This Train Ain't Going Anywhere (Pitch Perfect)

Don't Just Bring It, Sing It!

Audrey Posen sighed as she leaned back on one of the theatre chairs. She rubbed her temples in an annoyed manner and muttered inaudible curses under her breathe.

"Ok, Next!"

Chloe Tresscore sighed heavily and grabbed her pen, leaned forward on her seat, and began writting negative and positive notes on the finished audition.

The Barden Bella Seniors just finished their year with a bang. And not just any bang-but a hurl.

The terrible memory of spewing all over the first row of The Barden Bella's Nationals was still fresh and minty in Audrey's troubled mind. Their chances of winning the Acapella Nationals were now dropped to very unlikely and it's all Audrey's fault.

"Hey Audrey! I think I can hear your doctor calling! He says that you forgot your AH! Which means, Ass Hole!" Bumper cracked another lame ass joke as his comrades laughed their asses off.

Audrey pcked herself together and breathed in and exhaled.

"Fellow, Aca-people, Aca-animals, Aca-dirt balls or Aca-whatever you may be, I hope that todays auditoners be to your liking. I wish you all good luck for recruitments."

Bumper mockingly pretended he had tears in his eyes and began to wipe them. "Oh, what a beautiful reply. I expected this from you Audrey, even if your sucking so much."

Chloe yanked Aubrey down to her seat once again before Aubrey couldt throw another retort.

Today's auditioners weren't the best out there as they created beats and rythms for the song, Since you've been gone by Kelly Clarkson. Some of them were surprisingly good but they were guys and the Bellas only accepted women for their group. It seemed likely that the Treblemakers were to be winning this year. Chloe sighed at this thought and turned to her checklist and began to cross out names. Only 5 auditinos left and three of them were girls. The Bellas needed th last three girls so that they could survive the competition.

"Alrighty then, We have," Greg, the announcer, looked through his paper, "Stacie Gradetti, please climb up the stage."

When Greg announced this, Donald was drinking his pepsi but he was taken aback when he heard her name. His pepsi was rolling down his chin and unto his shirt, dampening him. "Hey Don. Better clean that up eh?" Donald's fello Treble suggested as Donald gave him a small nod accompanied with a little roll in the eyes.

As a pair of clopping heels were hear on the stage, all eyes were on a busty brunette who confidently walked up the stage with her left hand wavig atthe crowd. Almost immediately, the Trebles took notice and had Stacie with all of their attention. Donald looked at his friends, smirks and raised eye brows were easily noticed. "Dude, that chick's hot! Any of you know her?" Unicycle asked. His afro bobbed as he leaned forward his friends.

"Dunno who she is. Probably a freshman. Maybe she needs a little tour around campus eh?" Trent, a fellow Treble, playfully added. His friends all high-fived as they turned their short attention span to Stacie who sheepishly smiled at the crowd.

"Uh, Hi! My name is Stacie Grandetti and I'm a Freshman. My hobbies include..." Stacie brought her painted fingers at the crowd, "cuticle care and the E network."

Aubrey and Chloe nodded approvingly as Stacie was the first, well-in-shape girl who walked in the stage. The Bellas uniform required a bikini bodied girl if it were to work for the Regionals and Nationals.

Stacie looked down at her feet and began fumbling with her fingers, a habit she unconsciously does when she gets nervous.

Here's the thing we started off friends