Flashlight
You're my flashlight
Getting me through the night
This was magical. Beca beamed as she sang. Her thoughts travelled to Chloe. She was Beca's flashlight. No, she couldn't say that. Chloe doesn't love her.
Even if Beca loved Chloe, Chloe would never love Beca. She cursed herself.
She glanced at Chloe. She looked so beautiful... Not that she didn't always look beautiful, but tonight she positively glowed. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Chloe looking at her. Beca blushed, and turned her complete focus to singing.She scoffed. She was so stupid. Thinking that Chloe would look at her. If Chloe did look at her, did that mean she liked Beca?
Of course not. Stop daydreaming, Beca. Focus on the song. Only the song.
The judges looked pleased, tosay the least. Beca was so grateful for Emily. She was a blessing. She hoped they would win...
Beca wondered who Emily's Flashlight was.
She wondered who Chloe's flashlight was.
All she knew, was that Chloe was her flashlight, and she hoped she would never go out of sight...
