A/N: This is my first fanfic, so please R&R!

The chapters' titles actually are songs that I'm listening to when I'm writing. I suggest you guys to listen to them while you are reading, so you can enjoy more your reading!

The song for this chapter is Classic by MKTO.

Have fun ;)

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"Fucking Christmas" she said when she reached the building's door and made it through the lobby.

It was December 16th, almost 1pm. Chloe was running through the hallway with her coffee cup in one hand and her bag in the other, looking for the elevator. She was wearing brown and tall boots, tight blue jeans, a red shirt under her brown leather jacket and a grey scarf. Her red hair was pulled into a bun and she didn't even had time to do her make up. She looked terrible.

The girl started working in a big photography studio as an intern few months ago. She spent the days helping the crew or attending the petitions of the photographers, and it was an exhausting job. She studied photography in UCLA and she graduated as one of the bests in her class. When she was hired in this studio, things got worse day by day and it didn't seem that being the best of her class was enough to make it to the top, but she told herself every single day that she had to be there. This studio was one of the best in LA and her dream was to become a real photographer and work in it. She was not going to give up, even if she had to carry spotlights three times bigger than her.

"Seriously, why everyone in LA have to take their cars at the same time? And why is the street so crowded with tourists? It's not even Christmas Holidays! God!" she complained when she looked the time on her phone, realizing that she was an hour late. As the redhead was busy complaining, turning around the corner of the hallway the faster she could, she collided with someone, spilling all her coffee in her shirt and making the other person to fall.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry" she started to apologize, forgetting about her coffee all over her shirt and reaching for whoever that was on the floor, rubbing her lower back "I was running late and I wasn't paying attention, a-are you fine? Sorry, I'm so sorry"

"It's okay, I'm fine" the brunette said dryly as she stood up, with a pain expression on her face.

Suddenly, the redhead's eyes widened. It was the first time Chloe met someone famous. Sure the studio had a lot of famous people everyday there, but she was not 'allowed' to meet them. So, when she realized who was the woman who was standing in front of her, she couldn't help the squeak that came through her mouth and she started apologizing more.

"Oh God, I'm so sorry Miss Mitchell, it won't happen again"

"Miss Mitchell? Miss Mitchell is my mother, I'm Beca or Dj BM" she answered back a bit annoyed.

Beca was a really famous Dj and music producer all around USA. She even had performed in New Year's Eve in New York and her name was starting being international, but she was reputed to be serious and unfriendly. Chloe looked shyly at Beca's outfit, all in black and grey tones. The brunette had ear piercings and she looked like an alt girl, but, even like that, she was gorgeous.

"D-do you… have another shirt?" Bea asked, getting Chloe out of her thoughts. The smaller woman had been examining her as she was doing the same thing, but the brunette looked all blushed, trying not to look at the soaked red shirt in front of her and that made Chloe chuckle softly.

"It's okay, don't worry, I'll ask if anybody in the crew has one" smiled as she stared intensely at Beca's blue navy eyes. Normally, the brunette didn't like to be surrounded by strangers and she didn't like to stare at someone eyes, not to mention that she hated it when someone stared at her for a really long time. But this redhead had the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen. Those two blue orbs were amazingly charming, and she didn't care that Chloe were staring at her too much time. Suddenly, she was snapped out when she heard her assistant coming next to her.

"You know? I have some clothes in my bag. Maybe you could use one of mine" Beca suggested kindly, as she pointed at the bag the assistant was carrying. "I wouldn't mind. The studio gave some clothes after the photoshoot and I'm not into colorful clothes, as you can see."

Chloe clapped her hands and jumped a little. "Really?! You saved me! I'm really late for work and I'm not in the mood for asking around, actually. Thank you so much!" Chloe beamed. Beca took the bag and lead the other woman to the dressing room that she left minutes ago on the third floor.

"You can change here. I will be out, waiting for you. Feel free to take anything you want" she said as she let Chloe get into the room.

As Beca closed the door, Chloe opened the bag and laughed softly as she saw the amazing clothes. They were a bit colorful, but not as colorful as Chloe's ones. She picked a blue blouse that had a beautiful pattern and a V-shaped cleavage. She took off her red shirt carefully, put it in her bag and she put on the blouse, that fitted her really good, making her look beautiful, even with all her messy look of that morning. She closed Beca's bag, took both bags and opened the door, and she was greeted with a jaw dropped and a pair of blue eyes widened.

"Do you mind if I take this one?" Chloe asked as she handed the bag to Beca.

"I told you to take anything and, seriously, that one looks amazing on y-"Beca blushed as she bitted her lower lip. What was that, Beca?

She smiled to the brunette when she realized that the smaller woman'd just complimented her. "Thanks! And again, I'm sorry for crashing on you" they stared at each other's eyes for a few minutes until the redhead remembered that she had to go to work. "I'm super late!" she was about to go, but she offered a hand to Beca. "I'm Chloe. It's a pleasure to meet you." They shook their hands and Beca, mesmerized by Chloe's smile, didn't get the chance to say anything before the redhead ran off to the elevator. She stood there watching the girl running through the long hallway towards the elevators.

"The pleasure is mine…" she whispered.

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A/N: I hope you liked it and stick with me through it!

I would like you to review some constructive critics so I can improve my writing :D