A Ca-Voltron (Pitch Perfect AU)

Welcome to Altea! (Chapter 1)

Hey guys, I know I wanted to try to finish my other ongoing story, but it lost momentum. IM NOT BECOMING ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE THAT NEVER FINISH STORIES, I SWEAR! I just want some ideas/motivation for it. It will get finished eventually. In the meantime, I didn't want you guys to stop hearing from me and riot, so I wrote this up. I've been wanting to do this for a while now too, so I hope you like it! As always, I hope you enjoy, thanks for reading, and comments are much appreciated (votes too)!

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The teen made minor finishing touches to another one of his mashup songs on his laptop, saving it to his hard drive just before his taxi pulled up. Well, as far up as the taxi could get. The campus was packed with cars, students, and luggage piled along the sidewalks.

He tapped the driver's shoulder. "This is good."

The driver nodded and stepped out, unloading the rest of his bags. The teen paid the driver before watching the taxi speed away. No turning back now.

Buildings towered over all the new students, the sun gleaming through the trees in the yards. This was Altea University, and it was move-in day.

The teen had a backpack and laptop bag hanging on his shoulders, pulling and pinning his black mullet to his shoulders. Dark violet eyes scanned his new campus, a duffle bag in each hand, a skateboard under his right foot.

His name was Keith Kogane, an incoming sophomore at Altea University. He wanted to produce music and make it big in Hollywood, and was told that this was the best place to do it. It also just to happened to be the university of the famous a capella group, the Galra Empire. There was another one, Voltron, but they haven't done too well for years, people began to laugh at the mention of them.

Keith started looking for his dorm, casually boarding down the sidewalk. It was a little hard and slow with all his luggage slowing him down, but he managed. A car jerked to a stop in the street, blaring old classic rock songs. The Latino in the back seat jamming on an air guitar spotted the emo and grinned, singing loudly. He slammed into the seat back when the drive punched the gas.

Keith rolled his eyes and continued on, nearing his dorm building before a passerby with long white hair cut him off.

"Hey, hold on."

"What do you want?" Keith sighed. He tried to make it obvious that he wasn't a 'people person'.

"Just trying to meet some fellow students," the guy smirked, bowing slightly. "I'm Lotor, and who might you be?"

"Keith," he automatically replied. "You're on the a capella group, aren't you?"

"Is it that obvious?"

"Everyone knows the Galra Empire team only permits those with Galran backgrounds to join, and all Galra have white hair and yellow tints to their eyes," Keith explained. This guy was really starting to irritate him.

"You're more observant than you look, Mr. Keith," Lotor nodded before continuing on his way. He watched Keith push off again over his shoulder. "I look forward to seeing you again."

Keith ignored him as he rolled around a corner and Lotor disappeared from view.

After another hour, Keith finally set all his stuff in his room, setting up his laptop and remixing soundboard. His roommate wasn't too talkative, or Keith had scared him, one of the two. He was short, with curly brown hair, and kinda cute, in a plushy kind of way.

Keith looked like he'd crawled right out of the shadows, in a dark grey t-shirt, red, white, and black jacket, and black jeans. Of course he always had his fingerless gloves too.

His roommate scurried out, leaving Keith to the quiet solitude he craved. Except it wasn't quiet at all. Out his window, spread across one of the grassy quads, keith spotted all the booths set up, the students strolling about, chatting and laughing.

Judging by all the club names displayed on the booths, Keith assumed it was some sort of activity fair. He stepped out the door with a sigh. Maybe he could find some music group...