Beca woke up to the sound of her alarm going off. She groaned and slammed her hand down on it, not realizing she turned it off rather than hitting snooze. The girl turned the other way and fell back into a deep sleep. A half an hour later, her aunt May knocked on her door.

"Beca sweetie, are you awake? You're going to be late for school." The brunette's eyes shot open at this and she looked at the alarm clock.

6:50.

Beca jumped up and attempted to go to her closet, only for her sheets to tangle around her ankle, sending her straight to the floor.

"What was that?"

"I fell," Beca got up off the floor and rubbed her elbow. "I'll be right down."

"Okay, honey. Breakfast is on the table. See you down there."

"Thanks Aunt May." Beca walked over to her closet and scanned through the articles of clothing that were hung up. The brunette decided on a plain red hoodie and slid it on over her head. The girl opened the bottom drawer of her dresser and slid on dark blue skinny jeans and then reached down and slipped on her black combat boots.

The brunette closed the drawer with her foot and stood up in front of her mirror and combed out her hair. Once she finished, she grabbed a hair tie from the top of her dresser and threw her hair up in a messy bun. She then applied deodorant and sprayed herself with some of her perfume one of her best friends, Stacie, gave her a few weekends ago for her 18th birthday. Beca then grabbed her makeup bag and applied eyeliner and mascara. The girl sighed when she saw her glasses on her nightstand in the reflection of the mirror.

This past summer, when Beca was reading her book for English for her summer reading assignment, Aunt May noticed her niece constantly squinting at the pages. Beca, as stubborn as she is, denied for a good fifteen minutes before she finally gave in and agreed, and they went and got her a pair. The only one she thought looked decent were these black framed "nerd" glasses as she liked to call them. She hid them from her best friends since. The brunette hated wearing them. She thought it made her look like she was 12. But, without them she has a killer headache and she didn't want to have to deal with that in school.

She huffed and turned to walk to her nightstand. Beca grabbed her glasses and put them on, and slipped her phone in her back pocket before heading downstairs.

"Good morning, Beca. How'd you sleep?" Uncle Ben was sitting on a chair at the table in the kitchen and was reading a newspaper. Aunt May was cleaning dished and had her back to Beca.

"Pretty good. I dreaded getting up this morning, though. Thank God this is my last year." She plopped down in one of the chairs and started to eat the waffles in front of her. Her aunt and uncle chuckled.

"It'll go by fast, you'll see." Aunt May dried her hands off on a towel and opened the fridge. She pulled the orange juice and shook it up before she placed it down on the counter. The woman then reached up and grabbed a glass cup from the cupboard above her and poured the orange juice in it. She turned around and put it in front of Beca and noticed that she was wearing her glasses.

"Ben."

"Hmm?" He lifted his head up and at his wife. She motioned down to Beca and he smiled. Beca was totally oblivious and continued to eat her waffles. After a few moments, she noticed that both her aunt and uncle were extremely quite and looked up from her plate. She looked back and forth between the two and chuckled.

"What?"

"We just didn't think you'd be wearing your glasses to school, you only ever wear them here."

"Oh." Beca's face dropped and she went to reach up and take them off, only to have her aunt grab her hands.

"Beca, honey. I know you think Bumper will tease you." The brunette sighed and dropped her head.

"I don't know why he doesn't just leave me alone."

"Maybe because of a certain someone?" Beca's face went red and her head snapped up. Uncle Ben had a knowing look on his face.

"We-We're not even friends. She doesn't even know I exist."

"Oh hush." Aunt May released her hands and pulled up and chair to sit next to the girl. "Just try talking to her. And try not to let that boy get to you. Stick with Jesse, Amy, and Stacie." Beca smiled and nodded her head. A car horn honked outside and Beca stood up from her seat.

"That's Jesse. I gotta go. See you guys after school!" The girl hugged her aunt and uncle and they wished her good luck. She then grabbed her backpack off of one of the hooks near the door and slung it over her shoulder. Beca waived them goodbye and headed out the door.

"Becaw!" Jesse yelled. Beca just rolled her eyes and smiled. She had know Jesse the longest out of the three. He had stood up for her back in preschool when Bumper had first started bullying her. They would always have sleepovers and have play dates. A few years later, they met Stacie and Amy and the group had been friends ever since.

"I told you to not call me that, weirdo."

"You know you love it!" Beca chuckled and shoot her head. She opened the back door and threw her backpack inside and shut the door. The girl then opened the passenger door and plopped down in the seat. "Woah, hold on a sec." He placed his hand on his chin and ran his pointer finger over his lips. "There's something...different. New hair cut?" Beca playfully smacked his arm and laughed. "No but seriously, I like them. You can easily walk into a middle school and they'd think you're a student." She slowly looked at him in mock offense and he struggled to hold in his laughter.

"Jesse Swanson, you're such an asshole!" She punched his chest with each syllable. He threw his back in laughter and wiped his eyes.

"Alright alright, we gotta go. But first," Jesse bit his lip and looked ahead of him. "You need to get in your car seat." Beca leaned over and punched him in the crotch and he yelped out in pain.

"That's what you get, dickhead." It was Beca's turn to laugh and she clutched her stomach. Jesse winced and took a deep breath before he put his key in the ignition and they drove off.

The car pulled up in front of the school and as soon as they parked the bell rang.

"Shit, it's the first day back and I'm already late." Beca unbuckled her seatbelt and was about to open the door, when Jesse put a hand on her shoulder and she turned to face him.

"You really do look nice, Bec. The glasses are a perfect fit." He gave her a genuine smile. Beca dropped her head and sighed.

"Thanks Jess. But, it's just another reason for Bumper to pick on me." Jesse frowned and raised his arm up.

"Um, do you see these guns I've formed over this summer?" He flexed and kissed his biceps. The brunette shook her head and chuckled. "But seriously, Beca." The boy put his arm back down and placed his hand in hers and gave it a reassuring squeeze. "Stacie, Amy, and I got your back. And we've decided that no matter what, one of us will be walking in the halls with you, okay?" Tears brimmed the girls eyes and she nodded.

"Thank you." She whispered and Jesse pulled her in for a hug. After a few moments, the girl pulled away. Her eyes shot open when she pulled her phone out of her back pocket and checked the time.

"Shit, first period started fifteen minutes ago. " The pair got out of the car quickly and grabbed their bags from the backseat. Beca sprinted towards the doors with Jesse trailing behind her.

"What do you have first?" Jesse asked when he finally caught up to her.

"Uh, I think English. Hold on let me check." She unlocked her phone and found a picture of her schedule. "Yeah, room 18 with...oh! Mrs. Farms. I like her."

"Oh hey! We have Biology together second period." Jesse pointed at her paper. "Alright," He clapped his hands together. "I gotta run because Mr. Abernathy really isn't fond of me ever since that prank I pulled last year. See ya in Bio!" With that, the boy ran in the other direction. Beca just shook her head and laughed. She headed straight down the hall and entered the last door on the right.

"Now that we've finished going around the-oh good morning Miss Mitchell." Beca slowly closed the door behind her and stood there awkwardly.

"Sorry Mrs. Farms, I overslept." She smiled sheepishly.

"That's alright. I love your glasses by the way, they suit you."

"Thank you." The brunette awkwardly shifted from her right foot to her left and scanned the room. Stacie was in the corner and waived. Beca started to walk towards her when the teacher stopped her.

"Sorry, Beca. I know you and Miss Conrad are friends, but there are assigned seats in here. You'll be sitting in front of Miss Beale for the first semester." Mrs. Farms pointed at the girl that was sitting on the right side of the room and Beca internally groaned. Out of all people, she had to sit in front of her crush.

"Maybe she won't talk to me." Beca thought. Chloe and Aubrey became best friends the year before. So Beca hoped that if anything, they'd be partnered up for group projects and she can be partnered up with Stacie.

Beca walked over and slid her backpack off her shoulder next to her desk and sat down in her seat. The girl reached down and pulled out a notebook and pen and opened up to a fresh page. She froze when Chloe whispered behind her.

"Forgot to set an alarm, huh?" Beca turned and pushed her glasses back up in place.

"No, uh. I set it I just, uh, I just kinda accidentally turned my alarm off instead of hitting snooze." Chloe giggled. Beca always loved the redhead's laugh. It was so cute and genuine.

"Miss Mitchell." Beca whipped her head around to the front of the classroom. "Work now, flirt later." The students snickered and the brunette's face now matched the color of Chloe's hair. She cringed when she heard Chloe chuckle behind her.

"Sorry." She mumbled. Mrs. Farms smiled down at her. She knew just how much Beca liked the girl and she was hoping that she would have enough courage to tell her.

"Now, I'm assigning a project." Majority of the class groaned and the teacher furrowed her eyebrows. "Well, after that response you are no longer able to pick your partners." Another round of groans erupted from the classroom. Beca however was praying she'd be pair up with Stacie and not Chloe. She could barely have a conversation without making a fool of herself or stuttering.

"Please let me be with Stacie, please let me be with Stacie." Beca whispered.

"Alright. Here are your partners. Once I say your names, get in a group and start brainstorming. I'll explain what you're going to do once you're with your partner." Mrs. Farms picked up her clipboard from her desk and read off the names. "Connor and Max, Sarah and Evelyn, Elizabeth and Wendy, Dawson and Stan, Peter and Parker, Stacie and Aubrey..."

"Fuck." Beca cursed under her breath. "Well, there's one other person I wouldn't mind being-"

"Amber and Tessa,"

"Oh my God." The brunette ran her hand over her face and sighed.

"Quinn and Natasha, Theodore and Jason, and last but not least," The teacher looked over at Beca and gave her a devious smile.

"Beca and Chloe."

"Shit."

"Now, sit next to your partners and wait for further instructions." The woman placed her clipboard back down on her desk and started to write on the chalk board. Beca sighed and stood up from her desk. The teacher smiled, knowing the brunette was staring her down.

"Mrs. Farms?"

"Yes Beca?" She replied, her back facing the girl.

"Can, uh, can I," Beca trailed off and looked over her shoulder at Chloe. She must've known what she was going to ask, because she looked hurt. She then looked over at Stacie, who was sporting a "What the fuck are you doing" kind of look. Beca wanted to be Chloe's partner and get to know the girl. But her biggest fear is that she will end up not liking her. The thought alone made Beca upset.

She took a deep breath and looked back over at her teacher. "Never mind, I forgot what I was gonna ask." The girl moved her seat next to Chloe's and sat down.

"Mmm." Mrs. Farms turned back around to face her classroom and bit her lip to prevent a smile creeping up. "Now, for this project it's about you and your partner both discovering who you truly are. Who shaped you and helped the person you've become, or are becoming." The woman smiled and walked around the classroom. "You can ask your family, friends, and you then have to tell me how your partner has impacted your life. Now I know some of you may not be friends with your partner or not even know them. But," Mrs. Farms walked down Beca's row and purposely slowed her pace when she walked by the pair. "This is an opportunity to get to know them." Beca gulped and looked at her teacher in the corner of her eye.

The bell rang all the students started moving their desks back and packing their bags. Mrs. Farms clapped her hands together and made her way to the front of the classroom. "Well, that's all my time for today. Unfortunately this was the only class time to work in here, so you and your partner need to plan to get together and work on the project this weekend." Beca froze. Her and Chloe have to be in each other's rooms working on the project? Alone? The brunette's hands went clammy and she quickly rubbed them off on her jeans.

"Hey Beca, I-" Beca jumped when Chloe tapped her shoulder.

"S-Sorry, I was spacing out. What's up?" The brunette crossed her arms over her chest and tried to act casual. Chloe couldn't help but smile.

"Oh I didn't mean to scare you." Chloe hugged her binder close to her chest. "But I just wanted to let you know that I can't work on the project this weekend, I'm giving a tour at Osborn Laboratory."

"Oh, I'm one of the uh, one of the people who signed up for that. It seemed pretty interesting." Beca internally curse herself for stuttering so much. Chloe's eyes lit up.

"Oh cool! So, I'll be seeing you then. Do you want come over after?" Beca's eyes went wide at this.

"G-go over your house?"

"Yes." Chloe laughed. "I have a ton of crafts and stuff so we're all set." The brunette blinked a few times and processed the information.

"Okay, yeah. I'll ask my aunt May to drop me off."

"Oh no you can ride with me."

"O-Okay, you don't mind?"

"Of course not." Chloe beamed.

"Chloe, c'mon we're gonna be late for Physics. Hey Beca." The blonde came up from behind Chloe.

"Hey, Aubrey." She smiled. Beca and Aubrey met back in 8th grade. They're not super close, but they're good friends and recently, Beca learned that the blonde had taken interest in Stacie.

"Oh shoot you're right. We probably wouldn't set the best example for Freshman." Chloe straightened out her light blue dress, which, Beca loved because it made her eyes pop, and Chloe did a small jump. "Well, bye Beca!" The girl walked past and lightly placed her hand on the Beca's shoulder. "See ya tomorrow." The redhead winked and then walked out of the classroom. Beca released a breath she didn't realize she'd been holding. Stacie came up to her and smirked.

"That girl's got you swooned, Mitchell." The tall brunette looped her arm through Beca's and they walked out of the classroom.

"Definitely..."