Beca Mitchell is not a fan of public transport. Public transport is not a fan of Beca Mitchell clearly. An hour trip every morning and evening to and from work was not the most enjoyable part of the day, especially when rush hour had anything to do with it.
Beca sat in the same seat everyday, today wasn't any different. What was different about today however was the fact that Beca had stayed behind at the studio to finish up a track she was working on to show her boss. Sure, she was only an intern but he had said she had potential and Beca would do anything in order to prove herself, even if that meant staying behind for two hours after most of the other staff had
Ideas flashed through Beca's head like firecrackers as she listened to the progress she had made on the track. Something was missing but she wasn't sure just what it was.
Beca opened her eyes as she felt someone brush by her as they sat down in the vacant seat next to her. Beca was met with the red hair and alarmingly blue eyes of her new chair neighbour. The girl smiled at her and stifled a yawn. Beca couldn't help but smile at this mystery girl.
As the journey continued Beca couldn't help but steal glances at this beautiful girl sat next to her. She noticed that she seemed quite sleepy. Beca shook her head as she noticed the red head drifting off to sleep but that quickly turned to nervousness as the girl's head landed on Beca's shoulder. 'Uh oh' Beca thought to herself. Her stop was coming up and there was no way that she was going to wake up the sleeping girl. She was definitely going to miss her stop. Beca groaned audibly hoping the girl would wake soon.
As they reached Beca's stop it was clear that she would have to stay on the bus until her neighbour would wake. She couldn't help but notice how cute she looked sleeping. The freckles dotting her nose were almost invisible unless you were very close to her face, her beautiful face Beca noted.
As the bus approached the final stop, Beca decided it was probably time to wake the girl whose head had been resting on Beca's shoulder for the past thirty minutes. She nudged the red head
'Hey um, we're sort of coming to the last stop. You should probably wake up now?'
The red head stirred, lifting her head from Beca's shoulder. 'Oh my goodness, how long have I been asleep? Did you say this was the last stop? Was my head resting on your shoulder the entire time? I'm so sorry. I missed my stop oh no'
'You were sleeping about a half hour I guess. Yep, this is the last stop. Yeah your head was on my shoulder for most of that time. I missed my stop too' Beca answered, missing the heat of the other girl's head on her shoulder.
'Which stop was your stop?' the redhead asked giggling at the ridiculousness of the situation.
'It was Bluebell.'
'No kidding, me too'
'Dude are you serious? I could have woken you at my stop?'
"'You didn't want to wake me?'
'Nah, you looked comfy but I guess I should have' Chloe bit back a smirk at the adorable brunette.
'That was the last bus?'
"'That was the last bus. I know this is probably totally weird and honestly I get it if you don't want to it's just a suggestion but maybe we could share a cab back. I mean we could go halves so it would cost you less and I only see the benefits right now and you had your head on my shoulder so that makes us buds or something'
"Chloe giggled at the rant. 'That sounds good to me. I'm Chloe by the way. Chloe Beale'
'Beca Mitchell. Nice to meet you' Beca hoped her embarrassment wasn't showing on her face.
'Really, Beale? I'm totally going to regret this decision, aren't I?' Beca shook her head and smiled at the other girl.
'Nah, we're buds now, remember?' Chloe teased as she attempted to hail a cab.
'Buds' Beca thought to herself. It had a ring to it.
