The Story So Far | Chapter Seven


Beca's POV

"Yeah, sure," I replied while Chloe just nodded.

"Are you sure?" she asked.

"I don't know, I'm not good at girls. I mean them as friends, I grew up as boys as my friends," I told her while I looked at the floor.

"So like, I'm one of your first girl friends?" I nodded. "Wow, I'll be honored."

I snickered, "So that's why I can't handle girls, they're like a nuisance to me. But you're not like that anyway."

She smiled at me, "Have you ever had a relationship before?"

I shook my head, "I already told you I've never been in love or something."

"Not that," she replied. "You don't have to be in love in order to be in a relationship."

"Don't blame me, I've been single since birth," I said as I made her laugh.

"But did you ever have a crush on somebody?"

"Why are we having this conversation? You make me uncomfortable," I snickered while she looked at me seriously. "I-I, I never had a crush before. I don't know how it feels like.."

"Oh." Those were the only thing I heard came out from Chloe's mouth.

"Yep, I'm going back to my dorm now. I have this Philosophy class," I told her while I turned to leave. "It was nice talking to you, Chloe. Like always." I didn't even bother to look back, I just continued walking to my dorm.

Because of Chloe, I'm asking how does it feel to have a crush? Sure likely as hell I don't know if you have a crush on someone. People don't attract me anyway I think I'm asexual before but now I made a doubt that I'm asexual because I have to admit that Chloe is attractive to me as weird as it sounds. She is actually. I'm pretty sure I don't have a crush on her, I don't even know what's my sexuality. My dad before was asking if I was a lesbian which I always deny and tell him that I'm asexual. But now I think I'm not, maybe I was being impatient.


As I waiting for the boring Philosophy class to end, I was up in the class thinking about what's happening to me right now. I wasn't even to bother to take notes. As soon as Professor Keith dismissed us, I was still sitting there nobody to distract my thoughts.

"Miss Mitchell?" Professor Keith called.

"Wha-What?!" I said astonishly.

"Class is dismissed," he told me.

"I-I, I'm sorry prof, I was just thinking," I told him.

"Then go," he replied harshly while I sighed, got my bag and went outside.

Outside, I saw Gray with Aubrey which made me smile and cringe at the same time.

"Beca!" Gray's husk voice called.

"Graham! And Aubrey, how's he treating you Aubrey?" I asked her jokingly.

She laughed, "Gray's a pretty nice guy, we're going to watch a movie later."

"That's sweet," I faked a smile.

"Um Aubrey, can you please give us a minute?" Gray asked while Aubrey smiled and nodded.

Gray grabbed my hand and gave us distance from Aubrey, "What the hell is wrong with you? Why are you acting like that? Do you hate Aubrey or something?"

"Woah, slow down cowboy. Nothing's is wrong, everything's completely fine. I'm just asking questions to my life right now," I told him while I looked at the floor.

"Oh. I know this, you're asking yourself if you're in love!" he shouted.

"Shut the hell up! I am not in love," I replied.

"You are, I know that feel, Beca. Who's the lucky person?" he asked me. He didn't even say 'guy', dammit he knows what's up.

"I'm not in love or something, don't be ridiculous."

"The more you deny, the bigger the feelings," he winked at me while I hit his chest. "Ow!" he grimaced. "What the hell is that for?"

"I don't know! Why am I feeling like this?! I thought I was asexual."

"You are in love, aren't you?"

"No! Maybe a crush but not like that."

"I knew you weren't asexual!"

"I guess."

"I have to catch up with you later, sooner or later you're going to tell me who's that someone. Aubrey's getting impatient, see ya!" Gray told me as he left me alone.

I sighed heavily as I went up to my dorm. Kimmy-Jin wasn't there so I had the perfect time to play my guitar.

I plugged in the amplifier, my pedal and my guitar. I also got a notepad in case if something's comes up.

After 5 minutes of playing, I heard someone knock. I swear I locked the door so I had to stand up and get the door. And there she is again.

"Chloe? What are you doing here?" I asked her.

"I didn't have something to do the whole day so I came to you," she smiled.

"I-I'm kinda busy right now just like the rest of your friends," I told her which she gave me a face of disappointment.

"Am I disturbing anything?" she asked me while I shook my head. "I just wanna spend time with you."

That made me blush, I think. "You want to hang out with me while I go and play guitar?" she nodded.

I sighed, "Fine." She mumbled a thank you and went inside.

"Have any ideas for a new song lately?" she asked me while I shrugged. "I'm not a songwriter but I think I can help you."

"Seriously? Will you give me stories?"

"I don't have stories but I can help you make a story."

"I don't want to make stories, I want to experience stories."

"I don't have any stories so far then," she said while I sat down and grabbed my guitar.

"I can't make a good lyric today but I did make a lot of guitar riffs and solos right now," I said while she smiled.

"Let me hear some of those solos," she ordered while I slightly nodded and performed this solo that was stuck in my head since ever. "Wow. Isn't that from a song?"

"Nah, I was planning to use this solo to the song I'm writing right now but I really can't think of a scenario and a story."

"I'm pretty sure later on your mind is going to be full of song lyrics," she told me which made me smile.

"You were right about being fast friends."

"Hmm?" she looked at me bewildered.

"You told me at Hood Night? You were drunk so I don't think you rememebered anything last night."

"We are fast friends, we did become fast friends. Now, I'm here being here for you and supporting you every step of the way. I really hope you win Battle of the Bands this year, I reckon it," she said as her words made me smile. She may be there for me but she always me uncomfortable, I don't know why. I become happy whenever she's there but I don't know why she's making me uncomfortable.

"Thanks," I replied weakly. "I keep telling myself to experience something but I can't force anything, it would lessen my chances."

"No," Chloe protested. "You will win this year, I promise you that," she said as she grabbed my hand again, I blushed then I realized what was going on so I removed my hand from hers. "I'm sorry."

"No, it's okay," I blushed while I looked down so she can't see my blush.

"Are you blushing?" she giggled as my blush turned more red.

"No," I disapprove. "Don't be ridiculous. I just turn red whenever, I don't know."

"Don't play innocent with me, Mitchell," she laughed which again she made me blush. This girl is messing up my mind.

"Well Red, thank you for finding out the obvious answer. You deserve a good eye award and for being Captain Obvious," I joked while she chuckled.

"You're not funny," she said while I frowned.

"I tried." I turned to get my guitar and play a song. "Guess this song, I want you and I to sing it." Chloe smiled and nodded.

I played the intro to Hit or Miss while she gave me her usual bubbly face and mouthed 'Hit or Miss' as I nodded.

"The needle on my record player has been wearing thin," I sang the first lyrics while Chloe sang alone.

"This record has been playing since the day you've been with him." We keep singing until the end of the song. Chloe has convinced me to like her, I did but in a different kind of way like jam buddy or something. The band and I haven't had a rehearsal in weeks but luckily I have Chloe with me.

"Thanks for being here with me, Red." I winked while she just smiled at me. "I guess I needed jam buddy when you came along."

"No problem, Beca. I'm always here," she told me as I grinned at her words.


A/N: Sorry for the very late update. I've been hectic now I'm kinda suffering from Writer's Block. But thanks for all your rates and reviews. Please R&R! Thank you!