Sorry for the wait guys! I've been busy but here is Chapter 3.
Also I apologise if my Chinese translation is wrong, again used Google translate.
"I'm serious though Bree, she was so hot and I just couldn't stop rambling, it's no wonder why she walked away." Chloe argues back as she pours a bowl of cereal.
"Chloe, I don't even know why we are still talking about her. She is just some hobbit emo wannabe that is rude and sarcastic. I don't even know why you like her so much." Aubrey retaliates as she grabs the milk out of the fridge. Chloe glares deep into Aubrey's eyes.
"You don't even know her Aubrey. What did she do that made you start saying that about her?" Chloe states firmly. She snatches the milk out of Aubrey's shocked hands and pours it over her cereal before walking out of the room leaving Aubrey in shock.
"Chloe, I didn't mean it like that. I just don't like her. She looks like someone who will push away people and I know you want to get to know her but I don't want to see you get hurt because of her." Aubrey confesses as she enters the main room. Chloe is sat on the couch watching TV and eating her cereal.
"Please Chloe, if you are going to pursue this girl, just be careful. You remember what happened last year with Tom?" Aubrey adds, grabbing Chloe's attention. Chloe turns off the TV and glares at Aubrey.
"This isn't going to be like last year. I just want to get to know her. What is so wrong with that? She is different. Mysterious and there is something about her that just reels me in and I can't get her out of my head." She states outright. Aubrey sits down next to Chloe placing a hand on her leg.
"Her eyes are just these deep ocean blue and I get lost in them and you saw how muscular she was, she obviously works out and that smirk." Chloe continues and she dazes out for a second. Aubrey clicks her fingers in front of Chloe's face to snap her out of the daze.
"Well she seems to already have a hold over you. Just please be careful Chloe and I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that. I just don't want you to get hurt." Aubrey reiterates. Chloe smiles to her best friend as she gets up and heads to her room to get ready for class.
Beca wakes up that morning feeling the effects of her headache, her lack of sleep getting the better of her but she knew she had to stay up and gather surveillance on her target. Her nightmares plaguing her when she finally did get to bed so she just stayed up. Only sleep she got was the ten minutes before she woke up now.
"Another day." She murmurs to herself as she sits up, stretching her shoulders before slipping out from under the covers and dropping to the ground to do sets of tricep push ups. As she completes her push ups, she succumbs to the flashback in the back of her mind.
"Mom, no." Beca whimpers, tears painfully stinging the corner of her eyelids. She then looks over and notices another bag, her father and an anger boils in her but relief also swept over her. She didn't have to be afraid anymore, he was gone. She then realizes she hadn't checked on her sister, her small five year old sister.
"Where's my sister? I have to be with my sister." Beca runs back to the paramedics and they look over to the ambulance holding her sister. They eye off one of the paramedics tending to Hailee and she shakes her head to them. The paramedics tending to Beca all drop their heads. They were going to have to break the news to Beca, her whole family had died that night.
"Please, I need to be with my sister, where is she?" Beca asks, the paramedic watches her burst into tears and his gut twists.
"I'm sorry sweetheart." He says, kneeling down to meet Beca's level. Beca looks deep into his eyes and it clicks in her head.
"No, no, no! NO! Hailee No!" Beca becomes frantic as she runs over to the ambulance holding Hailee. She looks in and finds Hailee, lifeless on the stretcher.
"Hailee, please no." Beca says as she gets in and grabs her sister's cold, pale hand and placing her head on Hailee's chest.
"Hailee, wake up please. I need you. Please don't leave me!"
"Hailee!" Beca snaps out of the flashback and realizes, she is hovering in a push up position, holding herself an inch off the ground. Her triceps burning from the holding position. Beca finally rolls onto her back and does sets of sit ups before getting up and grabbing her shower gear, heading to the showers.
Chloe runs through the halls of Barden University, late for her philosophy class.
"Shit shit shit." She curses as she continues running. Her head drops for a moment before she runs into someone but before she hits the ground, she feels a hand grab her wrist and pull her back up. She comes in contact with a small body.
"Careful there Red." Chloe hears a familiar voice, she opens her eyes and meets the storm blue of the same brunette clouding the thoughts for the past 24 hours. Chloe steps back and gets a look at the mysterious brunette, looking as sexy as the day before, a tight red tank with grey ripped skinny jeans and a leather jacket to cover her muscular biceps and broad shoulders.
"What class?" The brunette asks, Chloe goes to answer but the answer catches in her throat as the smaller girl smirks.
"Uh, um phil-philosophy." Chloe stumbles over her words and the brunette drops her head, hiding the smile that escapes. She lifts her head back up again and the smile is gone, replaced by a small smirk.
"Come on, I'll walk you, I got the same class." The brunette states as she starts walking, leaving Chloe in shock. How did she catch Chloe so fast and how was she able to lift her back up again. The questions plagued Chloe's mind.
"You coming Red?" The brunette asks and Chloe looks up, snapping out of her deep thought and focusing back on the present.
"It's Chloe. My name is Chloe." Chloe smiles, the corner of the brunette's mouth turns up into a small smile. She walks back toward Chloe and holds out her hand, Chloe taking it and shaking.
"Beca. Now come on or we'll be even later than we already are." Beca starts walking again, this time Chloe in tow.
Chloe and Beca walk out of class together after sitting next to each other throughout the class. Chloe secretly surprised at how much Beca actually paid attention during class, she always struck Chloe as a rebellious type. Every time Chloe leaned over to whisper a question in Beca's ear, she would either get a one word answer, a shush or a "later." Now was later.
"Do you have another class because if you don't I know a great place we can get coffee?" Chloe asks quickly and Beca glances over her schedule, noticing her next class wasn't until later in the afternoon.
"Negative on the class, but I'm not much of a coffee fan sorry." Beca replies, trying to keep Chloe at her usual arms length but remembering that getting closer to Chloe was her task. She gazes at Chloe whose head had sadly dropped, sensing the feeling that Chloe thought she had been rejected. Beca leans forward.
"I'm aching for some Chinese though, know any good places?" Beca asks and Chloe's head lifts back up again, a smile beaming across her face. She nods quickly before taking Beca's hand and running across campus.
The Asian waitress at Chloe's favourite Chinese restaurant notices the two girls walk in and walks up to them.
"Nǐ hǎo de nǚhái, zài yòngcān?" (Hello girls, dining in?) The waitress asks in Chinese and Chloe starts shaking her head.
"Sorry, we-." Chloe goes to say that the two don't speak Chinese when she is cut off by the small brunette standing next to her.
"Shì de wǒmen shì. Rènhé tā xiǎng yào de dōngxī, zài wǒ shēnshang." (Yes we are, anything she wants, on me.) Beca replies in Chinese and Chloe marvels at how the smaller girl can speak a different language. The waitress smiles and motions them toward the restaurant.
"Zhè biān qǐng." (Right this way.) The waitress says and Chloe glances to Beca who holds her arm up, motioning to follow the waitress.
After Beca orders the meals in Chinese for the waitress, Chloe leans over the table.
"You speak Chinese?" She asks quickly, her smile failing to leave her face. Beca nods and continues to play around with the straw in her drink.
"I can speak a few languages." Beca replies, her emotion shutting off again as she switches back into Azrael mode, she had her task to worry about and the targets intel was right in front of her. Chloe notices the change in Beca's voice, she was chirpier earlier but now she almost sounded, robotic. There was no emotion in her voice and it was strange for Chloe because she had never heard someone speak without emotion before Beca. She remembered that Beca spoke the same the day before at the activities fair. She decides to ignore the tone of Beca's voice and instead focuses on actually getting Beca to talk.
"So tell me about yourself." Chloe asks, crossing her arms over the table and ready to listen intently to what the girl opposite her has to say. Beca glances up from her drinks and into the cerulean blue eyes of the redhead across from her.
"Not much to tell. Going to Barden, don't know what I want to major in. Always had a thing for history." Beca shrugs and Chloe's eyebrows furrow. She wanted more than that, she wanted to get to know this girl.
"What type of history? I love Renaissance. I think it'd be cool to meet Leonardo DaVinci if I went back in time." Chloe replies with a smile and Beca just glances at her before looking down at her drink.
"I like Arabic history. Middle Eastern." Beca murmurs just loud enough for Chloe to hear and she smiles as she gets a proper and precise answer out of the brunette, now to keep the ball rolling.
"That's cool, never studied it much myself. Is it for religious purposes? Are you Christian?" Chloe asks and Beca chokes on a laugh.
"I'm the furthest thing from a Christian. No, I just like the history." Beca comments as their food arrives.
"Yòngcān. Tā de fāngshì měilì." (Enjoy your meals. She is beautiful by the way.) The waitress says, nodding her head toward Chloe and the redhead immediately knows that the waitress is talking about her. Beca smirks.
Xièxiè. Tā bùguò shì wǒmen zhǐshì tóngxué." (Thankyou. She is but we are just classmates.) Beca answers as the waitress smiles, leaning down she looks at Chloe. She points back to Beca.
"She think you're beautiful." The waitress comments and Chloe's face turns as red as her head. The waitress smiles before walking away. Beca stares in shock at the blushing girl opposite her.
"I didn't actually say that. She commented saying you were beautiful, I agreed but added that we are just classmates. Apologies for the embarrassment." Beca says formally and Chloe is a little taken aback. First this girl calls me 'Red' and now she is talking like she is from the 1920s.
"It-Its fine." Chloe replies nervously, not sure how to even behave around Beca anymore. The brunette smirks before returning to her food.
"Who the hell is this girl?" Chloe asks herself in her mind.
"So Chloe, you haven't told me anything about you." Beca comments and Chloe stops eating, immediately sitting up straight.
"Well Chloe Beale, 22 and studying to be, funnily enough a history teacher. I love history, so many stories to tell, however I haven't really delved into Middle Eastern History, I think we are going to start covering it soon though so I'll remember to pay attention." Chloe smiles before she continues to speak.
"Middle Eastern Mythology is the best. I love Greek Mythology but Middle Eastern is so much better." Beca adds before sitting back and listening to Chloe.
"I obviously love to sing because I'm in the Bellas, you should really consider joining, the level of skill and experience is so varied, besides I could probably get you in. I could teach you everything." Chloe suggests and Beca shakes her head slightly.
"As nice an offer that may be, I'm musically declined so sorry. So what about your parents?" Beca lies, failing to give away any sign of her past and the fact that her mother was a music teacher and Beca can sing, play guitar and piano and also beatbox a little for fun. She instead starts trying to get out of the redhead the information she needs. Information on James Beale.
"Oh well, worth a try. Anyway, my parents, yeah my mum is a manager of a dance studio, she teaches kids to dance, she taught me when I was younger which is why I choreograph the Bella's routines. My dad is a US Ambassador for Israel, he has to travel a lot so I don't see him often but it's always good when I do see him, plus I've met the President." Chloe replies. Beca noticing the small bit of sadness in her voice. Beca decides that in order to get more intel out of Chloe, she needs to let Chloe open up to her. The Asian waitress returns with the check and before Chloe reaches into her bag and grabs money, Beca had already given the waitress her card and the waitress left. When Chloe tries to hand Beca the money for her half Beca refuses to accept it, giving it back to Chloe.
"Please, I insisted on Chinese so it's my treat, besides this place is amazing so thankyou." Beca said every time Chloe guiltily offered to pay for her half. Again, Beca was polite and formal and Chloe couldn't get enough of it.
"Could I possibly be falling for this girl already?" Chloe thought as the waitress returns, handing Beca's card back. The two girls get up and leave the restaurant.