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Beca P.O.V.

The sun streamed gold harsh light through the slits in my campus apartment window. I groaned and threw an arm haphazardly over my eyes, and turned over and slept for another peaceful 10 minutes before my alarm clock began to blare. I couldn't bring myself to roll over, as it kept droning on and on. Eventually I couldn't block it out anymore. As I rolled back over groggily eyes still shut to avoid the piercing light I blindly reached a hand out to hit snooze.

"Just another couple minutes." I reasoned while I turned back towards the darker part of my room. After not falling asleep until 4 AM thinking about this interesting mystery girl, Chloe you can't blame a girl for wanting to sleep for another couple minutes before starting a new day. Although, that too was very short lived.

*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP-* I once again rolled over, but this time opening my eyes to come face to face with my room mate/ best friend none other, than Stacie Conrad.

My body flew up and flat down against the mattress again in total alarm. "FUCK, Stacie! What are you doing in here, why are you staring at me?!" I yelled as I clutched my chest as my heart was beating furiously against my rib cage. I silently begged for it to slow down a bit.

"First of all, yelling at me not okay. Secondly, I was NOT staring at you sleeping okay? You look like a mess, and you sleep with your mouth open which is somewhat cute yet makes you drool sometimes." She arched her eyebrow challenging me to say something I didn't as I let her continue. "Thirdly, I came in here to turn off the demon alarm that you snoozed, thinking you probably weren't going to get up to get it. Fourthly, I was going to make you some coffee, but never mind you shrimp." She clearly was not happy with me yelling at her.

I threw my hands up in surrender, and sat up straighter in bed. "Okay, I'm sorry. I totally chewed you when I shouldn't have. I got caught off guard but I shouldn't have yelled at you. I didn't sleep until like 4 and I have psychology today, and I'm already mind fucked a bit. Dude, I will admit I'm a shrimp if you still get me coffee because I know you love me." I got threw my hands up to stretch, as I got out of bed and yawned once more.

"I'm just fucking with you, we're fine. I was trying to be super quiet I was in my ninja sneak mode. I'm glad I'm getting better at it. And I'll make your coffee just the way you like it to go. Go take a shower and you can tell me why stayed up all night." Stacie smiled as she stepped closer to me, and wrapped her arms around me. I got a lot more comfortable with hugging from Stacie simply because she always greeted me with them. Her wild wavy black mane always blinding me since she was so tall "By the way morning, Becs." She released me, and followed me out of my room and into the hall.

"Morning to you too, m'lady." I jokingly bowed as I walked backwards to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth, and put minimal makeup on my face not really caring much about today. I walked out with a black hoodie and some jeans I walked into the kitchen smelling the fresh aroma of brewed coffee. Stacie handed me my cup as I blew on it to cool down she sat at the island across from me eyeing me straight up.

"What, Stace? Why are you looking at me like that weirdo."

"Why did you stay up so late, Beca? And don't say it was because you couldn't sleep because you always pass out before 2 at the latest. 4 is just unheard of, Mitchell."

I sighed, "Honestly Stacie I really couldn't sleep. And then I was just thinking that's it. But I promise I'm fine after I get back from psych. I'll come back home and take a nap." I smiled at her, and nodded before tapping her hand twice.

"Fine, but remember I have an appointment at 1 and then that hip hop class at 3 so I'll be gone until 7 tonight. I can pick up dinner on the way home if you want. I'll get ice cream too." She winked at me and I chuckled.

"Sounds like a deal. Thanks for being awesome dude." I looked at the clock, it was already 9:50 so, I got up with coffee in hand barely touched. I grabbed my bag from the couch and Stacie gave me another hug goodbye.

"Have a great day, Becs. I'll call you when I get out of class, if you need me text me." She released me with a quick peck on my cheek.

"You too, Stace. See you later. I'll be fine don't worry. Just don't forget the ice cream." I warned her teasingly before I shut the door behind me and began walking to campus, which was only 2 blocks away.

I took my seat in the middle back, and nonchalantly sipped at my coffee every time my eyelids began to get heavier. The class dragged on and on as each hour felt like it was going by in slow motion. I definitely would have to look back in the lesson plan to go through the material and teach myself. My mind has been on, Chloe. We hit it off so well yester- well this morning.

"What if we don't get along as well? Was it too early to message her? Should I probably wait until I get home after I nap so I'm not stupid and delirious?"

I was snapped back out of my thoughts as the students around me began packing their bags and exiting their tables. I quickly followed suit without having to be told twice. I walked back to the apartment drained as I realized I sat through 3 hours of lecture and I would have to go back over that myself. But that was another problem for another day. I opened the door with a sigh of relief as I saw Stacie left a brownie out for me. I grabbed it and quickly took my phone out of my pocket it was only 1:30 and I quickly sent a text to assure my paranoid roommate I was home safe. I then pulled up the number I had saved into my phone way earlier that morning. I started a new message under the name Chloe.

Monday June 17, 2012

1:32- Hey Chloe, it's Beca from that chat app. Sorry if I'm texting you at a bad time I just got home from my class.

I sent it after reading it through, and calming my anxiety enough to press the button to do so. I went to the kitchen to make a drink, and also some left over Alfredo we had cooked together the other night. I left my phone on the couch so I wouldn't be tempted to keep staring at every passing minute. I grabbed my laptop and food and placed it all on the living room table we had.

1:47- Hi Beca! Don't even worry about it you caught me at a great time. I was wondering if and when you'd actually text me. How was your class? :)

I smiled instantaneously that she was waiting for my text.

1:49- Sorry I made you wait, I actually didn't want to text you too early haha. And my class was interesting to say the least. How has your day been are you enrolled in any classes?

1:53- Don't be sorry, just remember I'm an hour ahead of you too! So you don't have to worry about that. My day's been good I'm enrolled in 4 classes right now at CWU. I'm studying Pharmacy. :)

1:57- Oh dammit, right I forgot sorry Chlo. Pharmacy though, that's really interesting I heard courses can be insanely tough sometimes. Everything is perfect science.

2:00- I never agreed on that phrase, 'perfect science'. Because even if we have zero room for error there will never be a thing called perfect science. Nothing can be perfect, and even if what we make is perfect there's no telling how those things will react with different people. The classes are tough but I'm always up for challenges.

2:14- I'm always down for challenges too. I'm majoring in music production it's hard when it's also your passion because you have to stick within curriculum, but the stuff I do on my free time it's what makes the rest of it worth it.

2:20- Music production? That sounds so cool! You should show me some of your stuff sometime. Music is my passion I could dance to a Beca… I don't know your last name original in the morning before classes.

I smiled at that, although I was more than sure she wouldn't be listening to my music anytime soon.

2:23- It's Mitchell. Beca Mitchell nice to meet you, Chloe _?

2:24- Chloe Beale. Nice to formally meet you too Beca Mitchell. Sounds like a badass name.

2:26- Hahaha, thanks Chloe. I don't like to brag but yeah I'm sort of a badass in general. Maybe I'll show you my songs sometimes.

2:30- I'd really like that, Beca.

Time kept on ticking by as I tried focusing on the psychology book in front of me, only for it to be useless compared to the distraction of Chloe constantly texting me. We had talked about our schools more, and our family life. Chloe had told me that she had an older brother named Austin who was 25 and was on the autistic spectrum. She had been in chorus since 5th grade and hasn't given it up to this day she was in an Acapella group with her best friend, Aubrey. Surprisingly that usually wouldn't matter to me, but it was like whatever, Chloe said I absorbed like a sponge. I couldn't help but take every word she typed to memory. Right now we were talking about her previous failed relationship and before I could respond to her again she sent another text.

4:03- You know, Beca this would be a lot easier to talk instead of type, do you mind if I call you and tell you that way. It'll save your eyes from reading paragraph after paragraph.

4:04- But we don't have to if you don't want. Just prepare for the shit storm known as my love life.

4:05- Yeah, Chlo give me 2 minutes and call me. I'll save myself from falling asleep to your long elaborate paragraphs. :P

4:05- Shut your face, I'll call you in 2 minutes. I'm grabbing some water.

My heart rate started to quicken as I rushed into the kitchen to also get a bottle of water. If my palms kept sweating like they are I would probably dehydrate in an hour. My heart stopped as my phone began to vibrate and the name Chloe popped up onto my screen. It continued to vibrate, and I thought about letting it ring out, but with a deep breath I pressed accept.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Beca. For a second there I thought you backed out." Chloe's light laugh drifted through the receiver.

"Dammit, I'm hooked." I thought.

AN: And look at that we're at the end of the chapter! I hope you enjoyed this, and followed the format of their texts alright. I'm still experimenting I've never written a story quite like this so I hope I'm doing well. If you enjoyed read and review. Thank you again for the love that this story has received. You guys rock!

Xoxo,

Kaylee