A/N: So, so, so sorry for waiting a week to update! I have no excuses, I know how much it sucks to have to wait for fanfic updates. I promise I will be quicker with them! And thanks for the reviews, they're greatly appreciated and encouraged!
Beca arrived at the station slightly early and prepared the first few cuts for her shift. Luke stepped out of the booth after queuing up his last selections and bidding Barden listeners a farewell for the night.
"You all good here, Becky?" He asked, grabbing his bag and heading for the door.
"Yeah, I'm all set." She replied. He handed her the keys and took off.
Beca had most recently begun spinning the night shift after Luke had actually listened to her mixes. Luke explained that since he had been there, no freshman had ever been allowed to spin and that he was thoroughly impressed with her work. She took pride in this, knowing that music was the only thing she really put any effort into or cared about and it always felt good to know she was good at something at least.
She put her headphones on as Luke's playlist came to an end and casually introduced herself on air. She didn't like talking much in-between songs or on the air for that matter, she really preferred to let the songs she selected speak for her.
The first couple hours of her shift passed fairly quickly and when she wasn't queuing up songs or searching through the online catalog, she immersed herself in her most current mix project. As she was playing the advertisement tracks, she felt her phone buzz in her pocket. She glanced at the clock, noting the time, and pulled it out.
Chloe: Would you kill me if I called up and requested Limp Bizkit? ; )
Beca smiled as she read it. She shared her disdain of Limp Bizkit and anything Fred Durst related with Chloe one of the very first times they hung out. Chloe hadn't been like everyone else, asking her what she liked to listen to, instead she had asked her what she couldn't possibly stand. Absolutely under no circumstances would she ever give that band, or any country song, the light of day during her shift.
Beca: I'd only kill you if you seriously wanted to hear it…and if you ever started wearing a stupid, red, New York Yankees hat =p
Chloe: Easy there! I come bearing gifts, so open uppp
Beca cocked her head to the door and heard a faint knocking sound. She quickly straightened out her outfit and pulled the hood of her sweatshirt up before opening the door and revealing a smiling ginger.
"Worship me DJ Mitchell, for I have brought you coffee, just the way you like it" Chloe said excitedly, holding out tray for the younger girl to take.
"Chloe Beale, you truly are a goddess!" Beca praised, grabbing one of the coffees and savoring it.
"Also, why are you here?"
"Wow, the worshiping lasted all of 5 seconds this time. I think I'm breaking through." Chloe said teasingly. She shrugged her shoulders and sat down at the table.
"The party was totally lame, and Tom got annoyingly drunk pretty quick, so I went to my car and ended up listening to you and since I wasn't tired, I decided to be an awesome friend and come visit you."
"Well, as much as that sounds like a sucky night, I'm glad you ended up here." Beca said with a smile as she sat next to Chloe.
"Um. Shouldn't you be, like, Djing?" The ginger asked, slightly confused. Beca let out a slight chuckle.
"I can queue up to seven songs at a time. And you know I've had these selections picked out all week…I mostly just work on other mixes and go through the stash of records while I'm here." Beca answered
Chloe nodded, sipping her coffee
"So you're not going to get busted for me visiting you, right?" She asked
"I really don't think so. Luke probably wouldn't mind that I had a pretty girl hanging out in the booth all night" Beca replied, blushing and mentally kicking herself for letting that one slip out.
"It pays to be pretty!" Chloe replied with a wink, not missing a beat.
'You have no idea' Beca thought
"Oh, before I forget" Beca began, reaching into her bag
"I made this for you." She said, sheepishly extending her hand to Chloe
"Is this one of those famous Beca Mitchell mix cd's!?" Chloe asked with excitement
"Famous? I wouldn't say that…perfect, might be the word you wanted there, Chlo." Beca replied with a grin. She watched as Chloe opened the case and examined it, as if she had just been given a brand new car.
"This means a lot to me Beca. Thank you!" She said, leaping up and pulling Beca into a tight embrace.
Of course Beca had to double check her breathing. Chloe's touch had somewhat of a gnarly effect on her, it made her tense and relax at the same time. It was a sensation that she had never felt before, and that's how she knew Chloe was different and that what she felt was something much more intense than friendship, or a simple "girl crush."
"You might want to listen to it before you thank me, but, you're welcome" Beca choked out, pretending to be offended by Chloe's invasion of her personal space when in reality, it's all she ever really wanted.
"So are you ready for the riff-off tomorrow night?" Chloe asked anxiously as she pulled away
"It's the highlight of the aca-year…well, besides the ICCAs, obviously" She added.
"Uh, yeah, I guess? Jesse was talking about it before, what is it exactly?" Beca asked
"Oh, you'll see little one." Chloe replied mischievously with one of her signature winks.
'Okay if she winks again, I swear to God I will jump her bones right here and now'
"I'm going to let you get back to all the anxious late night listeners that Barden offers, but text me tomorrow when you wake up…we should do something if you don't have too much homework, that is." Chloe said, with an added emphasis on the last part which was to be taken as a warning to Beca that she better be keeping up with her classes.
Beca rolled her eyes
"I'm sure I can squeeze you into my day somehow" Beca teased.
Chloe smiled and turned to leave, suddenly whipping around as if she had forgotten something important
"There's no Ace of Base on here, right?" She asked
Beca just laughed and shook her head.
"Sadly, no. It just didn't make the cut…even though I know how much you like to 'see the sign'" She teased.
"You're too much for me, Mitchell" Chloe said with laughter as she left the station.
'No, I'm pretty sure you're too much for me, Beale.' She mused to herself, still hung up in Chloe's laugh, scent, and embrace.
The next day, bright and early (well, 10am, which by any normal person's standards should be considered bright and early) Beca awoke to a few texts and a missed call. Browsing her phone sleepily, the drowsiness turned to pure excitement when she saw that Chloe had texted her asking her about the rest of her shift and if she wanted to meet up at some point during the day before the riff off. She couldn't even lie and deny that she enjoyed all of the attention Chloe had been giving her since she had started school in the fall. As much as Beca pushed people away and as many reasons she had to do so, it seemed to be 100% different when it came to her friendship with Chloe, and that was definitely something she had never expected, especially from this experience. Jesse had also texted her, begging for some of her free time as well. And the missed call had come from her father, to which she rolled her eyes at and made a mental note to not get back to him anytime soon. The very thought of him killed her positive vibe, and the ever so bitter Beca would deny it outright if anyone had ever asked her, but she enjoyed the residual happiness that Chloe had been inflicting on her.
Without even hesitating she sent Chloe a text back. It was so refreshing for once in her life to not have to think about everything she planned to say to someone, even if at times she embarrassed herself, it was a good feeling to know that she finally had a friendship that came naturally, even if it wasn't only a friendship in her eyes.
Beca: The rest of my shift draaagged after you left, I Just woke up…your 8:30 text didn't even faze me. How in the hell are you up that early on a Saturday?
Chloe: It's all those early classes, I can't sleep in no matter how hard I try anymore = ( anyways what are you up to for the day?
Beca: You poor girl! I can't even function before 10. Since we have that stupid riff-off or whatever tonight, I was planning on heading to the library in a bit to do some of this homework that these Profs seem to always talk about…care to join?
Chloe: It's not stupid, it's soo much fun! And of course, I'd love to study date with you…meet you in an hour?
Beca: Sounds dope, see you then.
As much as Beca didn't want to spend the better part of the day studying, she knew she was probably scoring some serious brownie points with Chloe by buckling down on her school work, and now as an added bonus, she got to spend time with the cute ginger. Sounds dope, indeed.
After getting ready, Beca made the trek across campus to the library, mentally cursing herself for not stopping and grabbing a coffee even though the library had a strict no-food/drink policy. Once arriving she spread her books out and anxiously waited for Chloe to arrive. Just a few minutes later, Chloe texted her.
Chloe: What's your location?
Beca: 2nd floor, all the way in the back corner.
Chloe appeared moments later, holding coffees.
"I had to sneak these in so that's why I was being discreet" She announced, handing a coffee to Beca, who accepted it quite graciously.
"Dare I say my bad ass habits are rubbing off on you Beale?" Beca quipped
"And dare I say my studiousness has been rubbing off on you, DJ?" She retorted as she motioned to Beca's studying materials all sprawled out. Beca just smiled as she shook her head and took a long sip of her coffee, thankful that Chloe had gotten it just right.
"I can't believe you got my coffee right, I don't think I've ever had a friend who was able to remember it…or cared to." Beca said
Chloe chuckled. "It's not that hard Becs, light and sweet, just. Like. You!" she said, reaching over and tapping Beca's nose lightly with her pen. Beca scrunched her face and turned away, blushing.
"Personal space, Chlo, personal space" She wise cracked.
The pair worked pretty diligently for an hour or so until Beca found herself staring at the red head. She was simply breath taking; dark blue eyes, the most gorgeous lips anyone had ever seen, and strawberry locks that were angled in all the right ways. She was suddenly pulled out of her daze by Chloe's sweet voice.
"Uh, Becs, you're not going to get that assignment done if you keep staring at me." She smiled, keeping her eyes down on her work. Beca hated being called out on such an embarrassing thing because staring was so not like her.
"I wasn't admiring your beauty" She quickly scoffed, slightly red in the face
"I was just sorta wondering….how we're even friends"
"What?" Chloe asked, looking up at Beca.
"What does that mean?"
"I mean, we're just…super opposite. And you're a senior and everything. I don't know, I guess it's just a little odd to me." She replied
"What, do you have a thing against old people?" She joked
"And besides, we're not THAT different you know…we actually have a lot in common."
"Like what, exactly?" Beca asked. She already knew they did, but hearing Chloe say it was something entirely different.
"We're both Bellas, so we're automatically connected for life. We're both sarcastic, we both like music, and we're both crazy about coffee." She replied
"True…" Beca stated.
"And we just click. I think it makes perfectly good sense that we're friends." Chloe said, smiling at Beca widely.
"Don't you agree?"
"Well, when you put it like that. I guess it does make sense." Beca said, beaming with confidence.
"Yeah, it's pretty dope." Chloe jokingly said, teasing Beca for her unique lingo.
Beca let out a genuine laugh. As opposite as they really did seem to be from one another, Chloe was right. They did click.
"It is dope!" She said before continuing her work.
'You're falling fast and hard, Becs. Better prepare for a bumpy landing…there's no way this can continue this smoothly for much longer'
