The Year They Deserve
A BeChloe fanfic
Chapter one: An Intriguing Redhead
Everyone in this world needs an escape, for some, it's drugs, sex, alcohol. Anything can be an escape as long as it makes you happy. For me, that was music. From the time before the divorce, music was my mother, father, sister, brother - and obviously my time after the divorce to present day - whatever I needed music to be, that's what it was.
My mother shared that passion, we used to sit around and sing to each other, but once things started getting heated between her and my dad – I mean sperm donor, the music started to fade, but it only went out completely when she found out about the affair. No music could comfort her, not even me, her daughter.
God so much for me being a badass with this sappy ass story.
The flight from New York was exhausting, especially since Beca could only think of L.A., and when the reality hit her when she saw GEORGIA in great happy letters, all she wanted to do was puke.
"Fuck me," she mutters, grabbing her precious laptop bag and clothes suitcase, she made her way out of the airport and called a cab.
"Bum-fuck nowhere, joy to the world, hell at least I'm near Atlanta," she mutters again.
As she sees her cab appear after what seems forever, she hefts her things into the trunk, puts on her headphones, and gets ready to start her "college adventure".
Fuck.
The tall redhead fingered the hem of her blue dress, the one that really brought out her eyes. Looking in the mirror she smiled. "Senior year, it's finally here." She closes her eyes, taking a deep breath and letting it out quickly. "It's show-time, Beale. You're gonna go out there with Aubrey, meet some awesome girls, and have an awesome year, and make it to those ICCA's and friggin' crush the competition." Grinning to herself, she grabbed her purse and rushed out of her dorm room.
Beca sighed as she finally stepped out of the taxi, only to be assaulted with some crazy boy-band reject singing to her in the backseat of his car, and then when some way too peppy tour person with a BU rape whistle. Jesus Christ, L.A. could not be here fast enough.
She quickly tries to make her way to her dorm, praying for a good roommate… which was so not granted.
She looks her roommate up and down slowly.
"Uh, yeah, you must be Kimmi Jin, I'm Beca." The Korean girl, Kimmi Jin, stares at her, an angry glare on her face.
"No English?" Beca tries.
Kimmi Jin looks at her again.
"Yes, English?... Just tell me where you're at…with English…"
Beca patiently waits for an answer, only to receive none, not even a damn nod. Fuck, maybe she should try for an apartment..
Aubrey was starting to get upset, the redhead could definitely tell, and that worried her… They did not need a repeat of last year, like at all.
"We've already found one good singer, Aubrey, don't worry."
"If you call that mermaid dancer a good singer, then yes, we have, Chloe." Aubrey grunts out.
"Aubrey, let's take a quick break okay? I'm sure something good will happen soon," Chloe soothes, always the good friend.
"Alright, fine, okay."
After having set up all her equipment, Beca had already started on a mix, which was already starting to sound kickass.
Suddenly a knock, and an eerily familiar sounding voice knocked her out of her muse and she stopped mixing only to see her sperm-donor standing at the door, saying something about "making a funny"?
"Chris Rock, everybody.." she mutters. This was so not gonna be fun.
Thankfully Dr. Mitchell had turned his attention to her mute roommate, Kimmi Jin.
"Ah, you must be Beca's roommate, I'm Dr. Mitchell—,"
Beca just tuned the man out after that, not really caring.
Beca made a clean get away after having a almost very argumentative confrontation with Dr. Mitchell, she found herself aimlessly wandering the activities fair, her headphones around her neck.
After finding a DJ booth, only to discover it meant "deaf Jews" from a rather funny Australian girl, Beca was thinking of heading back to her dorm when a pair of unearthly blue eyes met hers.
"Ooh, what about her?" Chloe asks, a slight smile starting to work its way on her lips.
Aubrey almost had a panic attack. "I don't know, she looks a bit too…alternative for us." But before the blonde knew it the tiny as hell brunette made her way over, her eyes focused on the redhead.
Chloe almost gasped when the brunette stood in front of her, looking like a lost puppy
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"Hi there, any interest in joining our a cappella group?"
A/N: Okay, this my first fic on a new account and the first time in a long time I've written anything on a computer instead of a journal. I plan to make this a long one, because as much as I love one shots, sometimes you just want a nice long fic, y'know? Like this first chapter is a bit rusty, but I hope my style will approve in time, and I hope whoever reads this likes it. Stay golden!
-Elsie Snow.