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As she drove away from the school, Beca glanced at her white faced passenger. "So where do you live then?" Beca asked and, when Stacie told her address to Beca, started to laugh.
Stacie turned to the laughing driver and demanded to know what was so funny. Beca replied between laughs "nothing, it's just that you live on the other side of the street from me. It seems almost fate that I give you a lift home and you live so close to me".
This caused Stacie to blush and with a small smile said "so you live in the house where all you can here are engines roaring out all of the time". "Yeah that's the old family home, if you can't guess we all love and live cars especially fast ones" Beca replied with her own smile as she thought about he home, she seemed to pause for a second and lose her smile before saying "I have to ask Stacie, why were they bullying you?". Stacie started to turn white at the question, Beca saw this and quickly added "you don't have to tell me but I want to help you and if I don't know the why then I won't be able to help you as well."
Stacie took a long breath while looking out of the passenger window at the passing scenery, Stacie quietly said "I'll tell you, it was because I'm gay. Hey said that I had been staring at one of the girl's younger sister in the locker room but when I said that I hadn't, they didn't believe me and you saw what happened". She quickly closed her eyes waiting for the hate that usually occurred when people found out she was gay.
When the car kept on moving and nothing happened, Stacie opened her eyes and looked at Beca. All she saw was Beca gripping her steering wheel harder causing her knuckles to become white against her normally tanned skin. "you would think that they would have learnt their lesson after I came out, but no they have to try again with someone younger who they think won't fight back like I did" Beca stated angrily.
"God I feel like turning this car around and just kicking their asses just on principle" Beca said while giving the steering wheel a punch to get off some of her frustration. Stacie looked at Beca shocked "you're gay?" Stacie asked still not believing what she had just heard, this strong and kind woman who helped her was gay jut like her. Stacie has thought that maybe Beca had just felt sorry for her and so decided to help her but once found out the truth out about why she had been bullied would just leave like most of her old friends had in her old school.
"That's what I just said" Beca replied with a smile at the shocked girl as she pulled into her usual spot on the family driveway. Beca turned off the engine and turned to Stacie.
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