Rewind

Day one- Room mates

"I'll pick you up when it finishes Hun. Love you! " Mom yelled out, driving off.

Sighing, I picked up my bags and slung my guitar to my back.

So many people were walking around in the hall in front of me.

Or just , swarming someone.

"Oh my god! How did that goth get into ACA? " A blonde girl yelled.

I rolled my eyes and looked at my hand.

Dorm 14 room 3.

"Did you hear? Pentatonix is going to stay in dorm 14! Only 2 other people that aren't famous are going to get the rooms than them . Only famous people get into that dorm!" Someone gossiped.

Pentatonix? What.

I headed through the dorms, looking for the plaque that says 'Dorm 14'

Spotting it in a flash, I saw my room.

"Number three. My room." I dropped my bags and got the key out.

Unlocking it, I saw a guy sitting on the bed playing on his phone.

"Uh, hi?" I tried socializing.

"Not the very social person are you? The guy replied, not bothering to lift his eyes from his phone.

"No. I'm not" I scoffed, putting my stuff on my bed and setting my guitar on the end of the double bed

"I'm Jake. Jake Fransen." The guy got up and offered his hand.

"Daniella Bredenbeck" I slowly took his hand as he shook it.

"I know you aren't the very, social person, but I know you haven't came with anyone. Just friends. Ok?" He demanded.

"Sure, I have to put up with this for a month anyway" I groaned, rolling my eyes,

"Hey. No need for that. I'm just being nice" Jake scoffed, walking out of the room and into the bathroom.

"Whatever" I muttered, stuffing my suitcases under the bed.

Walking out of the room, I went to explore.

There was a huge trampoline behind the building with hardly anyone around it.

I took off my shoes and stepped onto it.

Last time I went on a trampoline, I was 10. Now I'm 18. Ages, I know.

I started jumping, and when I got enough jump, I flipped.

Front flipped , donkey flip, somersault, everything.

"Wow" someone gasped.

I was in the middle of a flip and I fell off the trampoline. Hitting the hard grass.

"Ouch. " I said, not really feeling the pain.

"Sorry. You'll be fine." The person said.

This 'person ' had a high pitched voice, but I'm not sure if it's a guy or a girl

I turned around and saw a guy with facial hair and glasses standing there,

"Um. Hello?" He said, waving.

"Sorry, " I ran off for my room.

As I ran down my dorm, I ran into some tall guy.

"Soz dude,"I said, looking up at the guy.

He had dark blue eyes and light blonde hair.

"You ok there? You seemed startled."

"Yeah. Yeah, just dandy" I said sarcastically

"There you are. Scott? How'd you meet her?" The high pitched guy came around.

"Scott?" I questioned.

"That's me." The blonde guy said.

"Mitch."the high pitched guy said.

"Scott, and Mitch, ok. I... Gotta get going. I have class now" I lied.

"No you don't. Otherwise we would know. We are teachers." Scott said.

"Damn" I muttered.

"Ohhh Daniella's in trouble" Jake teased from our room.

"Shut up" I snapped.

"Feisty feisty" Scott smirked.

"What ever Scott."

"What ever, Daniella" Scott mimicked me.

"This is worse than high school." I moaned, walking into mine and jakes room.

"You just met two of the members of Pentatonix. Well done" Jake clapped.

"They famous or something?" I joked.

"Actually, yes. They are. They've won The Sing Off. And have 7 million subs on YouTube." He stated.

"You're kidding" I said sarcastically, picking up my guitar and playing with the strings.

"You don't know who they are?"

"I know who Black Veil Brides and Falling in Reverse are"I scoffed, taking my pack of gum out and throwing one on my mouth.

How could I have gotten into this academy and not know who Pentatonix is?

I don't know, but I definitely know it's possible now.

"Daniella? Hello? Earth to Daniella?!" Jake waved his hands in front of my face.

I shook myself. Jake.

"What?" I said.

"There is a social event that is compulsory for everyone. It's starting in 10 minutes" Jake explained, taking off his jacket and throwing it onto his bed.

"Formal? Non- formal?" I looked at his black and white shirt

"Non-formal. Nothing is really formal here" He walked out and slammed the door.