I have found time to write! Yay,...it's 1 am in the morning...but I don't go to sleep normally until 2. So yay! And my computer is barely alive right now, so ya, I am using my tablet(which doesn't have spell check, so bare with me.) This is my first AU, I hope you like it!

Beca's house

"But, dad I don't want to transfer schools. I just so happen to like the one that I am at." Beca said to her dad.

"New house, new school." Mr. Mitchell said.

"I didn't ask for a new house. I had no say in the matter" Beca said.

"I know, but Beca we had to." Mr. Mitchell said.

"We didn't have to. Just because mom died, doesn't mean you have to move to a different state." Beca said, as Mr. Mitchell pulled up to the high school.

"I love you. Be good. Stay out of trouble. Don't play ditch. Don't get in a fight. And do you remember the bus you will be driving home?" Mr. Mitchell asked.

"Yep, even though I don't see why you didn't just let me drive." Beca said as she grabbed her backpack and slammed the car door.

"So this is what hell looks like?" Beca said, as she looked at the expensive private high school. Beca hadn't ever been to private school in her life. The only reason that she is even going now, is because the public high school in this city was failing grades. There for Mr. Mitchell signed her up for the enrollment in this high school.

Once Beca got inside she looked around. Everyone had on a required uniform.

Girls: White blouse, (optional blue sweater.), knee length plaid skirt.

Boys: Button up blue shirt, and corduroy pants.

Where's the Mohawk guys? Where's the snooty stuck up bitches? Where are the sluts? Where are the emo and depressed kids? Where's the punks? Beca was wondering all of these things when all of a sudden somebody started talking to her.

"Hi, my name is Stacie. Ms. Andrews told me to help you find your classes." Stacie said. She had her skirt rolled up around the waist, so it was above her knees. She had on a white headband, and white pearls.

There's a slut. Though I don't think there will be a Mohawk person here... Beca thought.

"Ok." Beca said.

"Well we have 10 minutes until class, and you and me have the first three periods together." Stacie said, as she grabbed Beca's wrist.

"What are you doing?" Beca asked, as she was being pulled from Stacie.

"We have to find my friends." Stacie said.

"No, nope, uh-unnnn. I'm good." Beca said, as the girl with huge high heel pumps, drug her into a hallway.

"Oh, come on you will love them." She said, not even looking at Beca, just continuing dragging her through the hallway.

"There they are." Stacie said, as she drug Beca towards a group of people standing by the white lockers.

"Let me go." Beca said, as she tried to get the girls hand off of her, but failed epicly.

"Hey, guys! This is the new girl ummm, what's your name?" Stacie asked, as Beca gave up on trying to get the girl to release her death grip on her right wrist.

"Beca." Beca said, when she looked up a dorky looking guy caught her eye.

"Hi, my name is Fat Amy." Fat Amy said, while extending her hand, snapping Beca out of her thoughts.

"You call yourself Fat Amy?" Beca asked.

"Ya, so twig sticks like you won't do it behind my back." She said, as Beca shook her hand.

"My name is Benjamin, but you can call me Benji." Benji said, as he shook her hand.

"My name is Unicycle, but I can also be called your boyfriend if you want." Unicycle said, as he grabbed her hand, and kissed it. She pulled back as soon as his lips touched her hand.

"Or I could call you 'Jackass." Beca said, as everyone 'oooo' and 'ohhhhed.'

"Harsh. Cold. And you had that coming." were also said.

"My name is Lily." Lily said, barely above whisper.

"Hi, my name is Cynthia Rose." Cynthia said, as she shook her hand.

"My name is Donald." Donald said, as he shook her hand.

"M-my name is Jesse." Jesse said, as he shook her hand. He had a dorky smile plastered on his face.

"Dude, what was up with the stutter?" Donald asked.

"Ya, m-my name is Jesse." Cynthia Rose mocked him.

"My name is Jesse and I have all of a sudden have a speech disorder out of nowhere." Unicycle teased. Everyone was laughing, but Jesse and Beca.

''And hi, my name is Chloe." Chloe said, as she hugged Beca. Who didn't hug back.

''So, where was your old school at?" Stacie asked, as everyone looked at Beca for an answer.

"A public school in New York." Beca said, as everyone's faces lit up.

"And before you start with the 'She lived in New York? How cool was it? Lots of celebs?' No, I didn't live in New York City. I lived in the suburbs part." Beca said.

"So what did the guys look like that you hung out with look like?" Stacie asked.

"Well, lots of leather, lots of safety pins, lots of black clothes, lots of multi colored hair, and some mohawks." Beca said.

"So punk?" Cynthia Rose asked.

"Pretty much." Beca replied.

"Do you know Punky Brewster?" Fat Amy said, who had a deep Austi accent.

"No." Beca said.

"How was sex with the guys there?" Stacie asked.

"Stacie, don't creep her out." Donald said.

"I am just going to leave now." Beca said awkwardly, as Stacie and the others were bickering back and forth.

"See you creeped the poor girl out." Donald said.

"Are you sure you didn't with those glasses?" Stacie asked.

"Wait, I can escort you to class, if you would like." Jesse said, while following her, and wrapping his arm around hers.

"What are you, a butler?" Beca asked, as she untangled their arms. She tried to ignore the tingling she felt when he touched her.

"Yep, I am. So what class do you have Ms. Beca?" Jesse asked, as he looked at her grinning ear to ear.

"English." Beca said.

"Me too, but-" He grabbed her hand and turned her around. "Buuut, English is this way." Jesse said.

"So why did you move here, Georgia?" Jesse asked, not realizing he was still holding her hand.

"None of your business." Beca replied.

"Oh, ok. I get it. Your one of those girls who's all dark and mysterious. Then she takes off her glasses and incredibly scary ear spike. Then you realize she was beautiful the whole time.'' Jesse said.

"I don't wear glasses." Beca said.

"Then your half way there." Jesse said, while smiling.

"Hey lovebird, you stole my student." Stacie said, as she and the others walked behind.

"What do you mean 'love birds?" Beca asked, as Unicycle pointed at their intertwined fingers. Needless to say, they both disconnected their hands at this reaction. Beca and Jesse had a blush on their cheeks. Jesse's blush slightly darker then Beca's.

"Say that again, and that will be the last word that comes out of your mouth." Beca said, as she shot daggers to a scared looking unicycle.

"Well, we are here." Benji said, as they approached the class.

"Wait, all of you are in this class?" Beca asked.

"Ya, when we were sophomores, we planned it out. So here we are juniors all in the same class." Chloe said.

Everyone took their seats, and all Beca could seem to think of was Jesse. She had no reason. She didn't know why. But she was thinking of him, as many times she tried to pay attention, she would just start drifting in to her day dream again.

Ok, that's the 1st chapter. It's now 2:49, and I think I might read over this then, post it. Tell me what you think, is the story worth continuing or not? Please review, and if I get some reviews I will continue the story. Thanks so much for reading it!