Authors Note: Hey guys, just wanted to get a couple chapters of this up to start with and see what the response is like. I've had the idea for this in my head for a while and I final got something written :L My other story didn't really go anywhere, things happened and I got pretty busy, but hopefully this story will go better!

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or Pitch Perfect or any of the characters in this story.

The obnoxious sound of her alarm tone blaring in her ear woke Beca on the first Monday of school. She groaned as she fumbled with her phone before rolling onto her back and glaring at the ceiling. Here we go, she sighed.

Knowing that it was only a matter of time before her cousin would barge in, Beca dragged herself over to her wardrobe, pulled out the first pair of jeans she touched, grabbed a tank top and a shirt and made a bee-line for the bathroom. Thankfully it was empty and she was able to enjoy a warm shower before dressing and making her way back to her room. Eye-liner was a must, and a touch of mascara to further darken her eyes completed her look. Steel blue eyes looked back at her from the mirror, willing herself to be ready for what would no doubt be a very awkward day.

As predicted, the door to her room burst open and girl with curly blonde hair bounced in. "You ready? Mom made breakfast and then we gotta go, I said I'd meet up with Mike and the others before first period." And she left.

Thank god.

Beca sighed as she picked up her bag from the floor and made her way downstairs towards the sound of people talking. It's too early in the morning for this much energy, she though as she entered the kitchen. Jessica and her mom were talking animatedly about how exciting it was going into junior year, one more year till senior year.

"Good morning Beca, are you ready for the new year?" Jessica's mom asked as Beca took a seat at the table.

"Sure I guess." Minimal answers were definitely Beca's thing.

"Well I'm sure you're happy to have Jess there to help you find your feet, I know she would be happy to show you around." The woman gave a pointed look to Jessica, knowing that the two weren't exactly the best of friends. In the few weeks Beca had been living with them, it had become blatantly obvious that the two were complete opposites, from their appearance, one blonde and the other brunette, to their personalities.

"I don't know why I have to be like, her tour guide or whatever. You had me take her around the town the other day and it was so embarrassing, she doesn't say anything!" Jessica argued.

Her mom rolled her eyes, "Give her a break Jess, she's getting used to everything here. Just show her around and then I'm sure she'll make her own friends."

"It's fine, you don't have to do anything, I can find my way around, can't be that hard." Finishing her toast, Beca rose from the table, "you ready?"

Jessica stood to follow, blew her mom a kiss and walked to the front door saying, "Wish me luck!"

Beca was wrong, she was lost. Having got her timetable from the office along with a map, she quickly deduced that it would not be so easy finding her way around. How hard is it to make a readable map? She thought to herself as she wondered around looking for some indication she was heading towards the science rooms. The school wasn't that big, compared to her old school in New York it was actually kind of tiny, but it was not easy to navigate when you're a new comer.

The final bell rang signalling the start of class, and Beca cursed under her breath before picking up the pace. Eventually she found some posters of something sciency and looked at door numbers. 105, found you, she thought as she spotted the room. She took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

"If you haven't already, I need you all to-" the teacher paused as he spotted the small girl in the doorway, "Our new student I presume? Rebeca was it?"

"It's Beca actually." She said as she moved further into the room.

"Ok, well then if you'd like to take a seat, I was just reminding the class get their text books out so we can get started reviewing some things. You have yours yes?"

What would you do if I said no? "Yup." Glancing around the room Beca noticed there were a few seats empty, and took one at the empty table at the back.

"OK class-" The teacher began again, and Beca quickly drowned him out, turning to look out of the window. The first hour seemed to drag for ages, but eventually the bell rang again, and the students quickly filtered out of the room. Beca stood, packed her things away and hoped to god that her next class would be easier to find.

Just as she left the room, she felt herself collide with something very, very hard. The collision was enough to send her stumbling backwards, clutching her shoulder and groaning as she could already feel the bruise forming.

"Watch where you're going next time." It was odd that a voice that was so pleasing to the ear could sound so cold.

"Yeah well, you sound like an angel!" Beca exclaimed, before turning around and walking swiftly in the other direction. What was that?! That was NOT a good comeback you idiot! When she finally came to a stop, she realised that she had no clue what had just happened. Glancing back over her shoulder, all she saw was blonde hair turning around the corner at the other end of the corridor. Great start Beca, keep it up.