A/N:
I'm so very sorry this took longer than usual to update and even more that it's shorter than usual. My relatives came for a visit so I didn't get any chance to write anything for a week. Along with that soccer practice has started back up for me and school has been kicking my butt. Also, No Time to Lose is a real thing being written by me on my Wattpad account under the name OmegaPack. It's not going to be a series and I'm not very far in but check it out if you wish! Well... here it is. Enjoy!

I'm not the prettiest you've ever seen,
but I have my moments,
I have my moments
- Tove Lo

Beca was supposed to be leaving to get Chloe in half an hour and she still had yet to get ready. She had spent most of her time trying to figure out the perfect thing to wear and was now quickly throwing on makeup. It was decided (with some help from Jesse, of course) that she would wear a white button up shirt rolled up to her elbows, a skinny black neck tie, a black vest, black skinny jeans, and black converse. As far as make up went she decided to go easy on eyeliner and picked out a bright red lipstick. She was determined to kiss Chloe before the night was over and hopefully leave her lipstick in places it wouldn't normally be found. This night would go a lot smoother, Beca decided, if she arrived on time. Hurrying out the door, she got in her car and headed for Chloe's apartment.

She arrived at Chloe's apartment five minutes late and, to her relief, she had to come in and wait for her to finish getting ready. Aubrey, the one who had answered the door, apparently shared the apartment and didn't approve of her ear piercings. She didn't say it out loud but the look she had when she saw them said it all. Sitting on the couch with her made Beca so much happier to see Chloe when she came out and god did she look gorgeous. Her knee length dress was the same color as her eyes as well as her heels (Now she's going to be way taller than me, Beca thought) and her fiery red hair flowed over her shoulders perfectly. Beca stood up a little too fast, causing her to stumble right into her date.

"Well hello there," Chloe teased.

"Hi," Beca said with a nervous smile. "Uh, are you ready to go?"

"Hell yes."

Beca escorted Chloe to her car and opened the passenger door for her to get in, like any good girlfriend should, before getting in the driver's seat and pulling out of the parking lot. It was silent the whole ride there but both of them were fine with it. They would have plenty of time in the restaurant to talk and get to know each other.

"So," Beca started as they sat down at the booth and the waitress left them, "what are you at the support group for?"

"Didn't we all have to tell each other why we were there the first day?" Chloe asked.

Beca blushed and smirked.

"Yeah well, I may or may not have been thinking about you the whole time and not paying attention."

Chloe rolled her eyes and smiled at the thought of Beca in a daze thinking about her.

"See, I was a foster child and lived with Aubrey's family. I never knew my parents and her parents and siblings just treated me like I was trash. Aubrey was the only one that actually treated me like a person and I guess after a while it just got to me. I became depressed at around the age of thirteen and she helped me get through it. Eventually it went away but with all the stress from college it came back. Someone talked me into snorting cocaine because it would make me feel better and it did. Aubrey was the one that caught me smoking pot one night at a party. She's the reason I went to that support group and now I'm glad I went." Chloe put her hand in Beca's before asking, "Why were you there?"

Beca raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Weren't listening either, were you?"

Chloe blushed and shook her head.

"Well, my dad happens to be Dr. Mitchell, well known author of the No Time to Lose series. He never really paid much attention to me and I guess it really got to me, you know? Not being wanted and all. My mom was the only parent I had except for a butler and maid we had. When my mom died and my dad got rid of the butler and maid I didn't have anybody. He ended up getting drunk one night and brought home a monster of a woman. They got married then sent me off to a boarding school in Florida so they didn't have to bother with me. I actually went to Barden for a semester before I dropped out because I became an alcoholic and couldn't focus on school work. For that dad and the step monster kicked me out of the house and I got a job working at the local grocery store. One night I just lost control and drank way too much. Had it not been for my friend, Jesse, I would be dead. He forced me to go to the support group and now here we are."

It felt like a weight had been lifted off of her shoulders. She finally felt like she wasn't completely alone in this situation. Sure, telling Jesse made her feel a little better but he didn't understand what it was like not to be wanted or what it was like to constantly crave something that could be life ruining. Chloe understood and that was all that mattered.

They finished their time together in the restaurant talking about what they enjoyed doing and getting to know each other a little more. Beca was pleased to find out that Chloe enjoyed singing and music. Maybe she had found someone she could finally show her mixes to. After dinner that's exactly what they did.

At first Beca was scared that Chloe wouldn't like her mixes or even laugh at her because they were bad. After the first mix Beca's worries were washed away when she saw Chloe smiling at her. It was then, when the next mix started, that they started to get a little closer to each other. By the time that mix finished the two were on Beca's bed, Beca wrapped in Chloe's arms, cuddling. The next mix happened to include one of Chloe's favorite songs, Titanium.

"Oh!" Chloe exclaimed happily. "I love this song! Why are you so good at making mixes?"

"Well..." Beca started, "I'm not exactly the prettiest person on Earth so I have to get the ladies some how." She looked up and winked at Chloe.

Chloe sat there in shock. Beca was the prettiest girl she had ever met and damn did she have her moments. Tonight alone had showed her that. Chloe was a lucky girl and she knew it.

"Not the prettiest huh?" a smirk came to Chloe's face. "I can change your mind about that."

That was how Beca Mitchell lost her virginity to a redhead who happened to be pretty wild in bed.