Rebecca Mitchell reluctantly climbed out of her cab.
"Thanks." Beca thanked her driver as she dragged her bags on the white pavement.
Beca took one glance behind her only to see a huge mass of people gathered together, promoting their clubs such as Glee club, Robotics, Theatre, Scuba-diving, etc
It looked like they were all having fun.
But Beca's definition of fun was not the one right infront of her.
She settlled her head phones and began listening to music whilst walking to her dorm.
"Oh Yeah! Air guitar bro! Oww!"
A voice echoed behind Beca as she turned to see a boy, comically pretending to play guitar and making noises as if he was playing.
He had dirty blonde hair and was singing in a cab. He looked at Beca but continued to play his air guitar. But he was cut off when the car drove abruptly fast and made him sit back on his seat.
Beca's eyes followed the cab where it led to the other side of the Barden Dormitory.
"What a weird guy." Beca commented as she resumed her walk.
Rebecca Mitchell was not the one who would be all excited about school, making friends and evaluating what she would want to be in her life.
For her, all that was what a typical teenage girl/boy would always be thinking.
You see, Beca had a dream. Well, more like a profession.
Beca was always one with the music. When she was younger, Beca had a knack with drumming. Somehow the beat was like her beat friend. When she was 13, she received a Junior DJ's kit to which Beca would scratch music for hours on end.
Then one day, she decided she wanted to be a professional DJ.
Her parents were happy she had a dream, but they were worried that she wouldn't become the breakthrough that she always wanted. But Beca was determined she would somehow emerged and become the best DJ player she can be. Enough to be one of the best.
"Hi I'm Pricilla Waters. Welcome to Barden University! Here is your free brochure and your keys for your dorm which is the number 91." A ginger, out of nowhere, said and shoved a pair of keys and a brochure on Beca's face.
Beca responded with a confused face as she reluctantly grabbed the brochure and the keys.
Pricilla didn't seemed fazed as she kept a bright smile.
"And here's your official B.U. (Barden University) rape whistle. Don't blow unless it's actually happening." Pricilla winked.
Beca thanked her and awkwardly walked to the other direction.
Her first day in Barden University already felt like a whole Semester.
Barden Boy's Dormitory
Entrance
8:26 am
Jesse Ceecer confidently ran in the building.
Boys were coming in and out of the dorms as the murmuring voices echoed about the new students who have come to Barden University.
Jesse was some one who you would always find within his group of friends or partying like an animal.
He looked down on his keys which had the number 57 labeled on it.
Today was his Freshman year in Barden University. He was quite positive that he'll make a lot of friends in a matter of days or even hours.
After a few minutes of climbing stairs, Jesse finally found his room to which he knocked loudly. The door opened on the second knock.
"Yes?"
"Your...Donald Laison...right?"
"That's me." Donald said.
"Hi I'm Jesse Ceecer. I'm; the new freshman." Jesse shook hands with him.
"Well come in I guess." Donald opened the door wider as Jesse went inside to place his bags on the empty bed.
"So, my mentor told me I had to give you a tour around campus. You can unpack after I show you around." Donald explained.
"Sure."
Campus
"And here is the Scuba Diving club. Every year they have at least one person injured because of those jellyfish that kept coming at them. But somehow, they all managed to come back alive." Donald pointed to a stall which was promoting the Scuba Diving Club.
Jesse nodded as he turned to his left. So many clubs were promoting their team. But Jesse hadn't even considered one yet.
Then, Jesse heard melodic voices that seemed to be in chorus.
He turned around to see a group of men, singing.
More like acapella.
"Hey Donald, who are they?" Jesse pointed.
Donald turned around and smiled.
"Oh, this is my group." Donald said.
"You sing acapella?" Jesse asked in disbelief.
"Well, more like beat boxing.." Donald grinned. "Can you sing?"
Jesse's grinned widened. "Yeah. Since high school man."
Donald raised an eyebrow. "Let's hear it then." Jesse rubbed his hands and took a deep breath.
"You could be happy, I hope you are
You made me happier than I'd been by far
Somehow everything I own smells of you
And for the tiniest moment it's all not true"
Donald nodded as if he approves. "You definitely have to audition for the Treblemakers bro. It would be awesome to have a treble as a roomate. Promise me you'll audition?"
Jesse looked at the group and back to Donald. "Ok. I promise."
Barden University
After Classes
1:28 pm
"Whew. Psychology really stresses me out like an ironing board." A boy with blonde hair complained.
"I know what you mean Bumper." Donald second the motion.
Bumper and Donald walked through the hallways of Barden until they walked past the men's restrooms.
"Wait here a sec would you Donald?" Bumper asked. "Gotta take a trip." Donald nodded as he leaned on the white wall. "Sure Bumper."
2 minutes of waiting
"God. I thinks he's taking a shit or something." Donald complained.
People were already in class as Donald noticed there were now less people walking in the hallway. He was getting really worried that he'd be late for class.
"Roxanne. Wait up, we still got a few more minutes!"
Donald stayed on his position as he turned to where he heard the voice.
A tall, busty brunette turned around the corner and sprinted across the hallway. She had chocolate brown eyes that had the look of worry as she kept accidentally shoving people as they walk by. She immediately apologized with a lot of "sorry's" but kept running.
Donald felt a wave of familiar knowledge, telling him he has seen this girl before.
He just had to put his mind into it.
But then it hit him.
"That girl...took my glasses?"
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The song that Jesse sang was
You could be happy- Snow Patrol
Please look up Cameron Mitchell- You could be happy
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This Train Ain't Going Anywhere (Pitch Perfect)
RomanceBarden University and it's resident acapella groups are ready for another year of blood, sweat and tears. Specifically, The Barden Bellas and The Treblemakers as their undying rivalry continues for 2013. DonaldxStacie JessexBeca Fat AmyxBumper