Beca flicked the lightswitch off, ending that days hours. She'd had to close up alone, as Stacie had left work early to put a few finishing touches on their garden and start making dinner. The two normally did that kind of thing, it was a freedom being their own bosses allowed. And after all, Thursdays were always slow. Beca locked the door to the shop, loaded up her bike basket with the ever essential laptop, some books, and a couple lipglosses, turned her ipod on, put her headphones in, and began the dusky ride home to the little mountain bungalow that she and Stacie shared.
Actually, to call it a bungalow would be slightly inaccurate. What it was was a treehouse. Yes, Beca and Stacie had bought a treehouse/house in the bay area and opened up a confectionery, and now Beca even found herself saying things like "Farm Fresh Certified Organic Free-Range All-Natural Brussels Sprouts." And she laughed at herself for being such a hipster. But she really loved it here. And even though she lived in a tree, her house was surprisingly awesome. Two bedrooms upstairs, plus a loft with a reading nook and a couch with a pull-out guest bed, and downstairs there was a kitchen, bathroom, living room, and studio where Beca could work on her mixes and Stacie could work on her art.
"Hey Stace, what's for dinner!" Beca said as she walked in the front door and placed her bag in the studio.
"Good evening to you too, Rebeca." Said stacie, sarcasm speckling her words. "And it's rosemary chicken."
"Lovely, smart-ass."
"Better than dumb-ass. I'm gonna go dress the salad."
"And I'll go set the table."
The two girls did what they said they were going to and went outside to their outdoor dining area. even though it was October, it hadn't really gotten all that cold yet in the redwoods.
"So how was gardening?" Beca asked Stacie.
"It went well, I've only got one bed left to weed."
The girls ate the rest of their meal making small talk, nothing super interesting had happened to either girl that day, until Stacie remembered something.
"Hey, did you hear about the new place opening where Tami's Toys used to be?" The two girls had been hoping that something would open up in the spot two shops down from their confectionery it had been empty ever since the woman who ran the toy shop had gotten a better space in Berkeley 3 months ago.
Beca replied, "No I haven't. What is it?"
"It looks like an arts academy. Their sign said Starlight Academy of The Arts, so that's what I'm assuming it is"
"Smartass"
"Better than dumbass."
Stacie and Beca cleared their places, and went to their studio. Stacie finished up the face of a painting of a little ballerina she was making, while Beca made a mix of Get Free (by Major Lazer and Counting Stars (by One Republic). When Beca finished her mix, she googled Starlight Academy of The Arts.
"Hey Stace, come look at this website, it's for the Arts Academy that just opened up." Beca said, calling over her best friend. "They look pretty good."
"Yeah, and whoever that blonde chick teacher is is hot" Stacie said.
"But also they look super talented. Look, they both just graduated from Juliard."
"And moved here?" Stacie replied.
"Well our town does have the most aerial trapeze studios per capita than any other city, so i see the appeal." Beca said. "Jesus Christ everybody here is a hipster."
Stacie yawned. "I'm gonna head to bed" she said.
"Me too."