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Chapter 6

"Whoa, what? I'm not in…"

Stacie reached across and took Beca's hand, giving her 'the look'. Anna smiled and got up "I have to go put the cookies in the oven, See you in a little while?"

"OK babe," Stacie smiled back, pecking her on the lips as the blonde rose, her hand trailing up Stacie's bare arm with gentle fingers as she walked away.

"How long have you…?"

"What? How long have I been seeing Anna? About 4 weeks. How long have we been exclusive?" Beca nodded. "I asked her to be my girlfriend last week."

"Wow, so the hunter's been tamed?" Beca said mockingly, knowing she was diverting the subject.

"Well, we'll see, but yeah. Maybe. Anna is just, well, she's…" Stacie smiled, her gaze drifting over to the pretty blonde beavering away behind the counter. She snapped back to Beca and gave a wry smile, "You're changing the subject, Mitchell. She glared at the younger brunette with a hint of a smile appearing. She paused. How long?"

"How long what?" Beca started examining her fingernails, trying to hide the grin on her face, knowing full well that she was winding her taller friend up.

"Beca." The 'a' was drawn out as Stacie adopted her best schoolteacher voice. The smaller brunette looked up at her, sighing. She wrapped both hands around her steaming cup of coffee and brought it to her lips, all the while, the taller brunette patiently waiting, her eyes searching Beca's face.

She sighed again and put the cup down, looking straight into the eyes of her friend. " I, I …"

Stacie had never seen her friend so lost, so confused and so utterly lacking in confidence. Sure her badass, couldn't care less attitude had softened, mostly around the Bellas, but in general these last three years, but this Beca was different. "Look Beca, I brought you here to talk, I'm here for you, you know? But part of the reason I brought you here, was to introduce you to Anna – to let you know it's OK to like girls." She squeezed Beca's hand and smiled.

Beca looked at Stacie. "But I don't like girls." The taller brunette's eyes narrowed at her. "I don't like girls Stacie. I'm not a lesbian." Stacie opened her mouth to speak, but Beca squeezed her hand. "I don't like girls," she repeated, her eyes flickering down to her cup, "but…" she paused, her eyes still lowered as she took her lower lip in her teeth and let go again…" I… I like Chloe." She sighed again and looked up at Stacie.

Stacie shrieked, "I knew it!" She had the decency to look embarrassed then. "Sorry, but, oh god Beca, what are you so scared of –is it being called gay or bi, or whatever? Fuck what people think, Beca, it's what you want, it's what you feel that matters. She looked at Beca, smiling. "It's obvious that you two have feelings beyond being friends, Jessica's probably told Chloe the same thing – we've all noticed the way you two act around each other, and I think it's adorable." Beca looked at her sharply. "OK, well… but yes it is, it's adorable, and cute and – oh god, Beca – you two look so damn good together, not to mention hot as hell."

"Stacie!"

"I can't help it – you two are so couple-y it's untrue, you're just the only one who hasn't noticed it."

Beca again took a deep sigh. "A couple of days I guess."

"What?" The busty brunette looked puzzled for a moment.

Beca took a sip of her coffee. "You asked how long I've been in love with Chloe. A couple of days I guess." She shrugged. "Or maybe it's longer, or maybe it's been ever since she wiggled her cute butt (yep, see there she went again – oh boy she really did have it bad) at me at the aca-initiation party."

Stacie grinned as wide as she could possibly grin without ripping her face in half.

"I guess I've been suppressing it all this time. We're best friends Stacie and I don't want that to ever change. When she kissed me, it scared the crap out of me. I mean, I wasn't expecting it at all. But…" She paused. "Ever since she did kiss me I haven't been able to get her out of my head. Hell, I even dreamt about her the other night." Stacie gave her an expectant look. "Dude, No! I'm not telling you."

Stacie pouted. "But it was a sexy dream, right?"

Beca looked bashful for a second and nodded. She let out a sigh. "I guess I was a bit scared of being called gay – I shouldn't be, but I guess I was. I'm not though; I mean I'm really not into girls. You're hot, but I don't want to get into your pants." Stacie pouted again and Beca hit her playfully with her phone, which she'd absent-mindedly got out of her pocket. "I just don't feel an attraction towards girls, but I guess, now that I've been in my own head for the last couple days… I guess I do have feelings for Chloe, and well, maybe I am attracted to her. Oh god Stace, I just don't want to lose her as a friend. If we do become…girlfriends? Lovers? And if anything should go wrong, that's it. It's over. I'll have lost my friend forever."

"Having seen you two together, I really can't see that Beca. I really can't." She offered her friend another reassuring squeeze of her hand.

"What do I do, Stace?"

"Well, the first thing to do is talk to her. Red's been out of her mind since you flipped on her. An absolute tear-streaked mess. Talk to her." Beca nodded.

They'd been talking so long they hadn't realized that Anna had opened the café to the general student populace and it was slowly starting to come to life around them.

"Well, I have to go to class this morning – for real," Stacie said, getting up from her seat.

"I might stick around here and work on another mix." The tall brunette glowered down at her captain. "But I'll talk to her, I will." She stood up and wrapped Stacie in a crushing hug, bringing a huge smile to the busty girl's face. "Thank you Stacie." The brunette looked over to the counter where she saw Anna looking over at them with a smile on her face. She gave a questioning look with her eyebrow and Stacie gave a subtle thumbs-up behind Beca's back, which made the blonde's smile grow ever wider.

"I gotta go Beca. Talk to her."

"I will, Jeez, Stacie. I will." Beca gave her toothiest grin, shaking her head. She watched the tall brunette walk over to the counter as the blonde moved around to the front, offering the slightly taller brunette a quick kiss, before Stacie left, glancing back over at Beca with a smile.

The DJ put her headphones on as she plugged them into the laptop jack. Waiting for the mixing app to boot up, she picked up her phone and scrolled through to her contacts, smiling at the pic Chloe had sneaked in on her contact of the pair of them, smiling cheek to cheek. She clicked on the message button and started to compose a text. 'Why is this so hard?' she thought to herself, her stomach filling with swarms of butterflies, subconsciously also telling her that, she'd skipped breakfast. Again.

Typing, then deleting, typing and deleting she settled on:

Hey Chloe

Her finger hovered over the x key and she bit her lip as she agonized over it.

Hey Chloe x

There, it was done. She'd made contact again.

Chloe all but squealed when she got the text, She almost dropped her phone into her bowl of Granola (today was a healthy day). The 'x' was not lost on Chloe at all. Her heart fluttered as her face broke into the biggest smile. A kiss – a text kiss, but a kiss nevertheless. Jessica looked up at her questioningly. She smiled. "Beca?"

Chloe grinned and nodded, her eyes down on her phone as she tapped out a response.

Beca had barely put her phone down when it vibrated with a chime.

Chloe: 07:22 Hey Becs xx

Chloe: 07:22 You want breakfast?

Beca smiled, she'd used her nickname this time.

I'm not there.

Chloe: 07:23. Oh :(

I'm at The Coffee Place.

She waited a moment, gears in her head turning.

Wanna join?

The reply was a lot slower coming and Beca began to worry.

Chloe: 07:26. Sorry. Dropped phone and battery fell out. Getting dressed, be there in 5

Beca smiled, and the butterflies continued to swarm.

It was the quickest Chloe had ever dressed. With Jessica's insistence that she looked perfect without makeup, she'd thrown on a light white dress, elicting a giggle from Jessica with a suggestion that perhaps going bra-less at this point was perhaps a little too flirty and overly forward. Having sorted this little faux-pas out, she piled her hair into a messy bun and finished the outfit with a pair of white sneakers (Ideal for running to the café).

Grabbing her purse, and with a 'good luck' from the blonde she jogged across campus, stopping just short of the café to gather herself and make it look like she hadn't just been running across the Quad. She caught sight of the brunette through the window, lost in her own world with her headphones on, staring intently at the screen.

"Come on Beale, get it together now," she told herself, pushing on the glass door….

A/N So, I think Stacie really helped there, yeah? Please review. Your reviews are like clicking

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