I feel really bad, I reread the first chapter of this and didn't notice how many mistakes were there. I'm sorry for that and I'm sorry this chapter took so long. It's tough with school. But it's up now so I hope you forgive me and I hope the other chapter won't take as long as this one. Enjoy!
It was 10:15AM and Beca decided she might as well get out of bed. Why she was in bed anyway Beca didn't know, it's not like she slept last night. She had been texting Chloe all night and she realized the redhead was pretty much the best person she'd ever met. She was funny and ambitious and confident and sweet and fantastic and obviously gorgeous–just flat out perfect.
Chloe was stopping by at 11 to "check on the soap" then the girls were going to get something to eat. Beca got in the shower and started to get ready for Chloe. She dried her hair, did her makeup, and put on a white dress. Beca wasn't really one for dresses but it was probably the nicest piece of clothing she owned.
Beca went down stairs and found her father asleep on the couch. She rolled her eyes and smacked him on the leg.
"Dad," she started, getting a grunt in return. "Either wake up or go upstairs and sleep. My friend is coming. I don't want her seeing you."
"I'm going..." he said groggily.
After a couple of minutes, he eventually got up and shuffled his way up the stairs and to his bedroom.
Beca sighed and walked into the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator hoping to find something to eat but all there was was some week old Chinese food, some milk, some random vegetables, and the bowl of peaches from the night before. After about five minutes of staring into the cold box as if something good would magically appear, she took out the bowl of peaches, then eating them at the island in the kitchen.
As she put the bowl in the sink the doorbell rang. Beca got the door and smiled at the redhead in front of her.
"Hey," Chloe smiled back.
"Hey," Beca replied, letting her in.
Beca led Chloe in the kitchen where the soap sat on the counter. The brunette poked it and looked at Chloe.
"Is it hard?"
Chloe shrugged, "Probably..."
"Maybe we should look at them after lunch," Beca suggested.
The redhead smiled, "Okay. And you look really pretty Bec."
"Thanks... So do you," she responded awkwardly.
"Thank you," Chloe laughed. "C'mon, let's get something to eat. I am starving."
Beca nodded and left the house with Chloe. They got in her car, Chloe then asking, "Where do you want to eat?"
"Well it's too late for breakfast at most places unless we go to a diner…"
"Ooh, that sounds good. Rio Diner okay?"
"Yeah," Beca smiled.
Beca found Chloe so intriguing, after talking for 13 hours straight she felt like she'd known the redhead for years. They got to the diner and got a table, the two girls sitting across from each other. They ordered their meals and Chloe spoke.
"So, last night you said you didn't have a lot of friends… Why?"
Beca shrugged, "I don't know, a lot of the people at our school are super weird. Am I right?"
Chloe laughed and nodded, "Yeah, but there a lot of kids who aren't."
"I guess I haven't found them… I don't know, I just feel like everyone is super fake."
"What do you mean?"
"None of those kids would act that way if their parents were there, one, or two, they're trying to hard to have a personality."
"You're kinda right… But you can't find at least one person who you would want to hang out with?"
"Yeah, my best friend is pretty much my only friend," Beca answered.
"Who would that be?"
"Jesse Swanson, you know him?"
Chloe shook her head, "No, but you don't only have one friend."
"I don't?"
"You have two, Jesse and me," Chloe smiled.
Beca laughed, "True."
The waiter returned to the table, placing down two plates of food and taking Beca's glass to be refilled. Chloe and Beca ate, continuing their conversation.
When they finished, Chloe insisted on paying the bill and the girls left the diner.
"Beca," Chloe started. "Can we go to the park?"
"You wanna go to the park?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, yeah sure."
Chloe drove to the park and immediately walked over to the swing-set, sitting down on the plastic seat. Beca sat on the swing next to her and started to push herself.
"Don't you love being outside?" Chloe asked with a smile.
Beca laughed, "I guess. Why are we here?"
Chloe shrugged, "I just didn't want to check on the soap yet."
Beca couldn't keep the smile off her face, "You're such a weirdo."
"Excuse me; I am less weird than you."
"Okay, sure. Let's go with that," the brunette said, moving her swing towards Chloe's.
Chloe stopped moving and let Beca pull the chain of her swing towards her. When they were close enough, Beca leaned in to place her lips on Chloe's, kissing her for the second day in a row and if things continued the way they were going, she would sure get used to that quickly.
Chloe smiled, "Okay, I think I'm ready to check on the soap now."
"Okay, let's go," Beca replied, getting up and grabbing Chloe's hand.
They walked back to the car and Chloe drove back to Beca's house. When they walked into house they found Beca's dad in the kitchen, leaning over a mug of coffee.
"Hi Dad," Beca said, walking passed him to get the two cups of soap.
"Hey Becs," he replied, then seeing Chloe. "Uhm, hello, I'm Beca's dad." He stuck his hand out for her.
"Chloe," she smiled, taking his hand and shaking it.
Beca looked at the two and continued to take the soap out of the mold. She tapped the first one out and smiled at the result.
"Dad, leave. We have work to do," Beca said.
"Fine, see you later," he said, turning to Chloe. "Nice to meet you."
"You too," Chloe smiled.
Once he left the room Chloe spoke up, "That was kinda rude Beca, don't you think?"
"I guess, I'll apologize later. But the soap came out nice," she said, holding out the orange soap.
Chloe smiled, "It did, want me to take the other one out?"
"Sure." Beca handed Chloe the cup and watched her tap out the soap the same way Beca did.
"They look really nice," Chloe smiled.
"They smell nice too," Beca pointed out.
"You think we'll get the extra credit?"
"Probably, no one in that class really cares about soap."
The redhead laughed, "Good point."
Chloe's phone started ringing and she apologized before answering it. Beca watched her have the conversation and assumed it was one of her parents when she ended the conversation with "Bye, I love you too."
"Sorry, that was my mom. I have to go."
"It's okay; if you gotta go you gotta go."
Chloe gave Beca a sad smile, "I'll see you tomorrow okay?"
Beca nodded and Chloe grabbed the soap, "I'll take it, at least it'll show my mom I was really doing something."
The brunette laughed, "Good idea."
Beca walked Chloe to the door and Chloe smirked.
"We can't have the same thing happen again, I know. I can see it in your face," Beca smiled. "So I will kiss you on the cheek this time."
She placed a soft kiss on her cheek, resulting in a chuckle from Chloe.
"I can handle a kiss on the lips if you can," the redhead said.
"Uhm… I think I can," Beca winked, kissing Chloe's lips that time.
"I'll see you tomorrow," the brunette smiled.
"See you tomorrow," Chloe replied, walking out of the doorway.
Beca closed the door behind her. For the first time she was excited for school.
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