"Where the hell did that come from?" Beca Mitchell up and coming LA music producer says, as she wakes up from a very explicit dream.
A very sexy, vivid almost too real dream that contained a very familiar red head, one that she had known in college, one Chloe Beale.
She was almost ashamed to say she was very much turned on at the moment-and it was wrong to dream about Chloe that way. Hey- it's not like she planned it or anything.
They had been sorta close you could say, Bella Sisters and had known each other for a year but their experiences as a team, their first win ever had cemented a life-long friendship and bond between each and everyone of them.
And Chloe was supposed to be the one she'd be able to experience all the awkward overly touchy moments with, but... that didn't quite happen. She had moved to L.A and last she heard, Chloe was in New York. She couldn't believe that all of that had been almost 5 years ago.
5 years since she last saw Chloe, since she last talked or anything with Chloe.
funny the way some people had a way of turning up in the most random of places.
But who was she kidding though? That had been a long time coming- Chloe Beale had sorta always been creeping up on her- ever since she had waltzed into Beca's shower and shocked her very core. Beca admits that she had never quite managed to shake her off-and now she was creeping into her subconscious.
A crush, an infatuation isn't supposed to last more than a few months-let alone withstand all these years.
Somehow, she can't quite let herself- let go.
Not that she hadn't tried dating people... people who weren't just unrequited loves that every non-straight girl goes through whenever they crush on one of their girl best friends. Except that the ones she dated -she realized later on, tended to remind her of Chloe or if not, they couldn't quite measure up to her.
Greg had blue eyes almost as bright but not quite.
They didn't feel like they "smiled" okay, eyes don't smile but Chloe had smiley eyes whenever they regarded you with some kind of fondness...you never real got it, she said it was cos you were "cute" and did the cutest things whenever you let your guard down.
Whatever, you don't do cute. You're a badass, always have been. But you sorta miss having her call you cute, it was almost bearable whenever she looked at you with those eyes.
Diana was warm and had red hair, but she never really "got you"-even Chloe with all her opposing world is a better place views with all her Love and Happiness and Let's all be friends Kumbayas, she still let you be you. She never once tried to change you. Maybe she didn't quite give you a choice with all the Hugs-the physical contact but other than that-she accepted you, ear monstrosities and all.
Maybe that's why you sorta imprinted on her-There was always something between them- sometimes, it felt more than friendship-something like, a possibility. Something that could be, but it was never the right time.
You with Jesse, her with Tom.
Beca was never quite so sure... She didn't know if it'd had all been in her head-Chloe was chloe she couldn't quite know exactly where she stood with her. The only thing she was certain of was their friendship and after months and years of gradually decreasing emails, fb status updates, tweets and Im-ing she wasn't even sure of that either.
Things had been silent between them for a long time.
What had been proven,as exhibited by the dreams she'd been having, was that she missed Chloe a lot.
She just didn't know how to start-up their whole "friendship" thing, i mean she would have to settle with that for the mean time, but she still had to start talking to her first. But how, she wasn't updated with her contact numbers, any other way would seem formal and just weird, a message facebook of "i dreamed about you" would just be creepy and plain obvious...and the last thing she wanted to do was scare her off.
Beca decided to mull it over and before she knew it, she was right where she left off in her dream.
It's funny, how some things just seem to work out, maybe it was fate lending a hand.
A few days later, Patricia's or more commonly known as Fat Amy's group message came in facebook no less- here's someone she kept in a contact with at a semi-regular basis. A save the date for her wedding, but it was also a group letter asking all the Bella's to fly out several weeks before for some catchin' up, so that she could show them yanks how they party down under.
Not that she would think to say no, it was after all an all-expense paid trip, Fat Amy had insisted on it. And she had not-so-sweetly stated, towards the end of her letter that, "they would all have to be there, as to not set off some Australian wedding tradition myth-" and that, they would get "the full backlash of being hunted down by her kangassasins (killer kangaroos)" that she had specially ordered in, if they even thought of not showing up-but it was after all up to them. "Love you, skinny bitches."
In the Events posted on facebook called Aca-believe it Fat Amy's getting married- there was the choices of Yes, No or Maybe for the attendance. Under the names that had said yes, was Chloe Beale's.
Beca quickly follows suit-forgoing the maybe she was jokingly considering earlier.
