A/N: Here's the second chapter. Again, I thank you guys for taking the time to read. Oh, and I forgot this in the last chapter, but Pitch Perfect doesn't belong to me.
MakAttack23: I am a sucker for happy endings so yeah, there'll be a happy ending. Not without drama though.
Beca's POV
(A few days later)
I abruptly stand from my chair as I heard Stacie sigh. AGAIN. She's laying face flat on my bed. Ever since we've met Chloe (the redhead) and Aubrey (the petite blonde) a couple of days ago, Stacie's been acting so down and mope-y and I have no freaking idea what to do since I have never seen her like this for a very long time.
"If all you're gonna do is mope around and sigh to your heart's content, you should've just taken them up on their offer of joining that a capella group of theirs," I told her as I walked towards the bed and plopped down beside Stacie.
"Pssh. I'm as comfortable with singing and dancing around as you are with other people being all up in your personal space. Plus, don't think I haven't noticed, cause I did, you were totes practically undressing Chloe in your mind when she was talking to you," she answered as she finally turned around to face the ceiling.
"I was totally not!" I squeaked indignantly. Stacie just laughed and I smacked her lightly on the upper arm. "Well, stop moping around, please. It's really freaking me out," I add, standing up, and walking to my dresser, I pull out a set of clothes.
"Hey, where are you going?" Stacie asked, sitting up on the bed.
"The lake I found near campus grounds just three days ago. You know . . . the one I was telling you about yesterday. I need to clear my head since I am having a hard time coming up with good ideas for a mix. You wanna come with me?"
"Nah, I'll pass. I'll just meet you at Chuck's diner later? I think I would like to sleep for a little while."
Finally changing into black tank top and a blue and white plaid shirt, I face Stacie and just smile at her in response. I only grabbed my iPod and headphones and I was off to the lake.
I like that place a lot. Everything is just so calm and relaxing and I can clear my thoughts whenever I'm there. The water's clear, there's lush green grass growing around the area and there are enough trees to provide shade without making the place look crowded. It's the perfect spot for rest and relaxation.
A couple of minutes later and I could already see the trees. I started to walk faster, excited to have a moment of peace and tranquility by myself. I was surprised though, when I found a person with a familiar mane of red hair sitting near the lake with her back facing me. I was about to walk away when she turned around and spotted me. The smile that she directed at me totally made me weak in the knees.
"Why're you leaving already? C'mere, I'm not gonna bite," she called out to me with that dimpled smile again. I was still standing there unsurely, mulling over the situation. It could be pure torture on my part to be so close to this amazing person. But I also want to get to know her better, to become her friend.
I looked at her eyes and again, I found myself being drawn to them. They were so clear, so blue, like the sky at that moment and they only reflected kindness that I found my feet involuntarily taking me towards her. Once I reached her, she patted the ground next to where she was sitting and I obliged.
"I see you've found my favorite place," she said once I was seated.
"Uhm, yeah. I just stumbled into this area when I was walking around three days ago. This place is so beautiful and peaceful that I couldn't help coming back," I tell her honestly, picking up a small stone beside me and throwing it into the lake.
"That's the longest line you've said to me," she said with a small smile. I just shrugged in response.
"You're not comfortable around other people, especially people who you've only met or are not familiar with. You prefer to be alone most of the times cause you like to get lost in your thoughts. You're all closed off because you're afraid of getting hurt. And something bad has happened in your past that you're having a hard time moving on with that is still affecting you up to today." She said all of this with a small smile on her face and while she was looking me in the eye.
She was totally right. I couldn't help but stare at her in awe because she can read me like a book. I was sitting there just staring at her with my mouth gaping like a fish's. She chuckled then bumped her shoulder with mine.
"I'm sorry if I freaked you out," she said with an apologetic smile. Finally shaking myself out of my daze, I shook my head gently.
"No, no, you didn't freak me out. It's just that, you made spot-on observations about my personality. How . . . How did you do that?" she chuckled again.
"Years of practice. Plus, I like to observe people and mingle with them. It's fun because I get to know different kinds of people."
"I like you," I suddenly blurt out. "Uh . . . I – I – I mean I like you as a person. You seem very kind and passionate. It's just . . . you're very admirable and – and I'm gonna shut my mouth now to prevent further embarrassing myself." I look down to avoid her eyes and fiddle the chord of my headphones.
She took a hold of my hands – her hands were so soft and warm that I felt like never letting go – and told me to look at her, which I did, almost painfully slowly. She was smiling again, though this one's bigger and in a way brighter than any of her other smiles. "I like you too Beca. I think that we're gonna be really good friends," she told me.
I couldn't help the huge smile that overcame my features. My chest felt so warm inside and there were like hundreds of butterflies rampaging in my stomach. She squeezed my hands again before letting go. I actually frowned when she did so. But when she scooted a little closer and laid her head on my shoulder, I breathed a sigh of contentment. I just let myself bask in the comfort of Chloe's warmth. We didn't speak anymore; no words were needed to be spoken between us. We just enjoyed the peace and beauty of the place in each other's company. I never felt more at peace my whole life than at this moment.
And I have never been more scared than at that moment because I was falling hard and I was falling fast for one Chloe Beale.
