Beca's pov

So I'm back at Barden High, no matter where I go and will ever go I always return here. Maybe it just life or maybe there's more to it . Maybe there is someone or something there waiting for me. Now that is too many maybe's for my liking. I like to be sure about something before I'm dragged into it but frankly I'm not sure about anything really apart from music because music can't hurt me like people or other things do. Music can bring me to tears but it can also heal me which is why I use it as stress therapy, well that and also because I have too. Me and my mum move all over the country, yes it has made a mess of our lives but it was already pretty fucked up to begin with,still is and it probably still will be. I don't feel like sharing too much about myself,i don't do it with people why should I do it with you...i will be gone soon and someone will probably steal this stupid book but once again, therapy ( I really want it to work, it hasn't for the past 5 years so why should it now but I remain faithful because I don't have a lot of things but I can catch up with all the hope I can muster).

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Great! First day and I'm already outside getting scolded by the teacher. Couldn't really help myself when the guy was being an asshole. You see. ..I never feel like I am myself. I feel trapped in myself,in the enigma of myself but not in a selfish/snobish/egotistical way but just like I'm in a cage or a flower in a plant pot knowing I belong in the ground not this fake thing...well that's how I feel. At one point I'm this then I'm that but never myself. There is a battle going on inside me.

Anyway, there was this girl in the classroom,it wasn't exactly hard to spot her because of her flaming red hair and baby blue eyes. Those eyes that reminded me so much of someone I used to know. She was watching me the entire time, reading me like book and her eyes. ..oh her eyes,the eyes that have this ice cold flame trapped inside them. Maybe I'm not the only one that's trapped?

But then this guy spoke and even though I deal with this everywhere I go,I lost it,I don't normally, I used to do it frequently but I have been in control lately yet I still did. Was it because of the girl? Perhaps...her presence gave me this homely and welcoming feeling,could I have been showing off? Surely that's not the case? What is it with all these goddamn questions today? My mind is messed up,I normally choose a path and head straight yet here I am going one way then turning back and going elsewhere.

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It's lunch now. First couple of lessons passed swiftly but there is this sort of dread as I walk down the hallway. People stare at me as I walk past. There gossip system must have been updated since the rumours travelled quicker than I have ever seen,they're doing something right or wrong depending on whether you are the receiver of the gossip or the victim of the rumours. I wonder how much the story has changed?

I look around and catch the eye of two guys who were probably just standing there staring at me. And as I do so one of them quickly turns around and walks into a locker whilst the other one looks like he is literally seconds away from shitting his pants and lucky me has to walk up to them because lucky me happens to have a locker next to theirs. Now inner me sort of enjoys tormenting them this way whilst outer me also feels like shitting her pants because contact with humans is not her I can't really help having a locker there so deal with it outer me and geeky looking guys.

I walk up to the locker, counting the steps,listening to my heart rate,anything but looking at these strangers faces,if I do so I feel like I would pass out so better not.

I open the locker ,stuff my books in, and slam it shut, perhaps a bit to hard as I made the guys jump. I power walk away but curiosity gets the better of me and I peak at their lockers. Benji and Jesse.

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chloe's pov

Everyone won't shut up about this morning. Now it is expected like every fight to die down maybe the next day or during the week but something tells me it won't .That there will be a string of these events between Tom and Beca.

Once again I am intruiged. The way she became something so aggressive and then back to harmless. No one moves as fast as she did... not even Tom and he is the role model for all boys. Strong,angel face,captain of the American football team and the basketball team and probably a bunch of other things I haven't payed attention to yet but as his girlfriend ,i should probably know. Yep I'm his girlfriend,not really much of a choice. My parents decided he's good for me yet I find it hard to believe how someone with their head so far up their ass is good for me but my parents only know one side of him I suppose.

It's lunch and once again my friends are talking but I drone them out. I need to concentrate on Beca and the story behind her. Tom Is sat with his squad; Bumper, Donald, Uni,others I don't know the name of because they don't intrigue me and Jesse just sat down with them. Poor Benji. My boyfriend seems to be strumming on his guitar. Yet I don't really see the point. He knows no chords. He isn't even strumming correctly and his guitar is hopelessly out of tune like him. A few of many reasons why he is a crap musician.

But then I see him stand up and like puppets the others follow,slowly walking to the line at the cafeteria.

That's when I see her . The sun rays reflecting off of her brown locks.

Tom approaches her. For I second I thought it was going to be an apology but who am I kidding,tom would never do that he is too full of himself to do that. Instead he pushes her roughly out of the line,while bumper tries to trip her yet she jumps over and kicks Bumper in the balls. Tom runs at her so she runs too ..closely followed by Tom and the gang.I have faith in Beca though, I believe that she will be able to stand up against the school bullies but something tells me she needs to figure herself out first.

She turns on the jets . Speading through the hallway, twisting out of the way of other students. She clambers up the stairs only to realise their closing in on her and she jumps and lifts herself up the rail onto the flight of stairs above her hunters . It's too hard for me to explain. It's all so fast paced. While the squad runs up the stairs,beca parkours up the stairs careful to not make a mistake that will cost her precious time and then dead end, just a locked door. Beca frantically messes with the door knob and lock than backs away,the sounds of footsteps are getting louder and louder, and she charges at the door breaking it off its hinges.

The rooftop,few students go up here because few students have a key or the code.

The boys start to surround her but she doesn't give in as she speeds up and takes a leap off faith.

She jumps of the roof.

I would like to apologise for any spelling mistakes, I did check through but if there are still any mistakes I'm sincerely sorry.

I hope you still find it interesting I tried posting as quick as I could and making it a bit longer,it's still pretty hard typing on a suggestions for the story?

I promise next chapter that Chloe and Beca will have somewhat of conversation and also apologies if the story will have slow pace build up.

I do not own pitch perfect or its characters just anything original here.

peace~~~~wdavidson