Beca

"Beca, who is this? And why are you yelling at each other?" a very confused Chloe asked. The two Beca's turned to look at the redhead. "

I'm Beca, I'm Bailey" they said at the same time.

"One at the time please, I'm already seeing double" the redhead stated.

Beca turned to her sister. "Let me do the talking" she said. And she began to tell her story.

"This is my twin sister Bailey. Just like me she goes to Barden. And the reason I didn't tell you guys about her, is because you already know her. And yet you don't know her. You see I forced Bailey to take my place in the Bella's sometimes. When I got drunk, or didn't feel like cardio I let her cover for me. Because were identical none of you would notice it. But lately it got out of control and she didn't want to cover for me anymore. That's why she is her and why we were arguing."

"You did what?! How many times did she cover for you?"the redhead demanded to know. Beca didn't dare to tell how many times exactly she let her sister cover for her, so Bailey did.

"Throughout the years, I think it was about fifty-fifty" Bailey said.

Beca was so ashamed that she couldn't look Chloe in the eyes. She knew she had hurt Chloe with her actions.

"And who is the one I fell in love with?" the redhead asked softly. "That was 100% me. I know I lied to all of you for years, but I never played with your feelings. And I want to add that it was me who made all the new sets" Beca said.

"I'm so sorry Chlo. And I'm sorry Bailey for putting so much pressure on you".

Chloe was to upset and hurt to say something. With tears in her eyes she walked out of the room.

Emily

"Legacy, is this true?'Beca asked her. They all looked at her in disbelief. They couldn't understand that their sweet Legacy wasn't so sweet after all. They looked at her if she was some criminal. Okay, she was but it has been two years ago since she did any of those things. She had changed for the better.

"Yes, it is true" she spoke softly without looking anyone in the eye. She felt ashamed. "I can explain". They all sat down to listen to the sweet girls story.

"I grew up in a bad neighborhood. A rough neighborhood. Everyone I knew was poor. There was a lot of criminal activity and rival gangs. My friends were in a gang, and I joined them. Because they had a bad influence, I did what I had to do to survive. The head of our gang let us first do innocent things, but they became worse when we got older. Under their supervision I became a shoplifter. We robbed banks and convenience stores. I became a burglar and I mugged people. I did it to fit in, to survive my neighborhood. When I was sixteen, I stole money from my church. But they saw me doing it. Instead of going to the police, they sent me to a boot camp. I got the chance to turn around my life and become a better person. And I grabbed that chance with both hands. They learned me to write about my feelings instead of doing bad things. And I am glad I got that opportunity, most of my old friends are either dead or behind bars now."

The Bella's didn't know what to say to this.

Stacie

Aubrey walked in the hospital room Stacie was in. Her heart broke when she saw the tall brunette. Stacie's right eye was black and swollen. And several bruises were formed on her face. The doctor had told Aubrey, that Stacie had two broken ribs and a broken ankle. She walked over to the bed.

"Hey, she said softly. Are you okay? I came right after your doctor called me."

"I'm fine" the leggy brunette said. She was ashamed of what happened and didn't look at Aubrey.

"You don't look fine. You know you can talk to me right?"

"There's nothing left to say" Stacie said bitterly. "Yes, there is. I want to hear your story" Aubrey said simply.

"My mom died when I was six years old. After a few years my father got a new girlfriend. He remarried when I was twelve years old. My new stepmother and I didn't get along. I was too smart for her and she couldn't handle me. So she gave my father a choice. Or she would leave or I had to go. He choose her. That left me homeless at sixteen. I knew I was smart, so I kept going to school and worked hard. I earned a scholarship for Barden. When I got here I had multiple jobs to support myself and save some money. And every break I would stay here. This break I had to leave my dorm due to that rat plague. Because I didn't had a place to go I went back to the alley I used to sleep before I went to Barden. There was a fight and I ended up here. And that's it."

"Stacie, that is horrible. When you're free to leave the hospital you're coming with me" the blond woman said.

Flo

"Cynthia Rose, why are you so angry? And why are you dragging Flo with you?'Ashley asked when Cynthia Rose stormed in to the Bella's House.

"Well, I was walking through Barden Park when I ran into Flo, who was doing drugs with some of the other foreign exchange students. And as a fellow Bella it's my duty to help her. So I brought her straight here".

All the Bella's looked at Flo for an explanation.

"When I came to Barden, I didn't know anyone. Being away from my family and country I felt very lonely. So I befriended some of the foreign exchange students. They were very nice and showed me around the campus. Then they started to do drugs. They offered me, but I declined. They started to pressure me in doing drugs with them. It was getting harder and harder to say no to them. They told me it was normal for Americans to do cocaine. That's how I became a drug addict. When I met you guys, I already was to addicted to stop using cocaine. But I'm glad Cynthia Rose found me. Because I want to stop. Would you please help me to become clean?"

Although they were angry, the Bella's promised to help her.