A/N: Sorry that the summary sucks. Anyway, I thought I'd give writing a try since this idea won't stop bugging me. As I mentioned, everyone in this story would be out of character most of the time so I hope you'd bear with me and that I won't get any of you angry.

Beca's POV

"Beca, don't you wanna go walk around campus? You know, just to know the place better?" Stacie, my best friend, asked as she plopped down on the grass beside me. I snorted a little at that as I continued finishing my mix.

"You know that walking around isn't really my thing Stace. I'd rather finish this mix right now," I told her as I sat up straight for a bit and stretched out a little. Woah, how long have I been hunched over my laptop? My back is killing me.

"You know what? I could use a little walking around. I'll just pack my things," I told Stacie as I replaced my laptop in its bag and let my headphones hang around my neck. Stacie only grinned at me and helped me up once I was done with packing my stuff.

"Wanna check out the activities fair?" Stacie asked after a beat of silence. "You're planning on joining a club Stace? Seriously?" I asked incredulously. Ever since we were in middle school, Stacie has already found school clubs and organizations boring. It's a surprise that she's showing any interest now.

Stacie snorted at that. "'Course not. I just want to see if I could find a hot girl to hook up with. I have needs you know," she answered. I found myself shaking my head at that. Stacie really should stop randomly hooking up with women. She should've learned by now from the number of angry and heartbroken girls stalking our apartment.

"You should really stop with the hook ups Stace. I couldn't even count on my fingers the number of girls you have left broken-hearted. It might come back to bite you in the ass you know," I warn her. If only I knew how right I was. She sighed a little then frowned. Her eyes were glossed over and she had that lost look on her face again.

I slowly stood up and brushed off the grass blades and dirt that clung onto my pants. I offered my hand to my best friend as I turned to look at her. "Fine, I'll go with you. I could use a little bit of distraction," I tell her. She just smiled a wide smile, took my offered hand, and I found myself being dragged excitedly towards the other side of the campus. "You're lucky I love you brat," I told her, smirking, letting myself be dragged away.

Stacie only paused for a while to turn to me then she turned away again and continued power walking to the activities fair. "I love you too you jerk. Now less talking and more walking." I actually found myself laughing at that.

Almost half an hour later and I still haven't found any booth that interested me even a bit. Stacie had flirted with every beautiful girl that we passed by and not surprisingly, all of them flirted back, most of them even giving Stacie their numbers or a lingering kiss to the cheek. Even guys flirted with her, she's just not that interested. It's not surprising at all that she has that effect on people. She's beautiful, hot and she could be very charming if she wanted to. I would've dated her if it didn't feel like incest at all.

"Aren't you satisfied yet Stace?" I asked her, a little annoyed. "You have enough numbers to surpass every contact I have in my phonebook. C'mon, I'm getting hungry already!"

She rolled her eyes playfully and rested her hands on her hips. "First of all, you don't have that many friends Bec. There're only a couple of stalls left that we haven't seen yet. Let's just finish this tour and then we can go to that diner you kept bugging me about."

Satisfied with her answer, I kept my mouth shut as we went through the last couple of booths. The last booth we had to go to belonged to some group named the Barden Bellas. There was a redhead and a blonde whose backs were turned to us and there was a rather plump blonde sat on the ground doing some sort of weird dance. "I don't think I'd want to go there," I told Stacie as I stopped dead in my tracks.

Stacie was frowning disapprovingly at me. "C'mon Bec, this is the last one. Don't you want to go to that diner later? I promised to go there with you if we were to go to ALL of the booths together. This is the last one Bec, let's get through with this already." And I found myself being dragged again, this time though it was against my will.

Once we were near enough, the slim blonde and the redhead turned towards our direction. I don't know why but my eyes were glued to the redhead before me, and when she finally did turn around, the first thing I noticed was how beautiful they were. They were so bright, so blue, and I felt like I can get lost in them forever.

The next thing I noticed was her smile. How it managed to light up the surroundings as her lips curved up and her pearly white teeth showed. Simply put, the redhead before me was gorgeously breath-taking and I felt like my breath was knocked out of my lungs. I never was a believer in love at first sight but I think that would change right now. I can also sense that Stacie was having a similar moment with the blonde before her.

At that same moment, I had the want to get to know the redhead better. It was like an urge was awoken from inside me that I had to comply with because if I don't I think I'd go crazy or whatever. If only Stacie and I knew that it was the day that our agony and heartbreak would begin, I wish I'd never wanted to meet the redhead.

If only I knew that the pain I'd experience with her would be tenfold of the brief happiness I'd feel with her, I wouldn't have approached the redhead like I'm doing right now, neither would I be saying "Hi" to her like I'm doing right now and I should've stopped myself from letting my heart fall for her right at this moment. I already know that I'm doomed because this girl standing before me already had me hooked even before I knew her name. Oh, how I'd come to regret all of this GREATLY later on.

A/N: Thank you for taking the time to read. It's very much appreciated.