"Shit. Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit. Shit."

It was the first day of College, and Jesse was round in Beca's dorm, helping her choose an outfit, and the right amount of makeup to wear.

Jesse shook his head, laughing. "Beca. It'll be fine! Just be yourself, and they'll like you for it!"

"I hope so." Beca held up her red flannel. "How's that, with these jeans?"

Jesse nodded, and said, "I would make out with you, wearing that."

Beca slapped his arm and said, "No! You have a boyfriend now!"

"I know, I know! Just saying!"

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Beca couldn't concentrate all through her first few periods. Even though it was the first day, she wasn't listening to a word her professors said.

Halfway through philosophy, an idea hit her. As soon as the class was over she rang Jesse.

"Hey!"

"Becs, what's up?"

"I've been thinking."

"You know that's bad for you, right?"

"Shut up. Anyway, I was thinking that I don't want to meet my soulmate in front of everyone at lunch."

"Okay…"

"So, what if I don't go!"

"Beca, that's nonsense."

"No it isn't! A timer has never changed it's countdown in the history of forever. So, whatever choices I make, it will go off. Logically, if I don't go to lunch, and just sit in a classroom or something, I will still meet my soulmate."

"I guess that makes sense."

"That's why I'm just gonna sit in the courtyard, and wait."

"You're crazy, you know that right?"

"Yeah."

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So, that's how Beca ended up walking towards the fountain in the middle of the courtyard. There were people everywhere, and Beca couldn't help but think that any one of them could be the one.

There were some girls playing American football, some kids studying, some eating under a tree, and of course there were some stoners.

Beca was watching her timer, her chest tightening, her breaths becoming rapid.

0 months, 0 weeks, 0 day, 0 hours, 0 minutes, 12 seconds.

She looked up, and suddenly everything happened at once.

A tall, black-haired girl was walking closer, her eyes scanning the courtyard rapidly.

An uptight looking blonde girl said goodbye to her study group and started to run, heading to the lunch hall.

A redheaded girl went to catch a football, flying through the air.

And then, they all collided. The redhead slammed into the black-haired girl, and the blonde girl ran into them both, and then they all fell into Beca, and into the fountain.

Four beeps rang out, in perfect synchrony.