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Chapter 11: Jealous
Chloe POV
"Who are you?" We simultaneously spoke, looking into each other's eyes. Her bright blue eyes looked wide and startled as I squirmed under her weight. Our faces were so close together that I could basically count each of the freckles splashed across her face. Most of her body was still pressing against mine, her arms placed by the sides of my head. She was in an awkward kind of push-up position, but her body was basically flat against mine. So close in fact, that I could almost feel the rapid thumps of her heartbeat through our layers of clothing. I grimaced awkwardly and tried to shift my body under her torso before giving up. She didn't seem to notice or make any attempt at getting off. Her face didn't actually look that similar to Beca. This girl's face looked softer and less serious; her freckles and innocent baby blue eyes giving her her a more child-like appearance. She's a bit taller than me though, maybe a freshman I hadn't seen around, or a high school student touring Barden. A small silver scar marred the very edge of her lips, giving her the appearance of a slight smile even when her lips weren't actually curved into a grin. The heat from our close proximity was beginning to bother me, I turned my head to the side when I felt the beginnings of a blush, although she still seemed startled and oblivious.
"Uh, I'm sorry but could you maybe-" I started to mumble.
"Sam?" We both turned our heads towards Beca's voice before Sam was suddenly lifted off of me. Her body stayed limp until she suddenly noticed that Beca was the one lifting her. My eyes widened in surprise, considering the fact that Sam definitely outweighed and towered over Beca. Plus, how the hell does Beca even know her?
"Beca! Let go of me!" Sam squealed and started flailing around, her long limbs thrashing about wildly. Beca grinned and walked a couple of meters away while holding a wiggling Sam before dropping her abruptly. Rather than landing flat on the ground the way I expected, Sam suddenly dropped into a tight roll before springing up on her feet, a massive grin basically splitting her face.
"Show off." Beca scoffed and rolled her eyes playfully. Sam lightly poked Beca's side, and Beca laughed, batting away Sam's attempted tickle attacks. They must be really close if Beca allows that much contact, I mused, feeling an unfamiliar emotion tugging at my heart. I pulled myself up off the ground, continuing to watch their playful interactions. Sam stood about ten centimeters taller than Beca and she was slightly more muscular and built in a lean way. She seemed to constantly be moving, swishing her furry tail, excitedly gesturing with her hands, or playing with the hem of her basketball tee.
"I missed you so much BB-Butt." Sam squeezed Beca in a tight hug. Beca blushed red and returned the hug, wrapping her arms and tail around Sam. The feeling inside of me tugged harder at my heart, and I did my best to ignore it.
"I told you to stop calling me that Salmon." Beca croaked as Sam seemed to envelop Beca's entire body in her embrace. I coughed awkwardly, waiting impatiently for them to notice me. Sam continued to squeeze Beca, seemingly unaware of the world around her until Beca wiggled around frantically. Finally, Sam released her hold on Beca and noticed me glaring at them. I can't recall hearing Beca mention Sam, but I felt deeply suspicious that they had to be more than just friends. A massive lopsided grin stretched across Sam's face as she pounced and wrapped me in her arms, lifting me slightly in the air as I stayed frozen in surprise. Her skin smelled of strawberries and I couldn't help but relax just a tiny bit in her hold. She squeezed tight just before she lightly placed me back onto the ground.
"You must be Chloe, BB here always drones on and on about you," She giggled and tucked her stray hairs back. Her ears were fluffier than most cats I've, the tips snowy white as if they were dipped in paint.
"I guess you mistook me for Beca." She giggled again, tilting her head slightly, her eyes playful and innocent. Even though she was taller than me, she still seemed almost like a little kid to me. Full of excitement and smiles, honestly the very definition of kittenish.
"Haha yeah, sorry about that. I didn't know there was a new Neko around here." I smiled apologetically.
"Right, this is Samantha by the way, she usually goes by Sam or Sammy. She's a year younger than us but the little brainiac got to skip a year, so she just transferred." Beca explained, coming up behind Sam and laying her head on Sam's shoulder. My stomach churned with the sickening feeling that I was coming to realize was jealousy and I desperately tried to conceal it with a smile.
"I like your basketball jersey by the way." I gestured towards Sam's white sleeveless jersey. Her face lit up at the comment and she rubbed the hem of the shirt fondly.
"Beca gave it to me when I broke my ankle and couldn't play for the whole season." Sam proclaimed proudly while ruffling Beca's hair. A light blush rose on Beca's cheeks and she looked down awkwardly. Sam's tail wrapped around Beca's and I could feel my jealousy rise again.
"It was no big deal, she gave me those puppy dog eyes and her broken leg was kinda my fault anyway." Beca shrugged.
"Huh, I didn't even know you played basketball Becs. You should show me some moves later." I winked, feeling slightly hurt that Beca had never mentioned anything about it. Beca looked away and I could see her jaw tightening for whatever reason.
"Yeah, uh, I haven't played since I was a sophomore in high school." She scratched her ears awkwardly as silence settled around us. Sam gently tugged on Beca's sleeve, rubbing at her face with her other hand while yawning.
"I'm getting kind of sleepy, long flight and all. Can you guys please help me find my dorm?" She asked sheepishly. Beca and I nodded and smiled, leading the way out of the gym. Beca and I held hands as I explained the layout of the school. Snow still fell from the skies, and Sam raced ahead, trying to catch snowflakes on her tongue like a little kid. Beca broke away from me, bringing a finger to her lips, silently getting the message across. I nodded and watched in amusement as Beca snuck up behind Sam. Beca must have accidentally alerted Sam because the taller brunette immediately ducked the second Beca chucked a snowball at where her head used to be.
"Oh shit." Beca sprinted away from Sam, laughing and dodging Sam's various attempts at grabbing her.
"Language! Beca, you meanie!" Sam raced after Beca, occasionally stopping to build snowballs and throw them at Beca. I chuckled and shook my head, jogging after them to catch up. Beca was without a doubt, one of the fastest sprinters I've ever seen, but what Sam lacked in speed, she made up for in endurance. They raced around the corner of the dorm building, and I ran towards them. A yelp and muffled thud came from where they had disappeared. Oh shit what was that? I sprinted to catch up with Beca and Sam. As I rounded the corner, I nearly ran right onto a girl sprawled flat on the snow. A small bruise already beginning to form on and around her nose. Her eyes were shut, her body mostly motionless if not for the rise and fall of her chest with each breath. Sam sat next to her, gently cradling her head and wiping the snow from her face. The brunette groaned and slowly began to sit up, rubbing at her eyes.
"Oh my gosh are you okay? I'm so sorry." Sam gently helped her up and I sighed in relief that she didn't seem too hurt. The girl's eyes seemed to focus on Sam, and she smiled weakly, a barely noticeable blush bloomed across her face.
"It's fine. It's just a little bruise and I know it was an accident." The girl offered a reassuring smile, as she rubbed the back of her head, wincing slightly. Sam's face crumpled with concern as she slowly stood up, offering a hand to help the girl up. The girl appeared to struggle for a moment, her legs buckling and making her fall back down. Sam effortlessly reached down and scooped her up in her arms, her muscles barely straining to support the weight.
"Maybe your brain is still a little rattled. Let's get you to some place warmer." Sam smiled at the girl in her arms. I glanced at Beca and we both looked a little surprised.
"I'm Samantha by the way, but you can call me Sam." The girl blinked in surprise for a second before her blush deepened and she reluctantly slung her arms around Sam's neck to support herself. Beca winked at Sam and mouthed something along the lines of "Get in." and I chuckled. Sam pretended not to notice, although I could see a blush rise on her cheeks. She looked away and carefully started walking towards the dorms. Beca and I leading the way. Just before we stepped into the elevator up, the girl in Sam's arms spoke up.
"I'm Emily, Emily Junk. Uh, I think I can try walking now." Sam nodded and slowly placed Emily onto the ground.
"Emily's a pretty name. It suits you." Another lopsided grin plastered itself across Sam's face. "Anyway, I'm in room 204, what about you guys?" Sam tilted her head again, waiting for our replies. Emily's eyes widened,
"I'm in the exact same room. I can't believe we're roommates!" They both squealed with happiness and Sam pulled Emily into a hug, wrapping her fluffy tail around Emily's waist in the process. Emily happily returned the hug, as they bounced up and down excitedly.
"Oh yeah, I'm Chloe, and this is Beca. I think we forgot to introduce ourselves." I smiled apologetically as we reached their dorm. We all shared a laugh, before Beca groaned.
"Ah crap, I just remembered that I can't stay in my dorm 'cause of the fucking door." Beca rolled her eyes and sighed.
"Language." Sam glared and tried to punch Beca's bicep to no avail as Beca easily dodged the punch.
"What are you going to do about it if you can't even catch me?" Beca smirked. Sam's eyes narrowed, her ears flicking back, tail swishing side to side, accepting the unspoken challenge immediately. Emily's eyes widened in fear, and I watched in silence as Sam pounced on Beca, squeezing Beca's cheeks. The look on Emily's face turned to confusion, and I was sure my own face matched hers. Sam continued to squeeze and stretch Beca's cheeks while Beca squirmed around and tried to get her to let go. Sam's laughter echoed throughout the hallways as she teased Beca. I could feel the jealousy course through me again, and I pushed it deep down inside.
"Nobody wants to kiss someone with a potty mouth like that." Sam pouted and pinched Beca's cheeks while Beca hopelessly struggled. Sam released Beca from her hold and winked at me. Her wink was more like a blink than a wink really, but Beca and I still flushed
Beca coughed awkwardly and tried to regain her composure,
"Anyway, you guys should probably unpack and stuff. Chlo d'you mind if I just stay over at your place?" I smiled and moved closer to Beca, placing a quick peck on her cheek. Sam grinned and nodded,
"Sounds like a good idea. C'mon Em." She slipped her hand into Emily's and dragged her away, already firing little questions at the poor girl. Emily smiled, and I noticed a slight blush rise on her cheeks, waving goodbye before disappearing into their room. Beca and I shared a smile before slowly making our way towards my dorm, our hands intertwined. A small frown must have been on my face because Beca squeezed my hand before turning to face me.
"Chloe, what's wrong?" Her dark blue eyes filled with concern and a frown creased her features. I smiled weakly,
"It's nothing."