Chapter 2

Beca's POV:-

It had been two days. Chloe was all silent. I kind of miss her. I wanted to send her a text message but I didn't know what to say.

Stacie and I decided to do some shopping for my upcoming gig. Stacie really knows what she's doing. Oh and did I mention that my BFF, is also my manager? Yeah she is! Not only that, she's also my fashion advisor, my counsellor, my finance assistant, my housemate, my everything! I didn't know what I'll do without her. Stacie is actually a dance choreographer.

We met way back in middle school, where I was the quiet weirdo, and Stacie was always the popular kid. When we got to high school, Stacie was well-known for her beauty and her high sex drive. We never separated though. I didn't know how it happened but we just bonded well, and since then, we became best friends.

We were in one of the high end boutiques, going through some clothes when my eyes caught on something fiery passing by outside the store.

"Red!" Stacie shouted, running for the door.

I was inside, still holding on to one of the tops. I froze there with my eyes darted straight to Chloe. She was looking really good. Well, that would be as usual.

Stacie pointed at me who was still standing at the same spot, and Chloe waved excitedly. I waved back at her and slowly joined them outside. Chloe was with this tall blonde girl. Not as tall as Stacie though.

"Hey short stuff! You are looking great." Chloe said, welcoming me with her official Chloe bear hug.

"Well, I guess my trainer is doing a very good job." I replied, feeling awkward from the contact.

Seriously, I hated any type of body contacts! I always feel so uneasy and awkward about it. Chloe has serious personal boundaries issue. But why didn't I just push her away? I guess all my awkwardness isn't so bad after all when it comes to Chloe Beale.

After a few seconds, she let go of me and introduced me to that tall blonde girl. "Beca, I want you to meet Aubrey Posen. Aubrey, this is Beca Mitchell."

"Beca Mitchell?" Aubrey repeated.

"That would be me." I offered Aubrey a handshake and she gripped it firmly. "Wow! You're a trainer too? You got strong hand."

"I'm a Vocal Coach actually." Aubrey stated proudly. My first impression of that woman was so negative, and I think she got the same opinion about me too.

"Beca, I was thinking of dropping by your place later today to return your clothes." Chloe broke the tense glares between me and Aubrey.

"Why are your clothes with her?" Stacie asked, curiously.

I ignored her.

"Sure Chlo. Why don't you guys join us for dinner? If it's ok with the both of you? I mean, if you guys didn't have any plans for this evening. We were thinking about Chinese?" I said, gesturing to Chloe and Aubrey.

"Chinese? We did?" Stacie questioned, clueless. She wasn't helping at all. I gave her a death glare. She rolled her eyes getting the hint and started creating conversation with Aubrey.

"Dinner sounds like fun. We'll be there." Chloe said, poking me with her index finger on my right side.

"Hey!" I jumped. "I'm ticklish!"

Did I just admit I'm ticklish? Oh my God! There goes my rep.

Chloe laughed out loud. Oh those laugh. I could go on and on without getting tired my whole life.

"Okay what was that about?" Stacie asked me behind one of the changing room next to mine.

"About what?!" I asked, defensively.

"About you and Red? Dinner? Since when we talked about Chinese? And why are your clothes with her?! You won't even allow me to borrow any of your old torn t-shirts!" Stacie replied, slightly raising her voice.

"I'm just being friendly. We had our session and it was raining heavily, so I gave her a pair of dry clothes. She was all wet."

All of a sudden, Stacie barged into my cubicle. "What the fuck?!" I screamed, trying to cover my half naked body.

"She. Was. Wet?" She asked, dramatically.

I nodded.

"She must be looking so hot and sexy in those wet clothes. Was it see through?"

"Yes Ma'am! Damn hot! Damn sexy! You should have seen my reaction when I…" I stopped, biting my lower lip.

"OMG! You slept with her?"

"Of cause not!"

"Yet!" Stacie added, grinning.

"Is Aubrey her girlfriend? I mean, they seemed pretty close."

"I don't know. What if they are?" Stacie answered, absentmindedly.

Looking at me fidgeting with by jeans button, without any response, Stacie finally continued with her trademark smirked. "You like her don't you?"

Saved by the bell, the sales assistant came over handing me a few outfits that I asked for earlier on.

"This discussion isn't over, midget." Stacie stated firmly.

Chloe's POV:-

After meeting Beca and Stacie, Aubrey and I continued our shopping spree. I couldn't stop from smiling to myself. What the hell is wrong with me?!

"Chlo? Chlo!" Aubrey called upon me. Annoyance was so clear in her voice.

"I'm sorry, what was that?"

Aubrey rolled her eyes. "Does this look good on me?" Aubrey asked again, pointing to the stiletto she was trying on.

"Yeah. Yeah sure." I responded.

"Yeah sure? Really Chlo? What's wrong with you?" She asked, while taking those shoes off.

"Nothing. I was just thinking of getting this." I randomly took one of the shoes from the display rack.

"Are you for real? I don't think my 80 years old granny would want to wear that."

Hearing Aubrey's comment, I quickly glanced down at the shoe I was holding. Aubrey was right. That shoe was hideous. I placed it back on where it belonged and sighed.

"You were thinking about that alt girl, am I right?" She raised a questioning eyebrow.

"What? No. No! I was just thinking if we should go grab some coffee after this. I'm starting to feel tired, Bree." I slightly pouted.

Aubrey sighed and proceeded to pay for the shoes she tried earlier on.

We went to the nearest cafe when Aubrey asked me a question that really caught me off guard.

"Seriously Chlo? That alt girl?"

"What are talking about?"

"Oh come on, is not that I just know you yesterday. What's so special about that alt girl?"

"Her name is Beca, Bree."

We took a seat in one of the empty booth.

"…And your gayness is showing."

"I'm not even gay." I defended.

"That's because you didn't want to label yourself."

Aubrey was right. I didn't like to label myself. I'm sexually fluid!

"Bree, she's my client." I said, feeling slightly defeated on how well Aubrey could read me.

"Yeah I know. So? But I was just wondering, what's up with your taste lately." Aubrey shrugged.

"My what?! Aubrey, my tastes are fine. I don't like her like that okay. On the other hand, I saw how you look at Stacie. What's up with that?" I playfully wiggled my eyebrows. Time to turn the table around!

"Stacie? Look, before you jump into anything, I'm so not gay. I labelled myself, and that label is, 'STRAIGHT!'"

"For now." I replied instantly. "You don't know Stacie like I do, Bree. She gets everything she wants. Nobody call her 'Hotass Stacie' for nothing."

"Are they an item? I mean they seemed pretty close." Aubrey asked, suddenly looking curious.

"You mean, Beca and Stacie? They're just best-friends like us, Posen." I smirked.

The friendly banters between us went on and on. I knew Aubrey wasn't gay. I just love teasing her. Looking at her all tensed and worked up can be very amusing at times.

"Don't try to change the subject! This is about you and that alt girl. Chloe, I swear you were flirting with her back there."

"I was just being friendly!" I raised my voice slightly. It was my turn to get annoyed.

"Friendly, my ass! Don't even try to-"

Saved by the bell, one of the waiters came over. "Ready to order?"

"This discussion isn't over, Beale." Aubrey stated firmly.

A/N:- …And that's the end of Chapter 2! Really sorry for all the mistakes again :( My friend said I have a serious grammar problem "-_- I'm trying my best though. So what do you guys think? Should I continue? Reviews will be much appreciated guys :) Thanks! Have a great day/night you awesome peep! xoxo