Chapter 1
Beca was on the way to her new dorm room at Barden University, trying to carry all of her luggage up the stairs at once. The rest of her stuff should have already been delivered to her room. It was going well so far, but Beca was sure her clumsiness would show up soon enough. She had three bags hanging from her shoulders and two big boxes, which held her DJ equipment in her arms. She couldn't really see anything but since she was on the stairs and the only direction she had to go was up, she figured she would be safe for now. If anybody would come down the stairs they would surely see her and speak up or something. Her dorm was only on the third floor, so it wasn't that far.
She arrived on the landing of the third floor and was about to congratulate herself for mastering the stairs without incident when the door directly in front of her was pushed open and a figure slammed into her. She stumbled around and tried desperately to save the boxes with her DJ equipment. She leaned against the wall to her right and managed to balance all of her luggage. Before she could open her mouth to start shouting some serious insults in the direction of the rude person who nearly made her fall down the stairs, a flash of blonde hair rushed past her down the stairs without an apology or even a glance. A red flash ran passed her just as fast as the blonde had before it, but this flash of red hair had way better manners.
"I'm sorry! We are really late! I hope everything is fine! I would normally help you carry your stuff, but …"
Before the red flash, a red haired girl, she assumed because of the lovely voice she heard, had finished her sentence it abruptly cut off as the door to the dorm building three floors down slammed shut with a loud bang.
What the…. Beca thought. The people here seem really rude. Well, at least one of them apologized.
Trying to forget the encounter with the rude blonde and the red headed girl she made her way down the hall towards her new dorm room.
Her father told her she had to share the room with somebody because there were no single rooms for freshmen. If you were a senior there were a few single rooms available but they were very hard to get. She couldn't even think about getting a single room until she was at the University for at least a year, so she just hoped her roommate would be a decent person. If not she would have to speak to her father again. She knew that they made a deal and if she wanted to start her DJ career in LA she had to stay at Barden for at least a year and 'immerse herself in the whole college experience'. She wasn't sure what her father meant by that, but she would try and fly under the radar, go to the necessary amount of college classes and make mixes. Nothing more. She had to prepare some awesome mixes if she wanted to impress the producers in LA.
Arriving at her door, Beca struggled to put down the boxes in her hands and searched for her room key. She finally managed to put the key into the lock and open the door. She got her boxes and went into the room. Moving to an empty desk to her right she put her boxes down on it and started to take the room in.
She started with her side of the room, or what she assumed was her side because there was literally nothing there except for a bed, a dresser, a desk and a chair. She noticed some boxes that must have been delivered already under her desk. The boxes held mostly clothes and shoes. Everything else, her laptop, her DJ equipment and some pictures of her mom and her grandma she brought with herself today. She couldn't stay apart from these things for long so she held onto them until her grandmother put her into a cab straight to Barden.
Beca noticed some clothes that were definitely not hers on her bed and started to turn around to take in the other half of the room.
She let out a loud groan at the sight before her.
Why me? She thought while putting a hand before her eyes to get rid of the sight in front of her. Why do I always have to have the worst luck? Can't I at least have a roommate with a little bit of taste?
After standing in the middle of her room with closed eyes for two minutes Beca started to feel silly and opened her eyes again.
Pink walls.
A bed with a lot of cushions. A wall full of pictures. Clothes were literally everywhere, on the chair in front of the desk, on the floor before the bed, under the bed, on the computer that stood on the desk.
Why did she have to get such a girl as her roommate? The room practically screamed happy colors and girly comfort in the form of a lot of cushions and stuffed animals.
She would have preferred anything different, even a silent asian girl who would do nothing but glare at her all day would be better than this.
I just hope she doesn't want to play make up with me and talk about boys while we lounge around in our pajamas and get our nails done.
Beca shuddered lightly at the thought and decided to ignore the situation with her roommate for now.
She turned back around to her side of the room and was about to start unpacking a few things, namely her laptop and DJ equipment to start the long year at Barden with a good mix when her eyes fell on the clock on the wall next to the door. It was already 4 pm. While they talked on the phone the day before to arrange the last necessary things for Becas move to Barden University, her father said something about having to prepare some things for the upcoming classes he had to teach but being finished at around 4 pm and checking up on her by then.
Beca hastily grabbed her bag with her wallet and iPod in it and rushed out of the room. She really didn't want to talk to her father. Not now. Well, she preferred not talking to him at all but if she wanted to move to LA she had to at least be civil to him. But if I'm not there when he comes round there won't be a need to act civil.
She arrived at the front door to the dorms and went outside. She pulled out her iPod and put her Headphones on while walking around for a little bit. She noticed a lot of people were walking around. There were a few stands where people with flyers tried to hand them out to anyone who walked close enough to get one shoved into their hands.
This must be the activities fair Beca thought. I have read about it in the information brochures the University send me after my father applied me here. Maybe I'll find something interesting here. My father said something about applying to at least one club. So let's see what Barden's got to offer.
Beca continued around the activities fair for about fifteen minutes but nothing grabbed her interest. The closest thing she could find was a DJ stand. Sadly said DJ stand was a club for deaf jews. Who even thinks about clubs like that? And why couldn't they at least use a dfiferent name? I nearly got my hopes up. Beca thought with a slight pout on her face.
She was just about to turn around and go back to her dorm to start unpacking when she caught a flash of red in the corner of her eyes.
She stopped her movement and turned around to see properly what, or better who caught her interest.
A read headed girl with the warmest smile and the bluest eyes Beca had ever seen was standing next to an uptight looking blonde and handing out flyers.
She was happily talking to everyone who walked past her. Beca couldn't help but stare at the breathtaking red head. Said staring continued for a few seconds until the moment the uptight looking blonde girl next to the red head nudged her friend in the ribs and pointed directly at Beca. Beca's eyes widened and she was just about to turn tail and run as fast as she could but a loud and cheerful "Hey!" stopped her in her tracks.
Embarrassment colored Beca's cheeks a lovely shade of red as the blonde and red headed girls came over to where she stood. Beca slipped her Headphones around her neck and paused her music.
The red headed girl started talking at once.
"Hey! My name is Chloe. My friend Aubrey here noticed you staring at us. Do you want to join our A capella group? I'm new here myself but my friend says it's a lot of fun. She has been a part of the Barden Bellas for two years now and after all the things she told me about it it sounds awesome! So, any interest?"
The red head, Chloe Beca reminded herself, was practically vibrating with energy and bouncing up and down on her feet. She really seemed excited about the idea of Beca joining her club. Not wanting to look like a staring wierdo any longer Beca decided to say something.
"Oh right. So this is like, a thing now. "
"Oh totes. We sing covers of songs but we do it without any instruments. It's all from our mouths, at least that's what Aubrey said. I haven't tried it yet, but I'm sure it's lots of fun."
Beca looked at Chloes happy smile and twinkling blue eyes but couldn't bring herself to react in any positive way.
"Sorry, its just, it's pretty lame"
Before Chloe could open her mouth the blonde girl, Aubrey, quickly rushed in.
"A-ca-scuse me? Synchronized lady dancing to Mariah Carey chart topper is not lame."
Chloe put a calming hand out in front of Aubrey, who looked like she wanted to pounce on Beca any second now and quickly cut in.
"The Bellas sing all over the world and compete in national championships."
Beca couldn't help herself and raised one eyebrow in disbelief. "On purpose?"
"We played the Cobb Energy Performing Arts Center, you bitch!" Aubrey yelled and shot daggers at Beca with her eyes.
"What Aubrey means to say is that the Bellas are a close-knit, talented group of ladies who's dream is to return to the national finals at Lincoln Center this year. Help us turn this dream into a reality?"
Before she could say thanks, but no thanks, none other than her father appeared next to her and pulled her into a quick hug.
"There you are! I have been searching for you for half an hour now. You weren't in your dorm, but I am happy that I found you. Sheila and I wanted to throw you a welcome dinner and if we won't leave now we will be late."
Beca finally managed to break free from her father's hug but the news he told her weren't doing anything for her quickly darkening mood.
She shot a quick apologizing look in the direction of Chloe and Aubrey and quickly said "Sorry, I don't even sing, but it was really nice to meet you guys." while dragging her father in the direction of Baker Hall.
"Really dad? I was talking to someone. Talking about rude. And no, I really don't want to have dinner with you and the 'step-monster'. I'm actually really tired and just want to unpack and go to bed."
"Oh come on, Beca, I haven't really talked to you since you started high school and I already apologized a hundred times for my behavior back then. Can't you give me another chance? I really want to be a part of your life. You are my daughter and I love you."
Just as Beca was about to refuse once more, her stomach decided to grumble really loudly. Traitor, she thought silently.
"See Beca, you are hungry. And Sheila already cooked. You don't want to let a good meal go to waste, do you? Come on, it's not far, my house is just around the corner."
Beca's father started ushering her in the direction of his house.
Beca sighed a deep unhappy breath but decided she was really hungry and she never wasted good food. She could just eat and stay silent while she was at her fathers place.
With a last longing look in the direction of her dorm she steeled her nerves and started the short walk to her fathers house in silence.
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After an awkward dinner with her father and his new wife Sheila Beca finally made her way back to her dorm two hours later.
Tiredly opening her door she noticed that her roommate wasn't back yet. She was silently glad that she could postpone meeting new people until tomorrow. Ignoring her father's attempt to talk properly to her and apologizing at least another ten times for things long in the past Beca was wiped out. She just wanted to grab a quick shower and fall into a deep sleep until tomorrow. Beca rummaged around in her boxes until she found her shower bag with the shampoo and stuff in it, grabbed a towel and made her way down to the communal showers.
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"Bye Bree! I'll see you tomorrow!"
With a last wave of her hand Chloe turned around and left Aubrey's room. They had talked about the possible new recruits for the Bellas for a few hours after the activities fair and it was getting late. Chloe wanted to grab a quick shower before bed so she could sleep longer in the morning.
Chloe made her way across campus and reached her room in under five minutes. It's really awesome that I can see Bree so often here. I'm really grateful to Aunt Julia that I can finally be here, Chloe thought as she opened the door to her room.
My roommate must have gotten here while I was gone, Chloe thought as she saw the bags and boxes in the other half of her room.
I hope she is nice. I wonder where she is. Oh well, I'll just greet her in the morning.
Grabbing her towel and shower bag, Chloe cast a last look at the boxes on the other side of her room, closed the door after her and made her way to the communal showers while humming a happy tune under her breath.
A/N: Should I continue? I have a lot of ideas for this story so I hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter and want to read more. If so, please leave a review to let me know :)
