Another chapter because I'm super sick and felt suddenly inspired to write rather than marinate in bed. Even though its short I hope you like. Thankyouuuu, enjoy guys. xo
It was Friday night. Four days since Beca met the red-haired girl in the most strange of circumstances, and the strange feeling inside of her small body didn't leave her for a second. The girl- Chloe, was constantly on her mind. It didn't necessarily interfere with her career, however, it did make her subconsciously- or not, make a new remix with Chloe on her mind. The remix being her favourite one she's created in all her years was another story. Before running off to work, Chloe asked to exchange phone numbers, and Beca was amused by the girl's texts constantly. Their conversations flowed easily, like they have met before or knew each other for a long time. Beca was finding out what Chloe's favourite song, colour, lucky number and birthday was. This wasn't enough though. She wanted to know everything there was to know about her new acquaintance. It wasn't that Chloe was closed off or shy, quite the opposite actually, but texting was a barrier when it came to creating relationships- friendships. Of course. Beca was sure she was straight. Or at least pretty sure. Either way, Chloe made a huge impact on her in just a couple of days and despite Beca's reserved nature, she felt like Chloe was different. Her smile was different than everyone else's. And her eyes. Her eyes were incredible. In a non creepy, friend kind of way, of course. Beca had got a weekend off from work to focus on a launch of a new volume of the magazine for Christmas. It was so far her biggest job and she felt like she had it all planned out in her head. She was confident it'll go great. Chloe said it will.
Beca made herself comfortable on her couch, minutes after ordering pizza. She switched her laptop on to catch up on one of the shows online. Her attention suddenly went to her phone which vibrated on her lap.
"Hi! :D"
Beca smiled to herself before typing out a reply.
"Hey blue eyes, why you so happy?"
"Just glad you're home from work. I got lonely and Molly isn't fun when she's sleeping :("
The brunette giggled. Chloe talked a lot about Molly, her dog. Beca loved animals but with her busy and irregular schedule she was unable to take care of a puppy.
"Its been a very busy day, I'm dying :( tell Molly I said hi when she wakes up."
"You better not die on me Rebecca Mitchell! I still haven't seen you since Monday, and don't worry little one. I will."
"Haha! Don't worry, hey I'm not little you're only like an inch taller than me Chloe!" Before she could send the message her phone vibrated again and a new message appeared. From Chloe.
"Tomorrow night. 7. I'll pick you up. Deal?"
"Sounds perfect."
"Good. Its a date :)"
It took Beca a moment to realise what was going on. Did Chloe mean a date? Or was it just how she referred to two new friends hanging out. It made her anxious. Unfamiliar. But at the same time, beyond happy.