Update Chloe and Beca are their original ages again, sort of a filler chapter to set the scene for the story and to keep you guys interested, make sure to review :)

Beca's Pov

It's safe to say that the first 18 years of my life had not been the smoothest of rides to say the least; my Mom had passed 3 years ago due to a car accident, which allowed my Dad to go into re-matching ultimately to be paired with the 'Step-Monster'. Stupid government, thinking by controlling every aspect of people's lives they can create 'perfect citizens' with perfect lives, who are they trying to kid?

I close my laptop as I see my taxi has arrived, I put my bags in the back and then jump in. "Barden University please" I tell the driver.

"You got it ma'am."

Yes that's right, it has finally come that point in my life where I go off to college and fend for myself, as you've probably guessed another controlled and compulsory aspect of my life. Graduating top of my class I was scouted for Barden, the top college in Atlanta, Georgia.

If it was my choice I'd be in warm sunny Los Angeles, paying my dues. My dream is to become a world known DJ, music is my one true passion, and it's the one thing that I can show my emotions through. I have my Mom to thank for that, as a kid she'd play anything from classical to punk rock, she always told me to follow my dreams and to not let anything get in my way… well apart from the government. You see the government made a deal with us college students, If you can win a national college championship in anything, you are able to choose what career you have. If you don't you career will be in what you major in and that's final.

That's the only reason I'm doing this college shit, to get into a club, win a championship, become a DJ and make my Mom proud.

I get brought out of my thoughts when the taxi comes to a halt.

"That'll be $87.50 please", I hand him a hundred-dollar bill and tell him to keep the change.

I grab my bags out of the boot, and take a first look of what my landscape would be for the next semester. Its better than expected, full of colour, mixed greens with tree's and a lake, perfect for sitting outside and mixing my beats.

I walk over to a campus mentor, where they take my bags and give me my timetable for the semester, not forgetting my BU rape whistle.

"Don't blow it unless it's actually happening!"

I take it and put it into my mouth and smirk as I walk off to find my dorm, I couldn't help but laugh with the amount of people dropping their stuffed animals. They do know this is college, not kindergarten right?

After about 10 minutes I finally reach my dorm, I go into find an asian girl unpacking her belongings. "Hey..um you must be Kimmy Jin I'm Beca," I announce, but I get no answer, oh crap what if she doesn't even speak english.

"No english? Yes english?" still she just stares at me, "just tell me where you're at with english." And yet again no answer I give up and start to unpack my things.

I'm finally setting up my DJ equipment I hear a nock at the door a knock at the door.

"This is campus police. Hide your wine coolers. Haha...just...it's your old man making a funny." says my dad as he enters the room.
"Chris Rock everybody"

"Hey, you must be Beca's roommate. I'm Dr. Mitchell, Beca's dad. I teach Comparative Literature here," wow first person to silence him in years I think "So, when did you get here? How did you get here?"

"Took a cab. Didn't wanna inconvenience you and Sheila. How is the step-monster?"

"She is fine, thank you for asking. She's actually in Vegas at a conference..." I cut him off not needing or wanting to hear anymore,

"Oh, No dad I don't actually care. I just wanted to say "step-monster."

"So, have you guys been out on the quad yet? In the springtime, all the students study on the grass."

"I don't wanna study on the grass, dad. I need to move to LA and get a job at a record label and start paying my dues." He just doesn't get it.

"Here we go again. You know Beca, DJing is not a profession, it's a hobby. Unless you're Rick Dees or someone awesome."

"That's not... I... ergh...I wanna produce music. I wanna make music, Dad. But you're going to get a college education first. End of Story."

"I'm going to the Activities Fair." Kimmy Jin speaks up for the first time.

"Me too. I'm going to the activities fair with my super cool friend Kimmy Jin!" I exclaim as I grab my bag.

"OH BECA," my dad calls "JUST REMEMBER YOUR BEING MATCHED WITH YOUR LIFE PARTNER TONIGHT, LECTURE HALL AT 8"

Great could my day get any worse.

The activities fair

I find myself walking round the activities fair, the quad is packed there's people everywhere. I seriously think they have a club for everything, from Kimmy Jin's asian group to Quidditch freaking Quidditch. Finally a see a sign that catches my eye 'Barden DJs' now this seems like my sorta club, I walk over only to find that it stands for deaf jews. I need to find a club to win a national championship is all I can think about.

Chloe's Pov

Its time to recruit new members for our acapella group the Barden Bellas and even though Aubrey wasn't too pleased to recruit an almost completely brand new group, I was extremely excited. I'm ecstatic that the old Bellas have graduated, cause quite frankly they were all bitches.

Bologna Barb had just turned us down and I'm starting to panic, maybe if Aubrey wasn't so picky and went for good singers instead of 'bikini ready bodies' we'd be in a better position.

After a blonde Australian singer called Fat Amy had left, I noticed a small brunette that was wandering towards OUR stall. My heart fluttered, she was cute, petite but fierce with ear monstrosities. "Oh, what about her?" I questioned as I pointed at her.

"Oooo, ooo. I dunno, she looks a little too 'Alternative' for us." Aubrey quickly replied.

I frown. Aubrey needs to realise she need great singers, and a good body is a plus, which this girl certainly has. "Hi, any interest in joining our A capella group?" I cheerfully asked the brunette, I am met with the prettiest of faces.

Beca's Pov

I walk over to the other side of the activities fair, to find a blonde and a red head, handing out leaflets looking extremely desperate.

"Hi, any interest in joining our A capella group?" The cheerful red head asks, but all I can concentrate on is her bright blue eye, raidiating right through me, this girl is breathtaking. Keep it together Mitchell.

"Oh right. So this is, a thing now?" I ask cooly.

"Oh totes," totes god this girl is adorable "We sing covers of songs but we do it without any instruments. It's all from our mouths."

"Yikes." I gasp, the red head continues, nevermind acapella she should be on the dibate team.

"There's four groups on campus. The Bellas. That's us. We're the tits. The BU Harmonics. They sing a lot of Madonna. The high notes. They're not particularly motivated. And then there's... So are you interested?"

"Sorry, its just, it's pretty lame." I smirk, this is when the blonde decides to talk

"A-ca-scuse me? Synchronized lady dancing to Mariah Carey chart topper is not lame.
We sing all over the world and we compete in national championships."

National champisonships, the compete at nationals? Don't let your guard down Beca.

"On purpose?"

"We played the Cobb Energy Performing Arts Centre, you bitch!" Did mot see that coming...

"What Aubrey means to say is that we are a close-knit, talented group of ladies whos dream is to return to the national finals at Lincoln Centre this year. Help us turn our dreams into a reality?" The red head smiles softly.

"Sorry, I don't even sing, but it was really nice to meet you guys." I apolisgise, and walk off to where I finally find a campus internship at the radio station, one step closer to my dream.

Chloe's Pov

I was smiling like an idiot. There is just something about that girl, I wish I got her name i think to myself.

"Chloe." my best friend Aubrey warned.

"What?" I asked innocently.

"You know you can't fall for someone who isn't your match, its forbidden!"

"But bree who knows we might get matched" I exclaim.

"Chloe, you know how rare it is that the same sex get matched together, please just don't get your hopes up."

Night of matching

Beca's Pov

I walk in the Lecture Hall for my fate to be decided, I spot Fat Amy, a girl who I met at the deaf jews stall earlier in the day sat with a group of her friends.

"Yo Short Stack, come sit with us!" she shouted across to me.

I walked over and sat down just as the presentation began, that's when I notice the beautiful red head from earlier across the room. Beca your being stupid falling for someone who's not your match spells disaster my thoughts concluded.

I definitely know I'm more attracted to girls than guys, but I'm not getting my hopes up in this cruel game.

Upon the screen were our numbers, names and college status. Matching was done every 2 years, So a freshman could be matched with a senior.

Balls with our numbers were put into a bowl and the matching began.

"28 Bumper Allen and 87 Fat Amy?" the official questioned.

"WOOOOO YEAH GOT MYSELF A HOT ONE" Fat Amy shouted as the pair headed off.

20 Minutes later

50 pairs have been matched, that's another 50 to go.

"49 Chloe Beale" the red head stood up "58 Tom Wright"

A pang of jealousy went straight through me, I wish I was number fifty fucking eight.

"47 Beca Mitchell and 10 Jesse Swanson"

My day just officially got worse.