This is my first Pitch Perfect story. It just wouldn't get out of my head creating writer's block for my Swan Queen story so here it is. This is A/U and also I didn't do much research as far as locations. So for the sake of the story, if I mention a location, just assume it's true. And I made Beca a bit taller. (You're welcome Anna)

Beca Mitchell had just finished her third day at her new school, Barden High. It wasn't fair, just because her mother remarried that she had to uproot her life. She had to leave her state champion softball team, her job as host and DJ at her school's radio station, and her friends, well the few real friends she did have.

She was carrying her bat bag and was on her way back from the locker room from changing out of her dirty practice clothes. It had rained earlier in the day so the field was especially muddy. Barden High didn't have the facility that the Sheldon High Huskies had. She had thought since it was a rich ass private school they would at least had a small stadium. No Barden High softball field consisted of a one row of bleachers behind home plate. And the field itself was a piece of shit. It had a rocky infield, an outfield that had a dip or a hole what seemed like every seven feet, and when it rained (like it did earlier today) it formed a rut all the way from the first base line to home plate. Her teammates said they call it the Grand Canyon because the rut was so big that you couldn't even jump over it when it really poured. And then they called home plate the Nile because apparently it flooded every single time it rained. Which Beca found out they weren't lying. Oh! And they didn't even have a fence in left field. The fence from right field to center field was the fence to the baseball field and when their field curves into right field that's where the fence to the softball field ends.

So Beca at least wanted to change so she didn't get her truck dirty, not that it mattered. It was a jet black Nissan Titan, nothing special but Beca loved it. Her mind was elsewhere thinking about how she hated this place when something caught her attention in another hallway.

"No Tom."

"Come on, Chloe."

"How many times do I have to tell you? I am not going to go out with you…ever." Beca smiled. For some reason she liked the fact that the redheaded girl did not want to go out with him. She had noticed the beautiful girl the first day that she arrived here. I mean it's hard not to notice the fiery red hair and most gorgeous blue eyes I've ever seen. She was just about to move on when the redhead tried to move past the guy only to be grabbed by the wrist then shoved against the lockers. Tom put his arms on either side of Chole trapping her to the wall. "Let me go Tom!" She said making Beca move into action.

"Come on, Chloe stop being a bitch and-"

"Hey! She said 'let her go' douchebag." Beca interrupted dropping her bag and making the other two look at her. Tom pushed off the lockers giving her a once over.

"Look new girl, this isn't any of your business. Move along." He said but Beca made no move to run away instead making her way closer to the two.

"Well you see douchebag, you made it my business when you manhandled Red here in my line of sight. So..." She trailed off stopping in front of him.

"Stop calling me douchebag, my name is Tom."

"Yeah…don't care."

"Why don't you get the hell out of here before you really piss me off."

"Tom, just leave her alone." The redhead tried to interrupt. But Tom ignored her instead moving into Beca's face. Beca let out an annoyed sigh.

"Dude, I really don't want to have to kick your ass after the shitty day that I've had. So just do yourself a favor and leave, please." Tom just laughed. She could see why, him 6 foot something and her just over 5'4.

"Really? I'd like to see that." Then grabbed her by the shirt and she pushed him hard making him stumble back a few feet. He rose back to full stance, his face red with anger. Chloe yelled and tried to stop him but he pushed her back.

"Tom! Don't!" But it was too late he was rushing at Beca raising his fist in the air and bringing it down. Right before he made contact with Beca she ducked the other way and yanked his shirt down sticking her foot out. With his momentum going forward he couldn't maintain his balance and tripped over her leg. She quickly turned to face him. When he started to turn towards her she quickly brought her knee up to connect with his nose causing it to gush blood. He groaned and she pushed him back to the ground. He grabbed his nose.

"You stupid bitch! You broke my fucking nose!" He said from the floor and she looked unamused.

"Yeah well I told you to leave, so…" She said shrugging to him then turned her attention to a wide eyed Chloe, who couldn't believe what just happened. "You okay Red?" Who just nodded. "Why don't you let me walk you out? Just incase douchebag here decides to try and get up." Again Chloe nodded and started walking beside Beca stepping over a groaning Tom.

"Yeah, thanks for that. Um, you really didn't have to." She said as they made their way through the hallway. Beca went to pick up her bat bag that she had dropped earlier. "I'm Chloe by the way, Chloe Beale."

"Beca Mitchell aka new girl."

"Well Beca, I'm really glad that I met you." She smiled brightly. Beca couldn't help but return the smile.

"Why? You don't even know me."

"Well you don't know me and you kicked some guy's ass just because he was a prick. So…that makes me want to get to know you." Chloe kept smiling at Beca as they made their way outside and to Beca's truck. Beca put her bag in the back while trying to ignore the butterflies she felt at Chole's smile. "So tell me new girl, where're you from?" She asked leaning against the truck waiting for an answer. After a minute of silence it was clear Beca wasn't going to answer. "I'm not leaving until you answer." She sighed patiently.

"You're not going to give up are you?"

"Nope." Chloe smiled again then pulled the tailgate of the truck out and hopped on to it. Then patted next to her wanting Beca to sit, Beca rolled her eyes and finally gave in sitting on the tailgate.

"Ugh fine! I just moved here from Sheldon, California." Was all the information she gave. Beca really wasn't the type of person to open up to anyone let alone someone she just met even if she was gorgeous.

"Why?"

"My mom just remarried so she just decided to uproot my entire life to appease her new husband." Chloe heard the venom in Beca's voice so she decided to broach a new subject.

"What grade are you in?"

"I'm a junior."

"Me too! So what do you like to do?"

"You mean besides kicking your boyfriend's ass?" Beca smirked while Chloe rolled her eyes.

"So not my boyfriend, he's a jackass. But yes besides that, what do you like to do?"

"Well obviously, I play softball. I also play basketball, and I love music. I used to DJ at my old school and even make my own mixes."

"No way! Really!?" Beca nodded, "That's awesome; can I listen to them sometime?" Chloe asked but Beca hesitated. She didn't let anyone listen to her mixes. She didn't even play them at the radio station. She knew if she wanted to make a living out of it someday she would eventually let someone listen to them but still. She wasn't sure if she was ready for that. Chloe seemed to notice her indecision then gave her puppy eyes and a pout. "Please." Damn, she has the most beautiful blue eyes. I think I've found my kryptonite.

"I don't know…maybe, but no one's really listened to them before."

"Maybe when we get to know each other a little better." Chloe gave her a smile and Beca found herself nodding. They sat there for a little while talking about likes and dislikes, hobbies, and music. Mostly music, she found out that Chloe loved to sing and is even in an acapella group. Beca was surprised to find that she and Chloe had a lot in common, especially taste in music (except for being an acapella nerd). She found that she quite liked spending time with Chloe, which again surprised her. She would usually rather be holed up in her room making mixes than spending time with anyone. "So you said basketball and softball what about volleyball?"

"Well I used to play but softball runs the same time as the volleyball season here so I had to choose. I like volleyball but I'm definitely better at softball so, yeah. What about you?" She asked as a black towncar pull up in front of the school.

"Damn, yeah I'm on the volleyball team. Listen my ride is here, but we have a game tomorrow night if you wanna come and cheer me on." She smiled as she got off the tailgate.

"Not much of a cheerer but sure I'll come and watch."

"Good but you have to cheer for me. Now give me your phone. I'm going to put my number in then text myself so I can have your number." Beca handed her phone over and hopped down as well.

"Who says you can have my number? And who has a towncar pick them up from school?" Chloe rolled her eyes and smiled at Beca's teasing.

"I say so and it's not by choice. I have to go to this stupid charity dinner and my mom insisted on having one pick me so she knows I won't be late."

"Charity dinner, yeah I totally have to go to one tonight to maybe it's the same one." Beca said sarcastically. "I mean there're probably only a few tonight. A reason for all these rich people to party and get drunk maybe I'll see you." Chloe laughed as they made their way to the car, Beca opened the back door for her.

"Thank you and no offense but you don't seem the type to get all dressed up for some charity event. Let alone socializing with 'all those rich people'. I even don't want to go." Chloe said smiling while getting into the back seat. Beca feigned to be offended.

"I'm not sure if I should take that as a compliment or an insult." She smiled. "Anyway I guess I see you at the game tomorrow." They said their goodbyes and Beca watched the car drive away. She got into her truck and picked her phone up going through the contacts smiling when she passed Chloe's name. She hit the call button and waited for the person to pick up. After for rings she finally heard a hello. "Jessie I changed my mind about tonight I think I'll go afterall."

A/N: Should I continue? I figured if I get at least 10 follower/reviews I will. So let me know review, follow, favorite, or send me a pm.