author's note: thank you, Miss Cuddless for the first review. This is probably a short chapter but I have a couple more pages of pre-made writing. Let me know what you think, how you feel. BTW I do not own or am affiliated with Pitch Perfect in any way.
My alarm blared at seven-thirty, I smacked the button and stumbled around for clothes. I put on a thin black robe and two dollar flip-flops, grabbed my bag of toiletries, and walked to the bathrooms. I put my phone's music on shuffle and started a shower, singing along to Owl City and Never Shout Never. After drying off, I started my walk back to the room, running into Austin.
"Hey! Andi! Your sister is looking for you!" He said before running off, probably late for class. I called Bri when I got back in my room.
"Andi! Help me, I'm so nervous. We have to sing Story Of My Life by One Direction."
"I don't see the problem, that's your favorite song isn't it?"
"Yeah but I met this really cute guy and he's going to be one of the Treble's judges! I don't want him to think I'm some ditzy pop girl." My mind flashed to Jesse, but he wouldn't seem to be the type to give off that unaccepting vibe.
"Listen, if he is, you don't need him. I've got to get to Beginner's Writing soon, I'll text you. Love you Bri."
"Love you too, sister." She ended the call. I dressed and put all my supplies together. I double checked my bag and started my way down the hall. My hip-length white hair was wavy and in a beanie, I was wearing my Nirvana tank top with tight black trousers, and black killer pumps with little bows. My morning passed uneventfully, Dancer was in my second class, Beca was in my first, and Jesse and Austin were in my last class before "lunch time", which was really a convenient 45 minute pause between your classes .
"Hey, Andi, pssst!" Austin kept whispering at me and Jesse threw bits of paper at me. I carefully ignored them, trying to keep the smile off my face. The teacher dismissed us and I gathered my notebook.
"Wow, you're one tough girl. Usually no one can resist our charm," Austin said, waving bye to Jesse who met up with Beca at the door.
"I actually like to pay attention in class, dork." I stuck my tongue out at him, "are you coming to the auditions?"
"Maybe, are you?"
"Of course."
"Then definitely, let's go." We took the time walking to the auditorium, entering as the first person walked on stage. It was a guy named Ross Heart, and he started talking as me and Austin sat in the back row. I told Bri I had arrived, turned my phone off, and watched each person fail and succeed. My sister hadn't appeared yet, I was worried she had backed out until she walked on stage, wearing a soft pink skirt, light blue floral shirt, and pastel purple Vans. I gave her a thumbs up and a smile, knowing she'll ace it as along as she doesn't overthink it.
"Hi, my name is Brianna Sykes," she inhaled, "Written in these walls are the stories that I can't explain, I leave my heart open but it stays right here empty for days
She told me in the morning she don't feel the same about us in her bones, seems to me that when I die these words will be written on my stone..." Her voice was soft, her hands didn't twitch but she was paler than usual. After the last bar, she took a deep breath and showed off her famous smile, earning claps from the entire room. The stage guy came on and I glanced at Austin. "Your sister is fantastic. Can you sing like that?" I gave a nervous laugh.
"Not at all, honestly. She got the vocals from her dad. I only know how to play violin and make remixes and stuff." I said honestly.
"Still cool." He replied, standing up to stretch.
"Hey, Andi, your sister can sing!" Jesse called, walking up the ramp, "The Bellas will definitely pick her. See you at the party tonight?"
"Um, I don't think so..." Beca came up behind Jesse.
"You know the party is for initiation night, outsiders can't come, Jesse."
"But I c-" I cut him off.
"No, it's cool. I need to study for Mr. Coul's test. Just, watch out for Bri." I said, throwing them a small smile before exiting the room. Austin followed immediately.
"Don't bother with Beca, she's the jealous type." He said.
"I don't care who she is, or what type she is, or what she said Austin," I shrugged, "I honestly don't like parties. I would only go because Brianna would."
"Oh." Then he was silent the rest of the way to my dorm. I took a crumpled bill and, after a few attempts, bought a bag of fruit snacks, bidding Austin a see-you-later, and curled up in my bed. The auditions hadn't take all that long, there was ten minutes until my Advanced English began and I was already exhausted from today. Before I knew it, I was asleep until a knock sounded on my door.
"One sec," I mumbled, getting out my warm blankets to stop the stupid knocking. It was Jesse.
"Hey, sorry for bothering you. It's just, you weren't in any of my classes after the auditions and I thought it was because of what Beca s-"
"No, no. I didn't care that I couldn't come to the party if I even wanted to-and honestly, I don't- I just fell asleep. What time is it?"
"Like, nine p.m., I was heading to pick up Beca from her dorm and I was worried if you were avoiding me or something."
"I wasn't, sorry. Fuck, I slept way too long," I groaned, "At least I'll be wide awake to work." Jesse smiled.
"Well, I'll let you get what you need done. See you tomorrow, I'll make sure your sister doesn't get too drunk." He almost completely shut the door before I remembered something.
"Wait! Bri mentioned one of the judges for the Trebels was cute. I doubt it was you, who else was a judge?"
"She's talking about Benji. They were giving each other eyes after her performance." He said before disappearing. I shuffled back to bed, grabbing my laptop and opening up my latest commission. It was a Miley Cyrus and Demi Lovato mix, and I'll admit I was jamming out. It was finished in an hour, I sent a sample to the customer and shut my laptop only to open up my English book. I studied until 22:30 (10:30), sent Bri a check-up text, and completed the few questions the Economic teacher assigned. Bri texted me back saying she was fine, just hanging out with the guy she liked and keeping away from the drinking. I nodded at the message, putting everything away and turning off my lamp. It was 00:00 (midnight), I was nowhere near tired, and I had class at nine. After a few minutes deciding I couldn't sleep, I put on my cardigan and a pair of sweatpants to walk around campus. My pocket started vibrating, it was Bri.
"Andi, Andi, Jesse and Beca just had a huge, drunken fight and I think Jesse needs, uh, you. You know where the amphitheater is?" She sounded scared and I could hear yelling in the background.
"Yeah, I'll be there in a sec. What happened exactly?"
"I, um, don't know the very beginning but Jesse started yelling at Beca then it was a, uh, screaming match basically, and then she slapped him, like, really, really hard. The, most of the Bellas left with her but I'm with Benji, he's trying to calm down Jesse and he thought I should call you." I could hear the pain in the background now, the cursing and the voice of another guy trying to talk to Jesse.
"Okay, I'll see you in a minute." I hung up and sprinted the rest of the way, finding them at the top of the huge stone step/seats.
"Andi!" Bri hugged me, her bright blue eyes were huge and she glanced at the two guys.
"Hey, darling. It's going to be okay." I walked over to a guy with short, curly hair, and Jesse.
"You must be Andi, here, he's a bit of a mess." I crouched down to Jesse's defeated posture.
"Hey, you look like you need a friend," I smiled a little as he breathed out a laugh.
"Yeah, I figured you weren't asleep," he sniffed, "God, she drives me insane."
"Why did you yell at her, Jess?" I said carefully, trying not to make it sound like it was his fault.
"She, she was upset I tried to invite you to the party, then she called me a whore," he laughed, my shoulders dropped, "that's so weird. Like, who calls their a boyfriend a whore? Anyways, I was pretty drunk, so I didn't really mean to yell, I just wanted to say I could have friends, even ones of the opposite gender. She flipped shit, I don't know, it was stupid." He sniffed again, I gave him a hug.
"I'm sorry, mate," I felt like this was my fault, but I wasn't going to make it about me, "let's just get you to bed, you'll sleep on it and talk to her in the morning, okay?" Jesse nodded and I beckoned to Benji, we lifted him up and helped walk him to their dorm. I don't think I've ever seen a guy so vulnerable, so scared, not since my dad. After Jesse was secure and in bed, I left with Bri to my dorm. She shared a dorm with a girl named Stacie, who was a bit of a charva, but they were friendly. I explained my nonexistent roomie and what I was working on. It was one a.m. before I walked her to her dorm, I said goodnight and trekked to my room.