Today, marked the last day of summer. And Beca Mitchell had spent the whole three months working in an ice-cream parlor. Of course, Beca would have much rather enjoyed her summer working on her mixes. But she wanted a car and the only way to buy it was, well, getting a job.

The only good part of working the ice-cream shop was her eye candy. Miss high school popular herself, Chloe Beale. Probably the hottest girl in the entire Barden high. And way out of Becas league, at least that's what she told herself. A girl like Chloe would never date a girl like Beca Mitchell. Chloe's a cheerleader, dating the quarterback, everyone knows her name and everyone wants to be her friend. And who's Beca, the rebel alts girl of the school, who spends most of her time in the music mixing club.

But even if Chloe was out of Becas league, that didn't stop her from checking the red head out. It wasn't Becas fault, every time the girl would lean in the scoop up ice cream for a costumer, Beca would get the best view of the girl's ass. And it didn't make it any better that she was hotter than a summer's day. Or when she went on her break, she could grab her own ice cream and lick it casually; but to Beca is seemed like the most seductive way anyone could lick an ice cream. Gulping, Beca would always have to fan herself with her ice cream cap. She would swear the room would get hotter and hotter.

"Miss, I said I want a vanilla ice-cream with a cone!" A snobby looking boy said and by the look of the mother talking on the phone obnoxiously about hosting a glam party at her house he was. "Hello, I don't have all day."

"Right sorry, vanilla ice-cream coming right up." Beca said breaking away from her gaze at her coworker on break.

Beca scooped up the ice cream and handed the cone to the boy. Receiving a rude, finally, from him as he grabbed it. Gritting her teeth and wishing she could shove the ice-cream in his face. Beca fake smiled and said, thank you come again, as the boy and the mom left. It was official she hated people.

"BECAWW," Beca winced at the nick name her best friend, Jesse had giving her.

"Jesse," she said scoping up a mint chocolate chip ice-cream. "You know me too well Beca." Jesse said with a goofy grin receiving his ice cream. "Oh and don't forget first day of school tomorrow."

Beca groaned in disappointment. It was their junior year and Beca never looked forward to the first day. "Bye Chloe," Jesse said waving goodbye to Beca's coworker. Who smiled happily and waved goodbye back. Of course Jesse mouthing she's so hot to Beca outside of the door.

"You have such a sweet best friend." Chloe said standing up from her seat throwing her ice cream away and walking to the back of the counter.

"You mean annoying," Beca said. "Lunch break over?" She asked Chloe as the red head nodded and put her cap on.

"Alright my turn." Beca smiled removing her cap and jumping over the counter as if she was a jailbird that escaped prison.

Finally, it was closing time for the ice-cream shop. Beca was sweeping and Chloe was cleaning and wiping the counter and tables. The days were always long and tiring, so tiring that Beca always went directly home and crashed. She never understood how Chloe had a huge smile plastered on her face even after a long day. A smile that could light up the whole room and make anyone's day. No wonder she was popular.

"So are you exited for our junior year?" Chloe curiously asked.

Closing shift was always something Beca looked forward to. Not only because she could go was home but because it always just her and Chloe alone in the shop. Sharing an intimate moment. It wasn't much though, usually Chloe would talk and Beca would listen and if needed, she would a speak a couple of words. It wasn't that Beca was quite, she just really liked hearing Chloe's voice.

"Ah- well-no?"

"No? But it's our junior year!" Chloe pouted, "Tom's giving me his football jersey this year," the redhead said trying to sound excited but Beca could scene a hint of sadness in her tone. Then again, maybe it was all in her head.

"Alright I think we are done," Chloe walked towards the wall turning off the power of the shop. "Ready?"

Beca nodded and placed the broom and pan into the corner of the dark room. Following after Chloe and exiting the shop. Watching as the taller woman lock the front door.

After a couple of minutes of trying to get the key out Chloe had finally managed. She let out a cheerful sound and turned to look at Beca. And there it was, the feeling that would make Becas stomach swirl and the butterflies flutter. Chloe would stare at her with her bright blue eyes and wonderful smile. Oh, how Beca looked forward to their goodbye. Chloe would lean in, warping her arms around Becas neck, giving the shorter woman a warm and embracing hug. And Beca could swear she felt electric currents through her body as the hug formed. Always enjoying the smell of Chloe's scented vanilla perfume. But as quickly as it happen it was over.

"Hey Beca, I guess I'll see you around school tomorrow." Chloe smiled lightly at the brunette.

"Yeah, I guess I'll see you." Beca responded.

And just like any other day the two girls would walk their own way, Beca to the left and Chloe to the right. Never acknowledging each other outside of the ice-cream parlor.