he kind of expected it, but it was just hard for him to hear his daughter speak to him like that.
"Sweetie." He sighed.
"No." Beca shouted. "You don't get the right to call me sweetie, or honey. You don't even deserve the right to call me your daughter."
Beca's father looked away, pretending to make sure there was no one around, but he didn't want his daughter to see the tear slither down his cheek from her hurtful words.
Beca took this minute to collect herself a little. "Look, I know I came to you in the first place. You gave me this opportunity to go to college. This is a right step in my music career. I know you wanted me to come here and at first I didn't agree, but after a while of thinking, I realized I needed this to take a step forward and forget about my past. I won't forget that you did this for me."
"But I also won't forget what you did to me and mom. I'm able to forget in high school when my grades dropped. I'm able to forget when I had a drinking problem after you left. I am almost able to forget about Luke, but I cannot forget about what you did to me and mom. As much as I try, I just can't. I want to thank you for everything that you have done, but I also want to forget you because you were a part of my past." Beca finished.
Her father looked down towards his feet. "Beca, I-"
"I came and said what I needed to say. Before I leave, I want to make sure I heard everything you want to say. Is there anything else you needed to say?"
He shook his head. "No."
"Alright then." Beca turned a little, getting ready to walk away. "I'm going to go and walk back to my dorm room. I guess I'll see you around campus and that is it. Bye, dad."
Beca turned around completely and started walking across the school parking lot to get to her dorm room. As she walked away, she let a few tears out. She used her sleeves to wipe away the tears.
She stopped walking when she felt a tap on her shoulder. Beca turned around immediately and yelled, "Holy shit. Dude, you scared the hell out of me."
The guy just gave a small smile. "Sorry, it's just that, well-"
"Well, what? Were you following me? Cause if so, I can break your arm in two seconds."
He held up his hands in defense. "No, I wasn't stalking you. Well, not really. I was walking to my dorm and I heard yelling, and well after I saw you walk away, I wanted to make sure you were okay. "
"You don't even know me."
The guy shrugged. "I don't care. If I see someone who needs help, I'd help them. I'm just that nice of a guy."
Beca smiled. The first smile since she came to Barden University. "Self-centered much? So, you would go and help someone rob a bank if they needed help?"
The guy laughed. "Nope. I help only the good guys."
"Okay then." Beca crossed her arms. "I need to get back to my dorm and hopefully I won't see you again."
The guy pretended to look offended. "You never want to see me again? Why is that? I think I'm a pretty cool guy to hang out with."
"One, You are a dork. And two, after what you just saw with my dad, I don't want you to say anything about it to me or my friends, so I suggest we just stay out of each other's way." Beca smiled.
"Look, I promise not to say anything, and we can be friends."
Beca pushed a piece of her hair behind her ear. "Not to rain on your little parade, but we don't even know each other's names and I'm not much of making friends type of person. I already have friends here, and that is all I need."
The guy held out his hand. "Well, my name is Jesse."
"And I need to get back to my dorm room. So I hope to not see you around." Beca turned around a started walking again after having an almost ten minute conversation with a stranger.
"You can't even tell me your name?" Jesse yelled.
Beca turned around, but just walked backwards. "Nope, because you really seem like you want to be friends with me, and you knowing my name is not going to help keep you away from me."
Beca turned back around as Jesse yelled, "I'll probably see you around campus."
She just shook her head and kept on walking. It wasn't until five minutes later, that she realized she was at her dorm room. She sighed as she opened up the door to see her best friend, Amy, sitting on her bed watching TV on her laptop.
"Finally. There you are. You've been gone for a half an hour." Amy looked at Beca. "Okay, so where did you go and what is making you so happy?"
"Nothing." Beca was surprised at Amy's questions.
Amy sat up on her bed. "I want to know who or what made you look like an alien Beca because you are so happy. You are never this happy."
Beca shrugged off her coat. "I'm just happy. Okay? Deal with it. And why is it that every time I'm just a least bit happy, you assume something is going on?"
"It's not always. And it's because you are never happy. And right now, you seem like someone who just won the lottery the way you came in smiling."
Beca went and sat on her bed. "I went to go see my dad."
Amy's face fell. "Oh."
"Yeah."
"If you went to go your dad, then why are you all smiles? Did he say he was giving you an Abercrombie model or something?"
Beca groaned. "God, Amy. No, we had a fight. And this fight was worse than usual. This guy ran into me and he said a few things that made me smile. That's all."
"Whoa, he just said a few things and you smiled?"
Beca nodded as she fell on her bed.
"Well, who is he? I need lessons from him if he was able to make you smile."
Beca got under her comforter and turned her back towards Amy. "Just shut up about it and go to bed. We have our first day for our internship tomorrow. I don't want to be late. I heard the boss is an ass."
"Alright."
...
Beca and Amy walked into the radio station. They saw three other girls there. They were just going through some CD's.
"Uhm, hey. We're starting our internship here today." Beca said the tall girl.
She turned around. "Oh, we are too. I'm Stacie."
Beca held out her hand. "I'm Beca. And this is Amy.
"Hey, this is Cynthia Rose and Lily." Stacie said, pointing to the two other girls.
They all exchanged a few hellos before falling into a silence.
"So, I'm assuming the boss isn't here yet or something?" Beca asked.
Stacie shook her head. "No, they are here." Stacie pointed towards the booth. "They just haven't been able to get out yet."
"They?" Amy asked.
Cynthia nodded. "Yeah. Two of them. And it looks like they are finally coming out."
The five of them looked over to see a tall blonde and a tall ginger coming out of the booth.
"My name is Aubrey and this is Chloe. We co-own this radio station. Usually we don't have five interns, we only have four. But only you five and one other girl applied, and unfortunate enough, we weren't allowed to have six of you. So we settled for you five." The blonde on said.
The ginger, Chloe, clapped her hands. "Alright, since you are only interns, you will be starting off just sorting out these CD's. But, trust me, throughout the year you will be moving up the ladder until you get to the top by holding your own radio station for a while."
Aubrey stepped in front of Chloe. "But don't think this is fun and games. We need to beat the Treble Station. So do not have any in counter with them. Do not talk to any of them. Do not let one of them borrow a pencil from them. And the number one rule is to not have sexual relation with any of them."
Stacie raised he hand. "Why can't we have any type of interaction with them?"
"Because, they beat us every year. And I cannot stand it."
"Beat you how?" Beca asked.
Aubrey sighed. "Towards the end of every year, we have a contest to see who has the most listeners, callers, whatever. We usually do it outside so we can interview some people on campus. There are a few other radio stations around here, but they are too lazy to do anything and always lose."
Chloe tapped on Aubrey's shoulder. "Speaking of the Treble's, we haven't got their first day gift basket yet."
Amy's head popped up. "Gift basket? What about a gift basket?"
"Every year, towards the beginning of the year, they send one of their new interns to give us a gift basket and on the card, it usually says something like, 'Good luck this year Bella's. Even though we know we are going to win.' We should be getting one soon here." Chloe said.
Before continuing on with the conversation, they heard the bells ring, signaling someone was coming in. Aubrey and Chloe peaked around the CD shelf and saw a guy holding a gift basket.
"Speaking of..." Chloe said. They all walked towards the front.
"Uh, I'm supposed to drop this off to a Chloe and Aubrey?" The guy said.
Beca finally rounded the corner. Once she saw who was holding the basket, she gave a loud groan. "Jesse."
Jesse looked over to see Beca walking up to him. "Ah, well if isn't it the girl I met last night who refuses to tell me her name."
"Remember what I said about knowing my name?"
Jesse nodded. "I do, but now knowing that you are a part of the Bella Station, I think I should know your name."
Amy stepped in between the two. "Hold up." She turned to Jesse. "So, you are the one who got Beca all smiley last night?"
"That was me alright." Jesse gave a big smile to Beca. "So, that's your name? Beca."
Before Beca said anything else, Aubrey spoke up. "What did I say about having any type of interaction with a Treble?"
Beca turned and gave her a glare. "I talked to Jesse last night, one, without knowing he was a treble and two, without knowing I couldn't talk to him. Either way, I don't care. If Jesse is my friend, I'm going to talk to him."
"Hey! You just admitted I was your friend."
Beca looked towards him, "Shut up, dork."
"Well, if he is you friend, then you can say goodbye to this radio station." Aubrey crossed her arms.
"What?" Beca said surprised.
Chloe put her hand on Aubrey's shoulder. "Jesus Christ, Aubrey. Give her break. So what if they ran into each other last night and got to talking. If they want to be friends, let them be friends."
Beca turned towards Jesse. "I guess I'll be seeing you a bit more. I was hoping not to see you again, but it doesn't look like that's going to happen." Beca took the gift basket out of his hands and set it on the table. She then pushed him towards the door and whispered, "You better not tell anyone about my encounter with my dad."
"My lips are sealed." He said.
Beca smiled, "Bye dork."
"Another smile, I am on a roll." Jesse said as he walked out of the station.
Beca turned around and walked back to the group.
"Okay, I am going to have to get his number. I can't believe he was able to get you to smile again." Amy said.
"Everyone just shut up." Aubrey said. "Now, just go sort out the CD's from the table over there. And Beca, will you stay behind a minute. "
Beca rolled her eyes as everyone else went to go and start sorting out the CD's.
"Yes, Aubrey?"
"Look, I obviously can't make you quit a friendship and I'm not going to kick you out, but if you so much as look at Jesse like you are going to jump on him, I will have to kick out of this internship."
Beca crossed her arms. "Well then I guess we won't have a problem, because there is no way I will jump Jesse."
Beca walked away from Aubrey and towards the other girls who were pretending to look through the CD's and listening into the conversation. Once Beca got close enough, Amy grabbed her arm.
"Did I just hear that you said you were never going to jump him? Please tell me that you only said that because you just wanted to satisfy Aubrey."
"Sorry, Amy. I'm not going to jump him." Beca shivered. "The thought of that is so disturbing."
Stacie walked up to the two. "Are you serious? You are not going to hit that?"
Beca held up her hands in defense, "Alright, can we get back to sorting through these CD's?"
"Oh and Beca." Aubrey said walking up to her. "Don't get to drunk tonight. I don't want you to accidentally have anything happen, with anyone. Kay?"
"Uh, why would I get to drunk and have something happen?"
"Tonight every radio station around here gets together and has a party." Aubrey sighed. "Oh, and no one better get too drunk for their own good. I'm not just speaking to Beca. I'm just making sure she gets the memo."
okay, so how did you like it?
as for the radio contest, the one being explained earlier in the chapter, I couldn't think of anything, so if you have ANY better idea, please let me know. I will take you suggestions.
also, for the title, I couldn't think of anything. I've had this chapter done for a few days now, but the title was stopping me. I couldn't think of anything, so again if you have any suggestions, please let me know.
I will tell you that this is not my best work, if you read any of my other stories (which are not pitch perfect stories) you will realize this is not my best work.
I loved the idea of Beca working in a radio station and I thought, how could I make this into a story? I did the best I could. you can tell this story is AU cause, of well how Beca acted in the beginning (definitely not normal Beca at all) and because they are obviously not a part of an a cappella group.
if you like it, I will continue
if you don't, I will not continue
it's all up to you.