Beca's pov
Tom was nervously twiddling his thumbs,trying to think of what he was going to say. It seemed so uncharacteristic to him,Tom, a badass role model to all the boys in the school and a hottie to the girls, I could see the appeal. The muscles, the way his shirt clung to his body, six pack visible, and a beautiful face. Yet somehow I felt like Tom could be my hot cousin, the cousin everyone talked about because he was so hot and you agreed with that statement because it was true but of course you couldn't have feelings for him.
Yes, tom acted like an asshole towards me on my first day but we could work this out, we all make mistakes and he seriously fucked up but I won't hold it against him because I ain't so innocent myself either.
Tom still hadn't spoken (now who's the mute, I'm kidding).Someone had to break the silence and today,it seemed like I would be the one with guts.
I walk over to his backpack and guitar case. I turn around and motion to him,asking for permission. Manners Ok. ..
So I unzip the guitar from its casing revealing a beautifully polished guitar, wooden and slightly darker than most models. It definetly wasn't oak,it was too dark, probably spruce, perhaps even custom made.
Quickly checking to see whether it was tuned ( it was),it started playing. This song ment quite a bit to me,you could call it my 'make me feel beter' song. Not quite my usual style and taste but I felt like at this point ,in whatever it was between me and Tom ,this song would be good for both of us.
This ain't a song for the broken-hearted
No silent prayer for the faith-departed
I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd
You're gonna hear my voice
When I shout it out loud
It's my life
It's now or never
I ain't gonna live forever
I just want to live while I'm alive
(It's my life)
My heart is like an open highway
Like Frankie said
I did it my way
I just wanna live while I'm alive
It's my life
This is for the ones who stood their ground
For Tommy and Gina who never backed down
Tomorrow's getting harder make no mistake
Luck ain't even lucky
Got to make your own breaks
It's my life
And it's now or never
I ain't gonna live forever
I just want to live while I'm alive
(It's my life)
My heart is like an open highway
Like Frankie said
I did it my way
I just want to live while I'm alive
'Cause it's my life
Better stand tall when they're calling you out
Don't bend, don't break, baby, don't back down
It's my life
And it's now or never
'Cause I ain't gonna live forever
I just want to live while I'm alive
(It's my life)
My heart is like an open highway
Like Frankie said
I did it my way
I just want to live while I'm alive
It's my life
And it's now or never
'Cause I ain't gonna live forever
I just want to live while I'm alive
(It's my life)
My heart is like an open highway
Like Frankie said
I did it my way
I just want to live while I'm alive
'Cause it's my life!
It was a weird situation : seranading the person that had made me get guts and nearly made me spill my guts. He just kept staring at me,shocked expression,yet in his eyes he was smiling. It looked like the song had cleared his head a bit.
" I didn't know you could sing Beca...and play the guitar so well,you can keep it if you want. I guess nows the appropriate time to apologise...so let's start over. Truce?"
He looked genuine for once, maybe this was the real Tom, maybe the explanation for his previous attitude was that he just wanted to fit in,peer pressure or stress? How can I tell? I have been all over the place and if I had stayed in one place then maybe I would have know these things but my situation is complicated.
" OK Tom...truce. Just so you know I don't forgive you because what you did was pretty messed up but you can always change my view of you,it's never too late."
I flashed him a small encouraging smile. Maybe this year won't be so bad now that this is sorted out but I shouldn't get my hopes up,it could get worse. But for now, I'm going to live in the moment, it's more interesting that way, not exactly safe but that depends on what you get up too. Tom looks at me,never breaking eye contact. I give him one last little wave before entering back into the classroom where I'm greeted with silent stares and even some judging stares.
I mute the whole world out as I sit down at my seat by the window and stare out of it,looking at the forest ahead, the fields behind them and there in the distance, I see an abandoned house. Vines breaking in through the windows, cracks and scratches. Broken. A broken house for a broken person.
That was the day I set myself a goal
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Chloe's pov
The whole affair had now died down to the point that no one ever mentioned it,mostly because it was forgotten, and along with it...Beca. No, she hasn't left, but sometimes I even felt like she had. She was there but then again she wasn't THERE. It felt like she was elsewhere, deep in thought,much like myself .
She attended lessons, she was always the first one in and then the first one out. Never seen at lunch apart from the times when she went to get food from the cafeteria but right after that she was gone again. Maybe she had gone back to her silent self but I didn't think so. I can't explain it but... she hadn't gone quite, she was there. A tiny spark waiting to ignite.
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I made my way to our music class. Our first one since the start of school My favourite lesson and many shared my opinion. It was a well taught lesson taught by a nice teacher. Professor Mitchell...Beca's father.
I opened the door, being a bit early to the lesson and walked in on Beca and her father having a rather animated conversation. She didn't seem closed off,maybe just a bit uncomfortable but it could have just been the topic they were discussing.
The rest of the class flooded in and thus the lesson started.
" Hello my students, welcome back. I hope you had a nice summer. Anyway let's get on with the lesson. This year, we will continue with expanding your talent of an instrument of your choice but we will also be doing some acapella. Acapella being: making music without any instruments using just your voices to create it. So today I will ask you to all pick a song and sing it to the whole class and I will form you into groups of five. I will choose them but I'm sure you'll appreciate it if I keep in mind your friendship groups. You will be in these groups for the whole year and with them you will make music using instruments on Friday lessons and Music using only your mouths on Tuesdays . Without any thurther or do, let the singing begin."
One by one we all went. Some people weren't the best of singers but I recall them being heavily instrumentaly talented so it should work out. I was surprised by Benji, he was a good singer and Tom...well he was amazing as always. Fat Amy over sung a bit but she definitely has volume and can harmonise. Stacie as always touching herself all over. Aubrey singing the classics perfectly and then me. I was known around the school for my agularian singing voice. The last person to sing was Beca. People were gripping their seats with anticipation yet I...I just laid back. I knew she was a talented singer. I saw Aubrey grinning to herself which made me think of how she could possibly know. And Tom. ..he was politely smiling at Beca who turned to him and gave him a thumbs up. She went over to the rack of guitars,few people had decided to play and sing, so I was now also gripping my seat because I had no idea she could play. She hesitated. Having a hard time between picking the acoustic and bass guitar, finally settling on acoustic(probably because it would be more fitting in the song).
She checked the tuning and stood in front of the microphone. And she began...
My eyes are no good- blind without her,
The way she moves, I never doubt her.
When she talks, she somehow creeps into my dreams.
She's a doll, a catch, a winner
I'm in love and no beginner;
Could ever grasp or understand just what she means.
Baby, baby blue eyes,
Stay with me by my side;
'Til the mornin', through the night.
Well baby,
Stand here, holdin' my sides,
Close your baby blue eyes;
Every moment feels right.
And I may feel like a fool,
But I'm the only one, dancin' with you.
Oh...
I drive her home when she can't stand,
I like to think I'm a better man
For not lettin' her do what she's been, known to do.
She wears heels and she always falls,
So I let her think she's a know-it-all.
But whatever she does wrong, it seems so right.
My eyes don't believe her,
But my heart, swears by her.
Baby, baby blue eyes,
Stay with me by my side;
'Til the mornin', through the night. (can't get you out of my mind)
Well baby,
Stand here, holdin' my sides,
Close your baby blue eyes;
Every moment feels right.
And I may feel like a fool,
But I'm the only one, dancin' with you.
Oh...
Can't get you out of my mind.
I swear, I've been there.
I swear, I've done that.
I'll do whatever it takes, just to see those
Baby, baby blue eyes,
Stay with me by my side;
'Til the mornin', through the night. (can't get you out of my mind)
Baby, stand here, holdin' my sides,
Close your baby blue eyes;
Every moment feels right.
And I may feel like a fool,
But I'm the only one, dancin' with those
Baby, baby blue eyes,
Stay with me by my side;
'Til the mornin', through the night. (can't get you out of my mind)
Baby, stand here, holdin' my sides,
While closin' your eyes;
Every moment feels right. (every moment feels right)
My eyes are no good- blind without her,
The way she moves, I never doubt her.
When she talks, she somehow creeps into my, dreams.
It was beautiful. Perhaps the most beautiful I had ever heard her sing but what slightly frightened me was that she was looking at me the whole time she sung. Her guitar skills were impeccable but I just feel like she was staring right into my soul and it terrified me because I didn't mind. I should mind, none of my studies can get close to me, one did and it broke me. Yet I don't think I will be able to stop her.
Tom starts clapping and cheering loudly causing everyone to stop and stare at him. I'm still not quite sure what happened between hem but Toms been acting different,well not dick-like anymore. He hasn't pressured me into anything but even though I can now tell that he can be a good guy. ..I just don't love him.
" OK class. I have set up your groups so..."
He waffled the names of some others in our class.
" OK so Luke, Tom, Donald, Jesse and Benji you will now be in a group together. Good luck."
So far professor Mitchell had mainly created same groups although there were some mixed ones.
" And finally Aubrey, Fat Amy, Stacie, Chloe..." our group started cheering." And Beca."
Well shit.
and that's a wrap. I think I have settled on posting one chapter a week or more if I can.
songs:bonJovi -it's my life. ..a rocket to the moon-baby blue eyes
I'm planning for Beca and Tom to have the sort of relationship Jesse and her did in the movie but obvs no kiss and sorry if you don't like the fact I use songs I just feel like Becas way for connecting to people is singing so yeah
shout out to vahuene, the person who reviews every chapter.
I don't own pitch perfect or any of its characters
peace ~~~ wdavidson