"Mrs. Richards," Stacie said raising her hand. "Can we go get ready?"
The multiculture teacher looked at her and then the clock hanging on the wall before nodding her head, Emily, Beca and Stacie all standing up.
"Goodluck," Chloe grabbed Beca's hand and gave it a squeeze.
Beca smiled and gave her a nod before doing the same to Aubrey. The three girls made their way to the door with their bags and their teacher stopped them.
"Good luck, girls," she smiled. "Bring us another win home."
Emily put two fingers up to her forehead. "Aye aye, captain," she said and they left the room and made their way to the bathroom to get ready.
The school had gathered out front to wish the girl's soccer team good luck on their first away game of the season. Students and teachers stood on both side of the small road of their parking lot and cheered for the soccer players as they walked their way to the end of the line.
"Beca led the team through the line having Stacie and Emily right behind her followed by the rest of the team as they couldn't help but smile seeing the whole school cheer them on. Right in the middle, Beca had spot the familiar redhead standing beside Aubrey, Jesse and Benji, huge smile's on all their face.
"Beca!" They all screamed when she passed causing her to laugh and send a wink their way.
The eventually made it to the bus they were leaving in and all got situated, their coaches following behind them to make sure everyone got on.
"Alright, ladies!" Coach McHale said as she stood up from her seat. "Are you all ready to kick some serious ass?"
The whole bus cheered and clapped as they started to receive a pep talk before they even left the parking lot.
"Every single one of you girls are capable of making a goal. I want our defenders doing their thing and creating an opening for our three stars to make goals. If anyone else has a shot, take it but only if you can. If not, give it to one of these three," she said pointing at the three best friends. "You girls need to play your hardest to show we can't be messed with. Our goal this is year is to be undefeated and if we reach that goal, all of you will have set a Barden record. Play your hardest and utilize the defense."
The bus cheered once more before settling down and enjoying the two hour drive to the opponent's high school.
Beca put her earphones in and turned her music on, the familiar beat playing in her ears as she watched the trees and cars disappearing as they passed. Minutes later she felt her phone vibrate in her hand and she looked down to see a text from the redhead causing a smile to appear.
Chloe: I didn't get to give you a good luck kiss ;)
The brunette bit her lip as she lifted her phone to text the girl back.
Beca: Don't worry, you can always give me a 'congratulations for winning the game' kiss when I make it back
Almost immediately, her phone buzzed with a reply from the senior and Beca couldn't stop herself from texting her back.
Chloe: I'll try to remember but you might have to remind me
Beca: Oh, I will ;)
She locked her phone and leaned back in the seat, closing her eyes to get more rest before running up and down the field.
"Beca!" she heard Jessica yell and she quickly passed it to the other player and assisted with a perfect goal, bringing the score 2-0.
"Good job, Jess," Beca praised as she pat the girl on the back.
"Thank you," the blonde replied with a smile and ran to Ashley, a defense midfielder.
They had entered the second half of the game fifteen minutes ago, the other team frustrated they couldn't score. It took Barden 55 minutes to score twice because despite the standing scoreboard, the other team had a great defense which made it hard for Barden's girls to make an opening for goal. However, the opponent's offense wasn't nearly as good as Barden.
"I want you guys to change to 4-5-1," the coach said as they huddled. "Beca, if you stay back it'll confuse the hell out of them so I want you to try and take the next shot."
"Why can't Emily?" She asked wanting to give her a chance. "She's just as good."
"I know but they won't be surprised if she does it whereas if we put you back, they won't know what hit them."
The girls nodded and put their hands in before yelling break and making their way back on the field. Coach Howard was right; it did confuse the other team and it got them running into each other and tripping over their own feet.
Beca was passed the ball and they all told her to take the shot at the 15 yard line and she did, the ball whizzing right past the keeper's hands and into the net.
The girls had all hugged the striker before they had started playing again. Surprisingly, Beca hadn't got fouled once this game. The whole team were all quick on their feet and tried to stay up and watch their fouls. Barden had only fouled one time and that was on Stacie because her foot went higher than she meant it to, tripping the other player.
The final score was 5-1, the Barden girls running down the field when Emily sunk the last shot. The other team seemed to have got tired of chasing their opponents and must have given up and accepted their fate, allowing Barden to score three goals within the last ten minutes of the game.
"That's what I'm talking about!" Coach Howard shouted as he high fived every member of the team when they came off the pitch. "You guys killed it out there!"
"It's called Beca," Stacie said and the shorter brunette was quick to speak up herself.
"No, it's called teamwork and if we work like that each game, we might just win the championship final."
"Let's get you girls on the bus, yeah?" Coach McHale said and they all gathered their belongings and made their way on the yellow vehicle. Most of the girls slept on their way home but Beca was too excited about the kiss she might share with Chloe to actually sleep.
She tapped her phone and the time read: 9:42. They had school tomorrow and it would be close to midnight before they even got back to the school. Beca decided on not texting the redhead and just waiting until they got a private moment before she would collect her reward for winning the game.
The whole ride back to the school she couldn't stop thinking about Chloe. She thought about everything that had to do with the ditzy teenager; from her looks to how beautiful she thought her heart was. Chloe had a heart of gold and she loved how caring and loving she was to everyone.
Beca was not looking forward to arguing with the older woman but she knew it would happen eventually.
"I think I'm going to skip tomorrow," Stacie's yawned when they got off the bus and walking to their cars. "I don't think I'll be able to get up in the morning."
"We'll get in trouble if we skip so we have to go," Emily said pointing between her and Beca.
The finally stopped at the two cars and Beca unlocked it, throwing her and Emily's bags in the trunk.
"Honestly I can just leave it up to my alarm," she replied. "If I sleep through it, I shouldn't have to go."
"Well I better get home before I pass out at the wheel," Stacie said opening the door to her red Chevy Cruze. "I'll talk to you guys later."
Emily and Beca waved as their friend started their car before getting in Beca's.
"Tomorrow is going to be a terrible day," Beca said starting her car and she was right.
She tried to sleep through her alarm but because her dad had an early class, he ended up waking the two girls up for school.
All day, the three soccer players were tired and Emily even fell asleep in her English class.
"If you can't stay awake in my class, Emily, you shouldn't be playing soccer even if you are one of the stars," Mrs. Rosenburger, a bitter woman in her late 50's said.
Emily groaned and raised her head up, internally cursing the woman who wore glasses on the top of her nose, a long skirt that went down to her ankles and a long sleeve floral printed shirt. She smelled like perfume someone's grandma would wear but Emily could still smell the nursing home her teacher crawled out of.
Beca walked into her last class and was shoulder checked by a kid running out of the room. The seventeen year old closed her eyes and inhaled before making her way over to her group that consisted of a smiling Chloe, a happy Aubrey, and a dead Emily who wasn't actually dead but gave the appearance as someone who passed away.
Her head was lying flat on the desk and her eyes staring right in front of her as her hands fell at her sides.
"You look how I feel," Beca said dropping her bag and sitting in her seat in front of Aubrey, Emily in the desk beside her.
"I feel how I look," Emily said and sat up to fix her hair. "Why can't they have games on Fridays instead of Thursdays?"
"Because they feed off miserable high school students," Stacie yelled from her seat in front of them without bothering to turn around.
"You two look like you just got hit by a bus," Aubrey acknowledged and Beca glared at her.
"You're the Regina of the group," she said before putting her arms on the desk and lying her head on them.
"You need sleep," the blonde replied grabbing her papers and a pencil.
Beca didn't say anything but lifted her head just enough to look at Chloe adjacent to her.
The redhead offered a small smile and Beca just closed her eyes, remembering the baby blue eyes as she nodded off to sleep. That was until the door slammed causing the girl to jump.
"I'm sorry, class," their teacher replied. "I didn't mean to slam the door."
The three soccer players groaned and dropped their heads back on their desks.
"How was the game?" Mrs. Richards asked and Emily was the won to speak up.
"We won 5-1," she got out and Beca sat up to wink at Chloe who smiled as she looked down.
"Congratulations," the young woman said and Beca raised her hand.
"Can I go get a drink?"
"Class just started," the oldest woman said with furrowed eyebrows as she picked up papers from her desk.
"I know but I'm going to fall asleep if I don't get up," she said without emotion and the teacher nodded to let her go and Beca stood up, making her way out to the hall.
She took a few minutes to walk around the hallway to try wake herself up before heading to the bathroom to wash her face with cold water.
Beca leaned against the sink and exhaled before lifting her arm up to check her watch. She had already been out of class for close to ten minutes and if she was any longer, the teacher would send a search party for her.
"Look who finally made it back to class," Mason laughed. "Did you have fun in the janitor's closet?"
The whole class had made noises and Mrs. Richards gave him a warning look.
"You know, Mason," Beca started as she shut the door. "I don't like you and I'm at my highest point of bitchiness so I'm asking you nicely to please refrain from talking to me."
She walked back to her desk and he furrowed his eyebrows.
"I personally wanna see how much of a bitch you can be."
"No, you don't so shut the fuck up," she gave him a sarcastic smile before grabbing her pencil.
"Guys, be good," Mrs. Richards voiced not looking up from her papers as she wrote something down. "I don't want to have to bring the principle in here again."
Beca ignored the boy's snide comments while she worked on work but when one of his friends made a remark about how Emily looked, she snapped taking everyone by surprise.
"What part of shut the fuck up do you dumbass peanut for brains not comprehend?" She asked staring daggers at the kids. "Unlike you, some of us have lives. Some of us play sports instead of play Xbox. We utilize our bodies instead of our thumbs. It was a long night so we don't look the best but we don't give a fuck what you or your "boys" think because your opinions means as much to us as it means to a damn rock."
The three girls in Beca's group looked up at her worried. Emily was tired and didn't feel the best but she was ignoring them which Beca was the one who usually ignores them.
"Beca, sit down or I'll get the principle," the teacher finally looked up from her paperwork.
The brunette looked to be in thought before she grabbed her bag and slung it over her shoulder, receiving confused looks from everyone.
"I know I'll be suspended from the next game and probably suspended from school, but fuck this," she said walking to the door. "I'm not sitting here for another five minutes listening to Mason's dumbass."
"You can't do that," Stacie voiced trying to get her friend to be reasonable. "We only have thirty minutes left in the class."
The teacher tried to say something but Beca just stepped out of the door and made her way to the front of the school before walking out of those doors and to her car.
She was definitely going to regret what she just did but she let her anger get the best of her. It was too late to go back now; she was already pulling out of her parking spot and headed onto the familiar road.
Beca was right; she got suspended from both school and the upcoming game. She locked herself in her room and she's just been sleeping all day seeing as she couldn't do anything else.
She had apologized to her dad and they talked everything out so they were on good terms but he did ground her out of obligation of being her father.
She never got her congratulations kiss from Chloe who she hasn't seen since she blew up in front of the class. The redhead tried texting and calling her, but Beca ignored all of them. It wasn't just with Chloe though, she also ignored all her friends' attempts to see if she was okay.
"Get up, Beca," her dad yelled from the hall. "I sat boxes out here for you to start packing your stuff in for the new house."
Beca had seen the house once through pictures Katherine had showed her and she had to admit that it was beautiful. The front yard was a descent size and the house itself was a two story, light brown house with a polished wood porch and three car garage. The inside of the house was very spacious and had a black and white marble kitchen cabinet set with a stainless steel refrigerator. The living room had two matching couches and a fireplace under the television. It had four bedroom and three bathrooms, one being down the hall from the kitchen and the other two being upstairs- one in the master bedroom which would be their parents' and one between what would eventually be Beca and Emily's bedrooms with the spare bedroom on the far end of the hall.
The house was closer to Chloe's house so if she needed to, she could take a 15 minute walk to see the redhead instead of driving twenty minutes and using her gas. Plus, Beca loved being outside with fresh air.
Beca got up from her bed and opened her bedroom door to pull the boxes in, starting with the items on her desk and other miscellaneous things she had lying around the room. She plugged her phone up to her speaker and played soft music which was something she always did when having to clean her room. Humming along with the music she began packing her clothes, making sure to leave a few outfits in her closet so she could finish out the weekend which was when they were all moving into the house.
It was going to be their family's house that they would make new memories in instead of Beca and her dad already having memories with her mom and Emily and Katherine joining in.
"Jesse and Benji offered to help us move this weekend so they'll be over later today," Dr. Mitchell said when Beca made her way into the kitchen to grab her something to eat.
"We're actually moving this weekend?" She asked with her mouthful of banana. "I figured we would do that next weekend."
Her dad shook his head as he put things in a box. "No, sweetie. The U-Haul is on its way today to get the beds and couches so go have Emily help take yours down."
Beca sighed but finished her banana before going back up to her room. She began folding her blanket and sheets, sitting her pillows aside before attempting to pull her mattress off.
"I got it," She heard and one of her best friends had taken it out of her arms.
"Thanks," She said rubbing her hands together. "My dad just told me five minutes ago you were coming later."
"Yeah, well plans get canceled," Jesse smiled. "Benji is helping Emily."
Beca nodded and followed the taller boy out of the door and helped him down the stairs.
"Nobody has seen or heard from you since yesterday, are you alright?" He asked looking up as he took a slow step down to the next stair.
"Yeah," Beca said. "It's not like it's been a year since I've talked to you guysnso no need to freak out."
"We're not freaking out but someone needed to make sure you were okay. Emily couldn't even tell how you were doing and she lives with you."
They finally made it to the bottom of the stairs and got situated before making their way outside to the vehicle that already started to fill with beds and dressers.
"I've just been shutting everyone out," Beca said lowly. "I regret what I did in class but now I get to sleep more so who's really winning?"
She walked back into her house so they could take apart her bed and start bringing them out.
"It's not funny, Becs," he pushed. "You've got to remember you have to keep up with school and soccer."
"Why? Because I'm the poster child for perfection?" She turned around. "I'm far from it and I don't want to be. The only thing I need to do is keep my grades up so I can play soccer. I still have a whole year left."
"Don't get mad at me, I was just looking out for you," he sighed.
"Well I don't need you to so can you just back off?" She asked before leaving him and continuing to put her stuff in the truck before going to help Benji and Emily who were almost done themselves.
"Hey, Beca," Benji said walking past her with parts of her bed.
"Hi," she waved and quickly went to help her soon-to-be sister carry the mattress out.
"I can't believe we're actually moving," Beca said trying not to trip down the stairs. "I've lived here for 17 years."
"Well now we can make more memories," Emily suggested smiling at her. "Better memories."
"I know," Beca finally smiled but Emily had ran her right into the door.
"Shit, I'm sorry!" Emily laughed. "Are you okay?"
"Are you?" Beca smirked and pushed the mattress right into the taller girl's stomach.
"Hey, be nice," Katherine said and Beca obliged but laughed her ass off at the other girl's loss of breath.
"You're so mean," Emily said leaning over on her knees after they got the last mattress in the truck.
"And you're a nerd," Beca replied and they walked back into the house.
Almost everything was gone in a matter of two hours and all that was left was packing their boxes into their own cars.
Beca and Emily took Beca's car with as many boxes as they could fit in the backseat and trunk with their parents, Jesse and Benji driving with the rest of them so they didn't have to make a second trip.
"Chloe's worries about you," Emily said after a few moments of silent driving. "She wants to make sure you're okay."
"I know," Beca sighed. "I've been ignoring everyone."
"You should talk to her."
Beca looked over at the younger girl holding a concerned face.
"I know and I will but we're busy right now," she replied turning back to the road and following her father's car, Jesse and Benji behind them.
The rest of the ride was in silence although it only took ten minutes to get to their new house before they all started unloading everything.