Okay so im really sorry its been ages BUT I have an excuse, I just moved from Newcastle, Australia to Vancouver, Canada so ive been super busy but im still keen on this story I just haven't had time but I know I needed to give you something so even though this is short I cant write atm my brain is fried from jetlag (today is my first day in Vancouver)

Chapter 3

It was Saturday night and Beca was getting ready for the party, or she was trying to anyway. Who knew it was such a difficult decision to choose what to wear? She didn't want to go too formal, but she didn't want to go too casual. Standing in front of her mirror in yet another outfit she let out a frustrated sigh and undressed yet again. Remembering she didn't really care what people thought she grabbed her favourite pair of jeans, her old and faded Ramones T and her nicer pair of Chuck Taylors and threw them on quickly, she was already on her way to running late.

Hearing her phone beep to notify her of a new message, she left her position in front of the mirror where she was playing with her hair and trying to decide what to do with it, she grabbed her phone and smiled when she saw it was a message from Chloe.

Better be ready for me Becs im almost at yours

"Shit."

Beca ran around the house gathering everything she needed, putting on heavy eyeliner and running a straightener over her hair (yes, she owns a straightener, it's needed when your hair is in that annoying state between curly and straight okay?) then practically jumped down the stairs to the front door, pausing momentarily to stare disgustedly at the man passed out on the couch, she opened the front door in perfect timing to see Chloe's beat up car pull up out the front.

She could hear the music pumping out of Chloe's car and as she got closer she rolled her eyes at the girls song choice, it was just so… Chloe. Hopping in the car and turning Miley Cyrus down (all the way down) and looked over at Chloe who was positively beaming. Taking in what she was wearing Beca knew she had made the right choice in going semi casual, Chloe was also wearing jeans (though they looked a lot better on Chloe in Beca's opinion) and an pale blue top that clung to her in all the right places but gave off an air of effortlessness.

"Well hey there! Can I offer you a lift anywhere pretty lady?"

Beca immediately blushed; she could tell Chloe was becoming more and more comfortable around her which meant the redhead was becoming increasingly more forward. Recovering quickly Beca decided to give it right back.

"Wherever you're going is fine with me" adding an overly dramatized wink for good measure.

"I guess you could come to this party with me, it's supposed to be pretty cool"

Beca just smiled and nodded, having almost forgotten about the party she began to feel queasy again. Noticing the change in her Chloe reached out her hand and rested it on Beca's thigh.

"It's going to be fine Becs, I promise"

The only thing Beca could concentrate on was the heat from Chloe's hand that she could feel through her jeans, she managed to look up at Chloe and found the smile she was given reassuring. Chloe removed her hand to turn the music back up and drove to the party singing the whole way, Beca rolled her eyes but smiled anyway secretly loving it. Chloe had a good voice and Beca was enjoying watching her sing (out of the corner of her eye of course, she had to be super subtle) so when Chloe eventually stopped the car, Beca was in a really good mood for once.

Yeah I know its short but ill make up for it with the next chapter promise *peace*