Okay as promised chapter seven up way sooner than six.
Brookester27 asked what Mac looks like, and I realized that I don't think I really explained. So Mac looks exactly like Beca except with lighter colored hair, like Beca's is dark brown and Mac's is light brown. I thought that (maybe) the girls mom has dark hair and Dr. Mitchell has lighter hair, so just go with it please.
"Where have you been?" A very angry looking Beca asked.
I sighed, setting my things down. "Out, I told you I'd be back later. It's later!" I rubbed my face with my hand, "Look, I went out, and I ran into a friend and we hung out. That's it." Aubrey and I decided to keep our relationship between us for now, since neither of us had a lot of experience in the relationship department.
"Have you ever dated a girl before?" Aubrey asked, while we tried to regain our breath.
"No, honestly I've only dated three people, before now."
"I only have dated seven, they didn't end well." She shook her head. "Um, could this be an us only thing for now?"
"I was gonna suggest that." I smiled sheepishly. "I just, I want to make sure we're comfortable, first." She nodded, giving me a quick peck.
"So, Aubrey, may I take you on a date this Friday?"
"Yes, you may. May I ask where are we going?"
"Of course, I will be taking you to dinner, casual dress, meet me by the library at six thirty?"
"I'll be there." Leaning in our lips collided once more.
"You we're gone for an hour and and a half!" She exclaimed.
"We lost track of time! And since when do you care, when did you become the parent?"
"Don't go there." Beca glared.
"Fine, I'm going to bed. We have Bellas at ten, don't stay up late." I huffed, changing into shorts and and tank top, pulling headphones over my ears.
"Take ten ladies." Aubrey ordered, leaning against the piano.
I walked up, facing Aubrey, I winked, catching her attention, she raised an eyebrow cautiously. "A-Aub-brey,?" I asked and she caught on.
She sneaked a look, and noticed no one was watching. "Yes, Mackenzie?" She turned to the piano shuffling papers.
"C-coul-ld, I-I t-talk to y-you aft-after pr-pr-practice?" Which ended in about twenty minuets.
She sighed. "Sure, I can stay for a minute, I have a paper to write."
"Th-thanks." I nodded, going back to my seat, a bit away from Beca, I was still mad at her.
"Hey," Beca scratched the back of her neck. "Can we talk?"
"Not now, not here." I clarified. "Later."
"I have a shift at the station after this."
"Okay we can talk then. I'm not, I guess I'm not actually mad, maybe upset or hurt-"
"Formation please, ladies." Aubrey called us back.
Twenty minutes later. "That's it for today girls." There was a loud groan of satisfaction from Fat Amy, some other words along the lines of ,finally' and 'about time'.
"Beca, got a sec?" Chloe asked.
"Kinda, walk with me to the station you can tell me whatever on the way there." And that took care of the last stragglers.
"So, what do you want to tell me?" Aubrey asked, as I walked closer.
"Hmm, nothing really I just wanted to do this." I stood on my tip toes, trying to reach her lips, she bent down and closed the gap I just couldn't reach. "I've wanted to do this all morning, since I got here." I said as we pulled apart.
"Where are we going later?"
"Nope, you're just gonna have to wait ." I tapped her nose pulling back. "I'll see you at the library at six thirty." I pecked her lips once more before making my exit. "Later Posen."
"See ya Mitchell."
I was listening to Clarity when Beca got back. "Hey." I sat up as she flopped onto her own bed.
"Hey, just, look, I'm sorry okay? I went all parental and-and you had a right to call me on it okay."
"I'm sensing a 'but' here."
She nodded. "We didn't have the best example of family growing up, and with those movies Jesse makes me watch there are families in them, they give me the example of what we should've had. So I'm just trying to make up for it. I am the older sibling."
"I know I get it. The divorce put you and mom in a dark place, a place I had to pull you both out of remember?" I asked. "We both try to parent each other, trying to make sure we turn out okay. I know, I think we're turning out pretty well." I smiled. "Come on," I said reaching out, "Give your little sister a hug."
"So, is this and acceptance of my apology?"
"Yes, and I have to study in the library tonight, I'm leaving at six, and I don't know when I'll be back out, but I'll call you before I leave okay?"
"Sure, great. Just keep me in the loop. Studying with anyone?"
"Yes, but before you ask, no I'm not telling." I stood trying to pick out an outfit seeing that is was five fifteen. I pulled out black knee high boots, with a nice sized heel, dark wash skinny jeans, a royal blue tank top, and my black River Road vintage leather jacket. I left my hair down, but I restyled into a simple part, with most my hair on the right, and I tucked behind my ear. I applied a minute amount of make up and put simple blue flower post earrings in, with a silver chain necklace with a M on it.
"Trying to impress someone?" Beca smirked.
"Maybe, and yet maybe not." I grabbed my wallet and keys heading out the door right before six. Which left me enough time to get Aubrey a rose.
Aubrey POV
"Chloe?, have you seen my red off the should shirt?" I asked searching though my closet.
"I don't think so. Why?" She called from somewhere else in our apartment.
"Because I need it!" I sighed exasperated.
"I meant why do you need it?" She walked into my room.
"Aca-scuse me! I am indecent at the moment." I used my arms to cover my almost completely naked upper torso.
Chloe rolled her eyes. "Like I haven't seen it before." She walked to my closet, scanned though it once, before pulling out the exact shirt I was looking for. "Found it."
"Thank you." I grabbed the hanger from her. "Now if you'll excuse me I have to get ready."
"Are you going on a date? If so, I need details woman!" Chloe crossed her arms over her chest and gave me her best pout and puppy dog eyes.
I groaned. "No, Chlo it's not a date, I have to study, and I know someone I like will be at the library and I want to impress them, okay?"
Chloe did a happy dance. "Who is it!"
"I'm not telling I want to find out if they like me first okay?"
"Fine, but if it goes well, will you think about telling me?"
"Yes, now I need to hurry, I got to be there at six thirty."
Mac POV
I stood out side the library at exactly six twenty, with a single red rose in hand, I was early and I was starting to fidget, the butterflies in my stomach wouldn't settle. I looked up from the rose in my hand and saw Aubrey a short distance from me. "Hey, I got this for you." I smiled holding up the rose. Aubrey wore a red off the should shirt that showed off her chest, toned arms, and flat stomach. Skinny jeans with a red floral pattern, and black ankle high boots with no heal. "You look amazing." I could tell I that I was already grinning like an idiot.
A light blush spread across her cheeks. "Thank you, you look great also."
I nodded putting my arm out intertwine our arms. "Madame, your chariot awaits." I directed her towards my car, which was a black IS 205 C Lexus. I opened the passenger door for her, before getting in on the other side. "Before you think I'm a spoiled privileged rich kid for having this car, I'm not." I clarified backing out of my spot. "When I turned thirteen I decided that I wanted a car for my sixteenth birthday. So, I went to my grandma on my mom's side and asked for a job. She's the CEO of Spencer Inc., right, so she said that she'd give me a job, and match whatever I made for a car. My mom also said that she'd chip in if I didn't make enough. So everyday after school and throughout the whole summer for three years, I worked for my car. By the time I turned sixteen, I almost had enough, mom only had to pay one hundred dollars." I explained.
"Wow, I think I like you more now, that I know how driven you are for what you want, and your perseverance." Aubrey smiled taking my hand and interlacing our fingers.
"Music?" I asked connecting my phone over Bluetooth, and Fighter by Christina Aguilera, came on.
"I love this song." Aubrey and I started to sing along.
Just before the music cut out I pulled up to Gatsby's.
"I didn't think you were a rich kid." Aubrey said as I opened her door. "I've never been here before."
"I found it on a drive around town, I think you'll like it, it got a 1920's decor theme, and great food." I opened the door for her. "Hi, Mitchell for two." I smiled to the waiter.
"Right this way ladies." He led us to a table. "My name's Jordan, and I'll be your waiter tonight. What can I get you to drink?"
"Diet Coke, please." I nodded opening the menu.
"Same please."
"Okay I'll be back soon with your drinks." Jordan turned and left.
"Since you've been here before, what do you recommend?" Aubrey asked.
"Hmm, the calamari appetizer is good, so is the the Caesar salad, I haven't had the turkey burger, uh, chicken noodle soup is delicious, so is the Caesar sandwich. Although, I usually just go with the Ace burger. Oh, I'm rambling aren't I?"
"Not just filling me in." She chuckled.
"Figured out what you want?"
"Mmhmm."
Jordan came back. "Your drinks, ladies. Are you ready, or do you need a few minutes?"
"No we're good," I nodded. "I'll have the Ace, no onions."
"And I'll have the Caesar salad, with grilled chicken please."
"Excellent choices, ladies. I will be back in a bit." Jordan picked up the menus and walked away.
"Okay, favorite TV show?" I asked.
"Easy, NCIS."
"Really, that's one of my favorites." I smiled. "Okay, Ziva or Abby?"
"Ziva, Kate or Ziva?"
"I can't choose, wait Ziva, and then Sasha Alexander, who plays Kate, as Maura Isles, on Rizzoli & Isles."
"Do you watch Bones?" I nodded, Aubrey thought for a second before asking. "Brennan or Angela?"
"Angela. Booth, Frankie, or Tony?"
"Booth. That's a no brainer, but if it was Frankie or Tony?"
"Frankie." I said as Jordan came back with our food.
"Enjoy."
What do you think? For those who will point out that they arrived in a taxi, i will clear up the car thing soon.
