A/N: I'm not going to do like the exact script, but there will be a lot of the same settings. I hope you guys enjoy it! Disclaimer:I do not own Pitch Perfect, but please do not steal my story.

Beca's POV

I knew that the moment I saw her, that I was screwed. Maybe it was the flaming red hair or her sparkling blue eyes. Maybe it was how kind she was to everybody, no matter who they were. I mean, she was nice to me and I'm not the warmest person. I don't know what it was that drew me to her, just that I couldn't stay away. That I was falling for her. Hard and that there was was nothing- is nothing that could stop me. I love her and I have to do everything I can to keep her safe. Even if I have to give my life to do it.

5 months earlier

I carefully flop down onto my bed, sighing in relief. I wince at the pain in my ribs and then quickly glance over at my roommate, Kimmy Jin, to see if she noticed. Thankfully she didn't, though I doubt she would care if she did. I met my roommate just a few minutes ago, but I already get the vibe that she doesn't like me at all. I know that I can be cold, but usually people give me a chance instead of hating me before I even talk to them. I think back to when I arrived in the taxi and was serenaded by a boy with dark brown hair, driving by in a car. I chuckle at how ridiculous he looked hanging out of the car, singing his heart out, not a care in the world. If only I could feel that way, but thanks to my sick bastard of a father, I can't.

My father suddenly pokes his head into the room, jarring me out of my thoughts. He comes in and I can see his mask come up as soon as he sees Kimmy Jin. He introduces himself to her, careful not to let his true colors show. He turns his attention to ragging on me about how being a DJ is not a real job. I take this rare moment of having somebody else in the room, to take a stand.

"Dad, you know that I want to produce music. I-"

"Beca, it's not up to discussion. You will attend your classes and work to get good grades. You should even join a club or something. It would be good for you,"my father tells me and I can practically feel the excitement rolling off of him. Where joining a club would give me an excuse to be away from him, it would give him an excuse to beat me even harder. Apparently, it's only 'fair' since he doesn't see me as much. I make sure that my back is towards him before I roll my eyes. Kimmy Jin gets up and announces that she's heading to the activities fair. I take that as my chance to leave so that I'm not alone with him.

I'm walking down the sidewalk, eyeing all of the booths that they have set up. I hear someone in the distance introduce herself Fat Amy and then start singing. I hear the most beautiful voice as I get closer to the girl Fat Amy and I instantly try to locate it. I spot the girl with the magical voice and have to force myself not to gape. I get closer to her booth, trying to to stare and of course, I don't succeed. Her mouth is moving and it takes me a moment to realize that she's talking to me.

"Umm, sorry, could you repeat that?" The redhead smiles, making my stomach flutter.

"I said, I'm Chloe and would you like to join the Bellas? We could really use your help." I'm so tempted to say yes, just for her, but then I ask what they do.

"We sing at competitions and get to go on a lot of fun road trips." Oh crap. I can't sing in front of one person, much less an audience. On my mixes it's fine because I never let anybody listen to them, to afraid of what they'll think.

"I'm sorry, I can't sing,"I tell them and then another voice speaks. I look to the right of Chloe to see a taller blond girl. I didn't even see her there, too focused on Chloe's bright, sparkling blue eyes.

"It's okay Chloe. She was too alternative anyway."

"What's that supposed to mean?"I snap at the blonde. They both look at me, surprised at my attitude change and frankly, I am too. I try to be as nice as possible to people so that I don't turn into my dad. Nice enough to have their respect, but not too nice to where they think that we can be friends.

"I just mean that we Bellas have a tradition to how we look and even if we are struggling, we wouldn't take you." I silently gasp. I get much worse from my father, but it's still like a punch to the gut.

"Well, then, I'll be on my way." I walk away from them, finding it hard to stomach the sad look on Chloe's face. I shake my head and trudge back to my dorm, hoping that my father has left. I get to my room and open the door, spotting my dad instantly. Guess I should stop hoping.