Note: Shoutout to the two of you who followed this story! I got a huge smile seeing that you actually enjoyed it enough to do so. This chapter will be longer.~ I hope you enjoy it.
The redhead flashed a slight grin. Beca felt a corner of her own mouth pull into a smirk, though she quickly stifled it, unsure of why she'd smiled in the first place. She didn't notice the short exchange- she'd been too focused on not letting her gaze fix onto the stranger longer than normal.
The student strode towards the small desk, which was already showing signs of overflowing, handing a folded slip of paper to the preceptor.
While both the ginger and the teacher were preoccupied with what Beca assumed to be a schedule, she chanced a better look at the girl. She wore a fitting dress, with a turquoise checkered design. While it hinted at her curves nicely, it was modest. The top half hugged her form, while the bottom half flowed freely, stopping just above her knee.
The teacher nodded after a few moments, handing the girl back her schedule. Beca quickly looked down, and noticed a handful of the other students did as well.
"Alright-" The teacher- Mr. Zedler- paused for a moment, his face contorting into an expression of feigned concentration. "Chloe." He said, giving a wink as she rolled her eyes. The first period bell rang after the exchange.
"Everything checks out. Find yourself a seat, and we'll delve into the syllabus for the year!" The instructor quipped brightly, clapping his hands together.
Chloe nodded, turning to face the class, an easy, though subtly shy smile on her face. Her azure eyes met Beca's clouded blue ones, and the brunette looked away, her cheeks flushing sanguine. Chloe gracefully made her way to her table, sliding smoothly onto the lab stool beside her, and unpacked her supplies.
Beca had focused her attention onto writing the syllabus down into her notebook, even though the teacher had handed everyone a slip of paper with the same information. Zedler continued to drone on about what each section would focus on, and Beca dutifully wrote down the details. She heard the familiar soft tearing of paper, though didn't think much of it until a ripped section of lined paper was pushed to her side of the table, a beautifully, but natural-looking manicured hand the force behind it.
Beca glanced at Chloe, though the ginger has gained a sudden interest in the mandatory lecture, idly writing whatever words she caught. The brunette looked at the scrap of paper, which had a small note written on it, in dark purple ink. The penmanship was flawless- aesthetically pleasing, looping and connecting seamlessly.
"Hi!~ ^-^ You've already heard my name. What can I call you?" The note read. Beca paused her own writing to respond:
"Beca." She wrote, frowning slightly at her slanted print, which now seemed untidy and childish in comparison. She sighed before continuing. "Are you new here? To the town I mean." She huffed. Even in writing, she managed to speak wrong. "I would have recognized someone like you."
Beca slid the paper back towards the ginger, who eagerly glanced down. Her brows pulled together as she read, a small crease appearing in between them. The puzzled expression soon dissipated, however, as her features relaxed into a wry grin. She scribbled a response, though covered the note nonchalantly as Mr. Zedler paced aimlessly in their rows, waiting until he'd passed before slipping the paper back towards Beca.
"Like me? ;)"
Beca's heart-rate quickened at the response, though she forced the creeping blush away. She hadn't dated anyone, and until this point, she'd assumed she was straight. And she tended to think people who dated so early in high school were more interested in the idea of romance than the actual feeling of it. She coughed lightly, her pen hovering over the torn piece before writing.
"I mean, you're very pretty." She began hesitantly. "I would like to think that you're a pretty recognizable person." There. That sounded reasonable. It didn't… hint at anything too drastic, though it was a subtle compliment. She was proud of her response as she pushed the paper back towards Chloe.
The red-haired girl quickly read the reply, before turning to flash a dazzling smile at Beca. The stifled blush creeped back into her cheeks, and she looked away.
The bell mercifully rung over the school's speakers, and people began to pack as the teacher reminded them to read over the year's plans.
Chloe quietly pocketed the note when Beca leaned to retrieve her bookbag. When the brunette straightened, Chloe gave a light hum, before slowly easing out from the table's overhang.
"See you tomorrow." She drawled, giving a light wink at her obviously flustered lab partner. Chloe let out a soft chuckle, before she headed out the door, and disappeared into the sea of students in the hallway.