AU where Chloe's in a college band and Beca accidentally gets really into their music, so when she plays a mix of one of Chloe's songs on the radio, Chloe just has to meet this mysterious DJ.
She really didn't intend to turn this into a big deal. She just needed a way to get this song out of her head. A little escape. Though even now the astounding vocals of the lead singer in the song Beca was lightly humming to still left her speechless, which was completely unlike Beca, who always had a sarcastic comment or a snide remark.
The brunette drummed her fingers on the wood of her desk while she stared intently at her computer screen. She wasn't sure what time it was, only that it was really late, or really early in the morning. She did know though, that'd she'd been working on this mix the past five hours or so, and it was, finally, nearly done. Except, nearly wasn't done, so Beca mentally kicked herself for getting her hopes up. She sighed, going over to File and slowly scrolling through the multiple options, before hitting the Save As... option and going through her files, until selecting one as saving the mix she was working on as Mash-up_9 . 27 . wav to her hard drive. She'd never admit it, but Beca was a spastic saver, constantly worried that her work would get erased.
The petite woman sighed, and she lightly closed her Mac. She sat back in her chair and stared at the ceiling for a few minutes, unconcerned that she probably woke up Kimmy Jin a few times by randomly humming lyrics from the song. After a while, or, more like, when the kink in Beca's neck started to really bother her, she stretched and reached over her desk to grab her phone. She lightly pressed her thumb again the power button, the screen illuminating her face with an unnatural light. Beca groaned as she saw the time. 3:49AM. She really hated herself for letting herself stay up this late when she had a morning class tomorrow. Or, today. Not that she really had to take her Intro To Mythology class. Right? No, she shouldn't think like that. But it was really tempting.
Beca sighed again, for what seemed like the 100th time that night. She shook her head and stood, taking off her headphones and setting them on her laptop, which she pushed to the back of her desk. She glanced out the window to her left, scanning the campus. Save for the occasional dorm light, the school was dark and quiet. Beca wondered if the little diner near her dorm was still open at 4AM, but she doubted it. So instead, she walked a few steps over to her bed and flopped down onto her back, before grabbing a pillow and curling up into it, still lightly humming the now familiar tune. And she was still humming around 4:30AM, when she fell asleep.
-x-
Beca's phone went off at 7:30AM, like it was supposed to. She really hated when it did that. The brunette groaned, scrunching her eyes shut for another minute or so, trying to buy herself some more time. But that's when she remembered that time didn't work like that, and she wasn't some time lord like the Greek Titan she was supposed to be studying for the class she was supposed to be going to.
And that god damn song was still running through her mind. Really, she'd only heard two solid times. Maybe a few times on the radio, but she never really payed attention to it, not really. She'd kinda just labeled it under stupid generic pop song. But then she heard it the second time, the second solid time, and while she was right about the instrumental being some stupid generic pop beat, the singer's voice was enchanting.
The tiny DJ distracted herself momentarily by thinking of the ginger female singer. She didn't even know her name, but Beca had already made a sort of emotional attachment to her, not that she'd ever admit that out loud. It amused her for a little while, before her second alarm, (appropriately titled Stop daydreaming, and hurry up) sounded around her small door room. She stuck up her middle finger at it briefly before she shut it off and got out of bed.
After a little while, Beca stood in front of her door, wearing her over-worn red tank top, a dark purple and black flannel, a pair of skinny jeans and her converses. She sighed deeply as she turned the doorknob, knowing full well she was late and she'd probably get yelled at.
-x-
Beca's yawn was followed by a groan as she exited her Intro To Mythology class. She was right about the getting yelled at part, but she completely overlooked the fact that getting yelled at meant she had about 30 pairs of eyes on her, so she really didn't get started with a good impression. She'd have to do some damage control later.
But she didn't have any other classes for the day, and that brightened her mood, if only slightly, as she scaled campus to get to her dorm the fast way. And she was nearly there when her stomach stopped her with it's demands for food. She paused, and frowned, looking around before noting she was close to her dorm, which meant she was close to her little diner she always went to. Happy that she remembered, Beca changed course and began walking straight towards the diner.
-x-
About ten minutes later, Beca pushed the doors of the diner and stepped inside, clapping her hands together and letting a grin escape and dance across her face. She really loved this place. Plus, it wasn't ever that busy. Like now. There were only two people in a booth, talking to each other. Probably about some exam paper neither of them could finish.
"Ah, Mitchell!" A hearty voice said. It was kinda low and rough, like what'd you think Santa Claus would sound like. And Beca knew it very well. She glanced up at the counter to see Reef, the man who ran the diner. And pretty much the only employee. He was kinda pudgy, with a scraggly beard and a near bald head. He reminded Beca a lot of her Grandpa, when he was alive, that is. "The usual then?"
"Let's switch it up a little, Mr. Claus." Beca said, skipping over to the counter. "I don't really need much, so a danish would be great." she told Reef. The older man chuckled and nodded. "Gotcha," he said, going into the back room.
While Beca waited, the door opened with it's familiar little chime. The brunette glanced over her shoulder, only to see a head of flaming ginger hair walking slowly towards the counter. Beca frowned, because she seemed really familiar. But she wasn't sure where from. And she knew she recognized her because only one person had eyes that blue and a smile that brilliant.
Oh.
It was her.
The lead singer of the band, who's song had implanted itself in Beca's mind.
Oh.
Beca awkwardly cleared her throat, turning back towards the counter a little too fast, and stumbling over her shoelace that just so happened to be undone. Great. Just great. Thanks shoelace gods.
"Oh, easy there!"
Beca froze when something touched her elbow and steadied her, and she looked over her shoulder at the head of ginger hair. Up close, the singer was much more attractive then on screen or at one of the party concerts she held. Her cheeks where kinda rosy and framed by ginger locks on either side, and her eyes, my gods, her eyes. No body has eyes that blue, or that wide or that breathtaking. It was unfair.
"Hey!" she said, in an unusually perky tone, holding Beca gently by the elbow, even though the brunette and found her footing ages ago. "I'm Chloe, you alright?"
"Beca," the brunette said stiffly, sliding out of Chloe's grip and trying to make it seem casual. "And I'm fine, thanks. You uhm... Nevermind." Beca mentally slapped herself. She couldn't just ask the ginger- Chloe, straight out if she was in a band. That would sound rude, and probably scare her away thinking she was some crazed fan.
"Oh-kay." Chloe said, eyebrows raised as she tilted her head to the side to look at the counter just as Reef returned with Beca's danish and a hot cocoa with cinnamon and a tad bit of whipped cream. "The drink's on the house, cupcake." he told her with a wink, before noticing Chloe. "Friend of yours, Mitchell?"
"No," Beca said immediately, shaking her head and taking her food. "She's just a customer."
Reef raised his eyebrows like he knew Beca was lying. He nodded slowly before turning to Chloe. "What can I getcha?"
"Just a mocha. Small's good." she told Reef, after she was done looking at Beca with a slight hurt expression.
"Sure thing. I'll just be a mo'."
And then Reef was gone again, and Beca just stood awkwardly while Chloe watched her, rather then watching for Reef to come back. Beca wasn't sure herself why she was still here. She'd gotten her food and even a free drink, and she even held them both in her hands, but she was stuck just staring at Chloe. She must've seemed like such a stalker.
"So, Beca. You come here often?"
Beca snapped out of her thinking, and shook her head. "I-I mean yeah. I do. My uh, my dorm is nearby so, this is my go to spot."
Chloe nodded, smiling again. Probably at Beca's awkwardness. "That's cool. I don't usually stop by here too much, but I don't know why. This menu is incredible."
"Yeah..." Beca breathed, though she probably wasn't talking about the menu. And then she opened her mouth, and set her drink on the counter and checked her phone for the time. "Oh, oh shoot. I actually have to scram." she said, before putting it back in her pocket. "I go a ton of homework about like.. Gaea or whoever mother earth is."
"That's too bad," Chloe said, pursing her lips as Reef came out through the back. "See you around, maybe?"
"Maybe." Beca agreed, before smiling slightly, and saying a soft; "Okay," before picking up her drink and holding her danish in her mouth so she could nibble on the end as she walked home. Or rather, jogged because she suddenly had an inexplicable urge to finish her mix.
Ahhhhh it's finally done. I've been working on this for a while. I'm kinda proud of it. There, yet again, might be a few typos but I feel responsible for posting something because I'm going on a four day holiday to see the World Cup and I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to write. Let It Slip is nearly done. Or, chapter two is, I mean. So I might try and post that Wednesday or so. But I hope you enjoy this little thing I'm starting. Even if it doesn't get all that many positive reviews, I'll probably continue it for myself. But thanks for reading. And remember, reviews inspire me ;)
xoxo
~Beale