Ch 12 – trials and errors

Heyy sorry its been so long….been real busy…. School started and then I messed the story up big time so I had to delete it and repost it. Im really sorry for those of you already reading or following

"Holy shit this is Big!" Amy exclaimed from her spot on the steps in front of the door.

Ashley meekly agreed with the eccentric aussie. "Yah, it is a lot to take in."

"Oh you can do it," Stacie mused. "Just let is ease on in and then ride it out till the end."

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There was a beat if silence as everyone processed the information, but it quickly passed and they burst out into laughter.

The room situation was sorted out faster than the sorting hat sent Draco Malfoy to Slytherin. Beca tried to sneak her way into her own room, but Chloe wasn't having it. She linked their arms and excitedly exclaimed that Beca would be rooming with her, and began dragging the girl off towards their room.

Amy turned to Aubrey and nudged her with her elbow. "Hope these walls are soundproof…"

Aubrey twisted her face in horror at the thought of her life long bestie and the alt girl going at it. Granted, her and beca were on much better terms now, she still didn't want to think about the possibility of her hooking up with Chloe. She pushed the thought out of her mind and grabbed Stacie, much to Cynthia Rose's dismay.

Meanwhile, one flight of stairs and a hallway away, Chloe was opening the door to her room, beca close behind. Chloe strolled in and tossed her stuff onto her bed. Beca walked in, intending to put her bags on HER bed, but stopped in shock when she realized.

"One bed?" She questioned, eyes wide.

Chloe chuckled. "Why are you making that face? You're looking at me like I'm some kind of serial killer or something."

Beca shook herself back into reality, and stammered out a response. "uhh…no …i..it…..uhhh"

"We've shared a bed before becs." She paused, noting that Beca was still in a daze. "Vacation makes you weird."

"uhh..no sorry…its fine. I don't know why I'm being so difficult." Beca moved her bag to the edge of the bed, not meeting the other girls eyes.

"I didn't say you were difficult. Just weird." The red head smiled and playfully nudged Beca, causing the other girl to smile slightly. The two began unpacking while Beca's mind raced.

Why the fuck am I acting so weird? This is nothing out of the ordinary. We've shared a bed before.

She looked over at Chloe, who was now humming and skipping around the room, biting her lip slightly.

Hmm.. she's cute when she does that…..

WAIT…..SHIT. What the fuck is wrong with me? Get your shit together Mitchell.

Everything will be fine. Its totally normal. You will be fine. Right?

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Wrong.

Poor Beca was so horribly wrong.

Three sleepless nights later and the alt girl was dragging. The girls would stay up late and party and tell stories, and swim, and she'd be completely tired. But then, they'd finally drag themselves so bed, and she'd lay next to Chloe and suddenly her heart was racing. And just when she would think that she was calming down, the redhead would roll over and cuddle up into her, and she'd be a nervous wreck again.

"I need to figure out what's going on." Beca mumbled to herself.

It was early the next morning, so most of the other girls were sleeping. Beca took the opportunity to go for a walk. About five minutes in, she ran into Cynthia Rose. As it turned out, the girl had taken up morning jogging.

"Hey gurl, man you look tired. You should be back in bed!" Cynthia slowed to Beca's pace.

Beca sighed and rubbed her eyes. She was tired…so so tired….but she just couldn't sleep. She didn't know what was worse, the fact that she wasn't sleeping, or the fact that she wasn't sleeping because of Chloe.

Cynthia looked on in concern. "is everything ok?"

Beca shifted her gaze to her fellow singer. "How do you know when you go from liking someone as a best friend…to liking that person as something more?"

"You just know."

"but how? It can't be that simple."

"well," Cynthia began, "With both best friends and relationships, you feel like yourself around the person. The difference lies in smaller details. With best friends, you don't really try to impress them. They don't make you nervous. With relationships, you want to impress the other person, you worry about how you look, or what you say. You consciously notice all the little quirks about them, like their off smile, or the way they walk. You get lost in their eyes. They make you too nervous to sleep but you can't bring yourself to get out of bed with them." Cynthia noted the concern in the other girls face.

"if you don't mind me asking….why are you asking me this anyway?"

Beca thought for a moment about spilling the truth. But what was the truth? Did this mean she had feelings for Chloe? And if she did….how long had they been there and where did they come from? And more importantly…why did she realize them after she started dating Jesse?

No…..she couldn't tell the truth. There was just too much uncertainty around the matter.

"No reason."

Cynthia raised an eyebrow skeptically. "Come' on Beca. I know that isn't true."

"Well what do you think its about?"

"I think that you will tell when you're ready. I'll leave you to your walk now."

Cynthia jogged ahead, waiting till she was out of earshot to express her real feelings.

"I just hope you see that she loves you too."

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Two more days and no sleep later, Beca was completely drained. She sat on the beach, slouching into herself around the firepit. The other girls laughed and drank, and Amy was in the water shouting something about being "Ursela….queen of the seas."

Chloe slid in next to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. "Hey….is something wrong?" She whispered quietly.

"No..just tired."

"Ok. If you wanna talk though, I'm here."

"Thanks." Beca watched Chloe take a swig from her water bottle. "Not drinking?"

"Nah.." the girl shrugged. "You really seemed down, and I wanted to be completely sober so I could focus enough on cheering you up."

"You don't have to sacrifice yourself for me."

"It's not sacrificing. We're best friends, and that's what friends do." She stood up, tugging on Beca's arm gently. "Come on."

"Where are we going?"

"Bed." She responded, dragging Beca up from her seat. She called out to Aubrey that they were heading to bed, but the blonde bella didn't notice. She was busy nuzzling Stacie by the fire. Literally. Nuzzling.

Once they made it back to their room, Chloe grabbed two of her sweaters from her drawer. Despite being summertime, nighttime in this part of Canada was freezing. She tossed one to Beca, who hesitated before putting it on. She inhaled gently. It smelled like Chloe. It wasn't the kind of smell you could describe. It was so light and fragrant, and beautiful, much like Chloe, but there was no simple explanation for the scent. No comparisons, just Chloe. Beca climbed slowly into bed. Every part of her body ached. Chloe climbed in next to her and wrapped her in a tight embrace. Beca's face nuzzled into the crook of Chloe's neck, and she relaxed into the embrace.

It felt so good and she was too tired to contemplate her feelings, so she just let herself feel. She slid her arm around Chloe and began to finally drift off into a deep sleep.

Chloe smiled endearingly at the girl she loved, and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead.

If she was sleepy, she could have blamed her imagination. But she wasn't. She wasn't sleepy and she wasn't imagining. It was real when she tightened her grip around Beca. It was real when she kissed her forehead. And it was very…..very real, when Beca lifted her head up and pressed their lips together.

It was very real, and Chloe didn't mind one bit.

"Night Chlo." Beca mumbled.

"good night Beca."

Chloe concluded…that tonight was a very good night.

Up next? Who knows?