Firs off, I'M SO SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN A WHILE! School is kicking my ass, both cheeks and I'm strugglin'. Luckily, college softball is almost done so I'll have more time to write and stuff :) JUST THREE MORE WEEKS OF COLLEGE!
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Anyways, ONWARD with the show,
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Rumors:Chapter 23-Reunited And It Feels So...Weird
"Okay Beca we made it here in record time. You happy?" Stacie gripped the armrest of Beca's jeep dramatically, watching the eye roll in return from Beca as she parked in the empty school parking lot. It was early enough in the morning that the sun was just about to set and the breeze was chill-which, obviously, isn't a time that's normal for Beca to be up at. The time Beca wakes up is usually around two in the afternoon, three; or if she's lucky, noon at the earliest.
Beca took her foot off the brake as Stacie continued holding on for dear life, yanking the keys out of the ignition before opening the door and jogging to the back of the trunk. Making it to the back, opening the door and ignoring Stacie's complaints about how she doesn't have any makeup on and how she looks like, she quotes in Stacie Conrad's own words, "a giant pile of shit that shit," she pulled out her basketball duffle bag and a personal made trophy for Chloe so she could give it to her when their bus finally arrived.
Yesterday after having quite a few awkward gatherings with her dad, Stacie and now, own mother as they ate breakfast and just talked about life and stuff normal families usually do (fucking weird), Chloe excitedly called her the moment she was free of cheer, screaming on the other line of the phone and either laughing or crying (Beca couldn't really tell) that they just won nationals. Beca knew that with Chloe's routine, after seeing it so many times as the redhead rehearsed in her room when she said that it must be perfected even though she went through it a million times and watching the team practice during open gym that they would be the best team in Florida hands down. She also knew that the team would be coming back home with one of those intense banners that would be hung up in the gym of '2016 National Champions' as well as bringing home a first place trophy but, she wanted to get Chloe a welcome home gift and thought of a pretty cute idea last second.
It was a pretty decent size trophy, according to the sales guy at the sports shop when he asked how much Beca loves her girlfriend so of course, she said a lot and chose the bigger option of the many gold cheerleaders whose leg was up and hands full and extended in 'Y' form with metal Pom poms. Even carved at the bottom where usually a first place, second place or third place would be written but instead read, "#1 girlfriend on and off the court' in a fancy font Beca personally picked out.
If you had to ask her and not just because it was her big brain that conquered up this brilliant gift but honestly, she'd say it was a pretty clever idea and super cute on her part. Normally, Beca wasn't into cheesy gifts for her significant other but with Chloe weirdly, she wanted to buy the whole damn Build a Bear workshop for the redhead. Plus knowing her girlfriend, Beca knew Chloe was an absolute sucker when it came to cheesy things that came from Beca; such as good morning and good luck texts before a cheer day or the little gifts she'd drop on Chloe's desk whether it was her favorite snack or candy.
God, she was turning into a pile of mush by the goddamn second.
As far as Stacie, she went with something more eatable and Aubrey's favorite- which was a lemon- coconut with mascarpone frosting on the top, along with a 'welcome home' saying curving around the corners of the cake. She knew that Aubrey was a secret baker after remembering the cake Aubrey baked her for her birthday and what her stomach was telling and how her mouth basically watered at the memory, Aubrey was great at it. So, Stacie decided to switch roles while the blonde was down in Florida and googled her girlfriend's favorite cake, finding the easiest set of directions to bake with some help from Beca.
Not that the girl was any help from the start since Beca kept stealing swipes of frosting from the top when she wasn't looking or doing other stuff and Stacie had to kick her out of the kitchen before she ran out. Without any distractions and rodents she calls Beca Mitchell, Stacie was able to bake the perfect gift in hoping it would surprise her girlfriend when she got off the bus at Barden.
Beca closed the trunk, trophy glue tightly to her hand and walked over to the passenger side where Stacie was still seated, holding a large box on her lap and attempting to make herself more presentable in the sun visor. "You look fine Stacie. If you look like shit now then I shouldn't even be showing my face in public." Beca half joked, half pouted that everything she just said was true. Leave it to Stacie to wake up at six in the morning, roll outta bed and still look like a model while the rest have to put hours of work into hair and makeup just so they can look halfway 'decent'.
"Thanks Becs." Stacie closed the sun visor and started packing the scattered makeup laid out across the dashboard back into her purse. "But for some reason, I need to look flawless; hair, makeup, teeth, breath, everything for Aubrey when she gets here." Stacie tried explaining her spur of the moment frantic clean up as she knew Beca was trying to figure it out herself with a look of pure confusion. "I don't know why and it's weird just trying to explain it now but, I feel like I always need to impress her. Be on my 'A' game like all the time."
"I think there's a word for that and it's called being in love." Beca's teasing earned her a slap to the gut and a smile attempting to be kept hidden from the taller girl. Applying some last minute lip gloss onto her lips, Stacie zipped close her purse and grabbed the cake box placed in her lap before exiting the jeep.
"Seriously Stace. When are you two going to drop the L bomb? What has it been...over a month?" Beca asked in a serious tone, leaning her back on the closed door of the vehicle.
A sigh came next from Stacie and a few gnaws on her bottom lip, signaling the nerves already. It wasn't a secret that Stacie wanted to tell Aubrey she loved her. Actually, she had a few close calls during past make out sessions on her bed and even departing in between classes with a few chaste kisses. It was no surprise that Aubrey gave Stacie a special tingling feeling in her gut. The one where every time she kisses Aubrey, held her hand, hell, even looked at her dark emerald eyes, made Stacie's heart skip a beat faster and release an army of butterflies in her stomach, feeling the flaps of every wing at rapid speed against her rib cage. Stacie knew it was a lot different from her past relationships before as she was never one to her exes that she loved them. And actually, she never dated someone long enough for them to tell her they loved her also. So finally being to the position now was not only new but also, scary as hell. The last thing Stacie wants to to ruin or scare Aubrey away.
Again.
"The time will come when we both are ready Becs." Stacie finally responded with a nod to her head. Suspiciously, Beca lifted an eyebrow up at the amount of stubbornness her friend had. Beca knew the word was on the tip of Stacie's tongue by the way her eyes glazed with happiness and she wore that cheesy grin more times than she probably blinks.
As Beca opened her mouth to respond, probably to continue urging Stacie to tell Aubrey how she really felt, a Barden cheer bus decorated with green and yellow window paint rolled up in the parking lot, causing Beca to drop whatever she was about to say and focus her full attention on the bus.
Beca is excited hands down. Jesus, she has been excited to see Chloe since yesterday morning-hence why her and Stacie are currently up at the crack of dawn to pick up their girlfriends when instead, they could be sleeping before school started. But even if Beca wanted to, especially with the lack of sleep she received last night due to the gitters pulsing through her body, she couldn't shake the fact that she is finally going to be back in Chloe's arms after a dreadful five days apart.
Once the bus pulled up to the curb in front of the gym doors, it didn't take much longer until a sleepy redhead dressed in Beca's old school hoodie, a pair of baggy sweatpants, her hair pinned up in a messy bun with those adorable reading glasses pushed up on the bridge of her nose-that also grew to be one of Beca's favorite things about her girlfriend to finally come running down the steps of the bus and sprinting over to Beca who held open her arms allowing Chloe to charge in with a bear hug.
Grunting at contact, she really underestimated the power behind the redhead and nearly stumbled into the pavement at the hug as she squeezed her arms around Chloe's waist, burrowing her face in the divot of her girlfriend's neck and immediately getting a whiff of her favorite pomegranate shampoo Chloe always wore and a scent that she waited years-what it felt like- to smell again.
Beca spent the night and part of the morning preparing for this moment. Preparing for the emotions and excitement her body would overflow with once she had Chloe back in her arms. What she didn't prepare for was the tears emerging from the redhead that fell on the back of Beca's neck as they continued hugging in the middle of the parking lot and making no signs of breaking apart. Really, Beca should've known there would be tears because honestly, it's Chloe Beale we are talking about and she cries at everything. Cat videos on YouTube, birthdays, songs on her iPod, and hell, every single movie known to man-even if it's a scary movie but in her words, as she balls into Beca's shoulder, wetting the piece of clothing that she so happened to wear that night, saying something about that one kid and how he, "didn't deserve to die Beca" was just a Chloe thing to do. It wasn't Chloe if there wasn't some shedded tears sometime throughout the day.
Knowing this though, Beca should be completely use to a crying redhead in front of her and definitely shouldn't be feeling her own eyes becoming misty, feeling that annoying tickle in her nose that told her she was seconds away from losing it.
"I've missed you so much." Chloe finally mumbled into Beca's neck, squeezing extra tighter-if possible, and making sure Beca was going nowhere anytime soon.
"Jesus Beale. It's only been five days not an eternity." Beca teased under her breath, having to make some sarcastic comment pronto before the screening of the waterworks show that was threatening to happen. She was in fact not much of a crier-actually, she absolutely hated crying especially in front of people, but this moment was really testing her ability to keep all the pent up liquid in her eyes.
Beca felt Chloe chuckle groggy under her tears and soon pulled away, wiping them off her cheek with the back of her hands. God, she never realized how much she missed the color blue until she was reunited with those pale, ocean colored eyes that literally made her breathing hitch every time she is greeted with them. "Shut up…" Chloe started but soon eyed a large object clasped in Beca's left hand. "What's that?"
Beca watched Chloe's finger stretch out to point down at her hand and followed her line of sight. "Oh-" Lifting the trophy up as she remembered what she was giving Chloe for a welcome home gift, "T-this is for you and….yeah." She handed over the trophy as Chloe knitted her brows together as to why Beca was giving her a piece of metal. "I uhh….know that you already have a first place trophy and that's like….cool or whatever… but that's not the only thing you're number one in."
The all of a sudden nerves kicked in at full blast once Chloe flipped the trophy around and started reading what was carved at the bottom on the plate. There was silence between the two of them and Beca was praying that Chloe would appreciate her gift. It was either that or she would look stupid and this whole master idea would go to waste and the walk of shame back to return it wasn't something Beca was ready for.
Beca's eyes never left Chloe and it wasn't until her girlfriend looked up again with watery eyes and a face splitting grin that all her nerves washed away and she could finally relax about the gift. "Baby…" Chloe wined in that nauseating baby voice that usually Beca would cringe at but with the her, she enjoyed a lot.
Actually, almost too much.
Everyone around them and the cheer team that was flooding out of the bus to get their suitcases from the back weren't helping the situation at all as they 'awed' at the couple which by doing this, only caused Chloe to shed some more tears and when Chloe cries, Beca also feels the need to cry.
Clearing her throat and looking up to the sky to prevent anything from coming out of her eyes, "Jesus I feel so queer balls right now." She chuckled, shaking her head as doing and was able to calm her emotions down for the time being. "I'm glad you're back."
"I'm glad to be back." Chloe smiled wide. "Thank you again for this. No one has ever put so much thought into a gift for me." Chloe took Beca's hand after a faint nod and a mirrored grin from the brunette so she could start walking over to the back of the bus where she could get her travel bag. As they were walking, Chloe took in Beca's outfit and saw how fancy her girlfriend looked this early morning. Because it was her first basketball game today and was required for all varsity players to dress up, Beca woke up extra early to curl her hair and do appropriate make up-unlike the usual pounds of eyeliner, and have Stacie dress her in some black jeggings, a collared white button up blouse and black wedges to finish the outfit. It was actually a perfect outfit and something Beca was comfortable in and also, wasn't as much cleavage as she expected when going to Stacie for help- even though she had to deny the many dresses her friend picked out that were two sizes too short.
"You look like...super hot by the way." Chloe scanned her, body head to toe with her infamous pervy smile. " I think winter and basketball season have just worked up to being my favorite times of the year."
Beca chuckled at Chloe's compliment and helped Chloe grab her things from the bus. "Thanks. I'm surprised I'm not walking around in my birthday suit since that's basically what I would be wearing if I went with the other many options of outfits that Stacie suggested before this one." Beca snickered as she grabbed the duffle bag and started walking over to her jeep. "Also, I'm taller than you with these shoes on." The redhead glanced down at the wedges Beca was currently supported by.
"I know." Chloe agreed as she watched Beca pack the back of her trunk. "It's a little different seeing your eyes instead of the top of your head."
Coughing up her best sarcastic laugh, Beca was able to flip off Chloe once her bag was neatly inside. "You're like what, a couple centimeters taller than me? Really, you have no room to talk."
"I'm not the one who has to step on their tippy toes to kiss me." Chloe countered with a victorious smirk that always won whatever argument her and Beca had. Height jokes win everything when going against Beca Mitchell. "Which by the way, I haven't received my welcome back home smooch." Chloe putted her bottom lip with a frown, batting her eyelashes at Beca who had her head tilted unamused and a single eyebrow raised.
Not giving in to the puppy dog look that seemed to always break Beca, she turned on her feet, crossing her arms across her chest. "No way Beale. You just dogged on my height."
"I'm sorryyy!" Chloe whined, trying to twist Beca back around to unfold her tightly crossed arms against her chest but only seeing that they weren't budging. She was going to need a wrench if she wanted to break these two apart. "Please? I haven't seen you in five days and even worse, I haven't kissed you in that amount of time as well so, can you show a little mercy on me Ms. Ego?"
Standing her ground and avoiding all eye contact from her girlfriend, knowing that if she were to look into those deadly weapons she calls eyes, she'd be a gooner, Beca huffed and raised her chin high. "Should've thought about that before you insulted my height."
"Beca…" There was more whining from the redhead and it was hitting Beca in the gut hard and in the words of Miley Cyrus, like a wrecking ball. "Please?" She pleaded, hooking a single finger under Beca's jaw to twist her head so their eyes were locked together.
There was no strength left in her body when she caught a glimpse of those sparkling blues under a pair of thick, black framed glass and before she knew it, she wrapped her arms tightly around Chloe's waist and released a satisfied sigh when she closed the distance between the two of them.
This kiss was like taking a shower after a long day of work or missing that one piece of jewelry that you find later on, completing an outfit to perfection. She felt refreshed, complete and God….did she really fucking miss kissing Chloe and that tingling sensation she felt on her lips when they finally separated. Who knew five days away from her would make it feel like Beca was going through withdrawals.
Before the kiss could get any deeper since Beca knew they had a crowd of Chloe's teammates watching them like hawks, she placed one last chaste kiss on the redhead's lips before separating and brushing her cheek bone with her thumb just under Chloe's squared glasses. The cloudy haze didn't go unnoticed by Beca when Chloe finally creeped open her eyes and knew no doubt she resembled the same gaze.
"I definitely missed that the most." Chloe cooed once she caught her breath back to normal while Beca smirked confidently. The tips of her fingers were tracing shapes on the back of Beca's neck, playing with the baby curls under her brown locks. "Im kinda sad that you don't get to stay at my house with me today so we could continue what we started." Beca shivered at the flirty tone laced in her girlfriend's words and had to press her lips tight to prevent any noises from slipping out with her vivid imagination to what Chloe just might mean.
"As much as I'd love to continue, coach takes attendance on game days and if we aren't at school, we don't play." She frowned, rolling her eyes because of course she'd rather be hanging out with Chloe the whole day instead of blowing her brains out at anatomy. Only Chloe makes that class tolerable and since today she is excused from all her classes, Beca is certain she is going to die through another lecture about fetuses, embryos and sperm;or even worse, how ejaculation works.
Seriously, fuck the reproductive system.
"I'm super excited to see you play though!" Chloe's tone became brighter again and her smile lightened Beca up a bit with her oozing excitement.
"I'm excited to play especially knowing it's a school from Oregon that we are going against. Conference game or not, it's still a rival team that I basically grew up playing against."
"Oh that's right!" Chloe seemed to forget that Beca mentioned something about them playing a high school team from her home town. "That's exciting. Plus, I won't be cheering tonight so I get to have my full attention on my super sexy varsity basketball player." A pinch to Beca's butt followed the wink Chloe tossed, causing the brunette to squeak at the unexpected gesture.
Squirming after a few more attempts from Chloe to pinch her butt, Beca finally managed to get away. "Stop that!" She said firmly while Chloe just beamed a devilish grin with no guilt whatsoever. Beca walked over to the driver's seat of her jeep, ready to take the girls back home as Chloe followed right behind and sat down in the passenger seat.
"Okay...where's Bree and Stacie?" Chloe asked, scanning the outside of Beca's jeep so she could find the missing lovebirds so they could start driving home. After hours being cramped up on the bus, the only thing Chloe needed was a hot shower and her bed.
Searching pass the other scrambling cheerleaders that were starting to flood out of the parking lot, Beca found her friend and blonde standing next to the parked bus, faces molded together in a deep kiss and cake box placed directly next to them on the ground. "Gross."
Chloe knitted her eyebrows at first, wondering why Beca was muttering comments under her breath with a disgusted look on her face but soon followed her line of sight on the couple she was looking at. "Awe!"
"Of course you'd think that's cute. I can't even imagine how you'd act if Stacie was proposing to her." Beca rolled her eyes, missing the painfully fast whip to Chloe's neck with her eyes wide and mouth gaped wide open.
"She proposed?!" Chloe shrieked in an insanely high voice that could shatter glass. "Oh my god I can't believe it! I mean, I can believe it because Aubrey is basically in love with Stacie and talks about her literally all the time but... they're so young! I mean, not bashing on people who get married at a young age because my mom always told me there isn't a specific time to get married and if you're in love, you're in love! Whether it's a day, a week or even five years! I just can't believe they're getting married and I need to find a dress and magazines to start planning the wedding and-"
"Whoa!" Beca was fast to cut off Chloe's mess of a ramble. She only had a matter of seconds before Chloe would pick up her phone a start dialing Las Vegas hotels to make reservation for a bachelorette party. "They aren't getting married babe-" Beca clarified as Chloe's excitement slowly deflated with a frown. "I was just saying how you'd act in the future if it were to happen which by the way, I now know you'd act absolutely bat shit crazy." Beca teased as Chloe scoffed, smacking her girlfriend with the back of her hand on her arm. Beca rubbed the wounded area with a chuckle before continuing. "They haven't even had sex yet, let alone said I love you to each other. No way is marriage coming up anytime soon with them."
"The sex part doesn't mean anything Becs." Chloe chuckled lightly. "The 'I love you' is kinda fishy though. What has it been? Almost three months? We said I love you at the one month mark."
"Yeah but Stacie is weird when it comes to that stuff. People really tore her down in high school with stupid rumors saying that she was the school's 'bang train' and incapable of loving someone. It wasn't even true since she had like two real boyfriends out of the four years of high school but because she is hot and guys basically devoted their life to her very existence, a bunch of girls got pissed and well….you know how rumors start." Beca explained with venom in her voice. The things she'd do to those people who said all those awful things about Stacie just because they were jealous. Bitches.
"Aubrey though….she makes Stacie act like a moonstruck fool." Beca chuckled with a shake of her head, eyes still glued on Stacie and Aubrey from the distance as they were no longer kissing but hugging.
"Same with Aubrey." Chloe added with a smile. "I've never seen her act this way around anyone before. It's actually pretty scary to be honest. If I had a nickel for every time Aubrey smiled down at her phone or whenever a teammate would ask how they were doing, I'd buy them their own honeymoon... when the time comes of course." Chloe added quickly when she revived a warning glare from Beca.
"You're telling me." Beca scoffed, replying. "Getting them to speak their true feelings is like taking a tooth out from a baby's mouth." Getting impatient and wanting to eat breakfast before school started but needing to get Stacie and Aubrey in the car, Beca honked her horn and she through her head out the window to yell. "COME ON LOVEBIRDS I'M HUNGRY AND I WANT TO EAT! YOU GUYS CAN BANG AFTER BREAKFAST!"
Chloe's mouth sprung open at the bluntness in Beca's words but couldn't help but laugh at the embarrassed hint that was beaming on Aubrey's face as she buried her head in Stacie's shoulder. Like magic, the couple was walking hand in hand back to the jeep and all Chloe could do was laugh.
She really did miss these moments.
"Okay I'm like….really nervous Beca." Chloe stepped out of Beca's jeep and walked over to the driver's side where her girlfriend was leaning on the closed door to wait. .
After ages of getting Stacie and Aubrey settled in the vehicle to go home, they all decided that they were broke high school students and really didn't have the money to go out for breakfast and really didn't want to eat out anyways. Figuring that because Beca's mom has been staying over lately-well the past two days and definitely last night, she crossed her fingers that there would be breakfast made before school. Also, Chloe was bugging the living daylights out of Beca about meeting her mom and what better time to meet her than a table full of bacon, pancakes and French toast.
If something were to happen, at least there was food to make up for the awkwardness.
Beca went to the back and grabbed Chloe's duffle bag before walking up to Chloe and grabbing one of her clammy hands. "Hey listen to me." Chloe's head lifted up from the ground, beads of invisible sweat could basically be seen as she chewed on her bottom lip nervously. "You'll be just fine. It's just my mom who I have no hesitation on going ape shit if she says anything to you in the wrong way."
Chloe sighed long a rough as she turned her head to look back at the house that she was five seconds away from entering. "I know I just…..it's your mom. I still need her to approve and like I don't know, like me." Chloe retorted and caught Beca's worried eyes again as she faced her.
The throaty laugh erupted from Beca's chest, causing Chloe to scrunch her face in confusion as to nothing she just said was funny; or so she thought. "That woman does not get the privilege to tell me who I can or can not date. Maybe if she didn't go MIA my whole life then maybe but she has some major bridges to rebuild with me if she wants any part in my future."
"I know and you have every right to think that but still Beca. She's your mom and I feel like I'm meeting your whole family for the first time all over again." Chloe was breathing heavy, winded almost as her nerves were catching up to her. Catching this Beca squeezed the hand still snagged in her's for reassurance.
"It will be fine Chlo. Anybody who doesn't like you is out of their damn mind." And she lifted Chloe's hand to place a small kiss just above her knuckles and loved the giggle that came from her girlfriend when doing so. "Number one girlfriend remember?"
Chloe didn't respond, not that she could with the amount of butterflies she felt in her stomach as Beca glared at her with so much love and honesty in her eyes. Instead, she leaned in, closing the distance between them and wrapping her hand around the back of Beca's neck to deepen the kiss with a gentle swipe of her tongue to the brunette's bottom lip.
Almost immediately, Aubrey and Stacie both shrieked from the porch of her house at the kissing duo and yelling something along the lines of, "keep it in your pants," and, "you guys are such hypocrites!"
Chloe and Beca both ignored the yells at first, wanting to push every button on their friend's body before they blew up. So, smirking into the kiss, taking a nibble out of Beca's lip and knowing Chloe had the perfect opportunity, she removed her hands from Beca's neck and glided her hands down her girlfriend's back until she reached her butt and groped the area roughly, earning a surprised gasp from Beca that was soon followed by a throaty moan Chloe soon had to swallow.
Before she knew it, of course after the appalled comments from their friends, her and Beca were again alone outside.
"Do you enjoy giving Aubrey an aneurysm every time we are together?" Beca's amused and impressed smile spread across Chloe's lips as her own hands landed on the lower part of the redhead's back, her fingers just slightly under the elastic part of her sweatpants so she could barely feel skin. "What's up with you and my butt? I know it's cute and all but Jesus Beale. Tame it down."
"Oh shut up." Giggling, Chloe gave a light smack to the area before untangling herself from Beca's grip. With a newly forming brave smile on the girl's face, Chloe bounced on the heels of her feet and grabbed Beca's free hand. "Let's go meet your mom!"
All Beca could do now was shake her head at the sudden switch in behavior with a copied grin stretching her mouth. They walked hand in hand up to the front door and with a nod of approval from Chloe, Beca lifted her hand to open the front door and immediately her senses were filled with the usual freshly brewed coffee and every breakfast food known to man cooking from inside the kitchen.
"You ready?" Beca was now starting to get a little nervous about Chloe meeting her mom. She could only think of the endless possibilities that could out from this interaction. Those mostly being bad.
Chloe seemed to shake her nerves better than Beca and before she knew it, they both were in the kitchen, joined with Warren at the stove flipping bacon, Aubrey talking to Stacie at the kitchen table while the other girl listened intently and Tina on the opposite side of Beca's dad, pouring white batter out of a mixing bowl and onto a pancake maker.
"Beca?" Her mom called out, focus still locked on pouring out the batter out gently without a spill.
"Hey…" Beca responded, pulling her and Chloe deeper into the kitchen. "Uhhh mom, I want to introduce you to someone."
With no hesitation, Tina dropped the mixing bowl and wiped her hands off with the nearest towel in case there was any pancake mix left on her fingers. Once she knew they were clean, she turned on the heels of her feet with a smile when she locked eyes with the redhead. "You must be Chloe." She reached out her hand in front of Chloe. "I haven't been here long but this one-" gesturing over to Beca with a nod to her head, "-talks an unholy amount about you."
Taking the offered hand, "she should. I'm sorta amazing or like, whatever." And then she shrugged casually with a cocky smirk curving up on her lips and a sarcastic response like that was enough to make Beca's chest swell. Who knew her sarcasm was growing on the redhead?
"I have to agree with that." Warren added into the conversation, agreeing with Chloe as she giggled while Beca nodded her head in agreeance.
An impressed glare came from Beca's mom next as she took back her hand with a smile. "I like her already." Tina said, grabbing the already made pancakes from the counter and setting them down with the other plates of deliciousness in front of Stacie and Aubrey.
"Wow. You look just like your mom babe." Chloe whispered amazed, watching the older woman set up the breakfast on the table. "Left handed and everything." Chloe was highly impressed.
"Jesus, don't remind me." Beca rolled her eyes. It's been awhile since she's heard a comment like that but always, at parent teacher conferences, out running errands, or even sports events, someone would always come up to Beca and her mother, telling the both of them how much they looked alike and if she had a buckle for every time they got mistaken for sisters, she flew the country.
"And a total milf." This comment made Beca choke on her spit, causing it to go down the wrong hole while everyone in the kitchen to hastily stop what they were doing to make sure Beca wasn't in the need of the heimlich. Of course, Chloe wasn't too worried as she covered her mouth with a free hand and Beca knew under she had a shit eating grin, knowing she caused this whole disturbance.
Giving the "ok" with her hand, everyone continued back to what they were doing previously. "You are incorrigible Beale." Beca whispered with a smirk, being right about the smile under Chloe's hand when she removed it.
"You love it." Chloe shrugged, leaning in to give Beca a light peck that was seen like the brunette was trying to dodge it but Chloe was faster so she settled on kissing back.
Finalizing the meal and slapping Stacie's hand away when she tried to snatch a single piece of bacon instead of waiting for everyone to get their meal, manners were definitely something Warren, Stacie and Beca lacked,Tina breathed a satisfied sigh before turning to look at Beca and Chloe at the kitchen counter. "Come on let's eat."
Everyone soon got their plates and once everyone was set at the table, they all began to dig into the mountains of food prepared.
This was something Beca missed. The full table of people just falling into lightly chatter and the laughs that came with it. Having Chloe right by her side and hell, even Aubrey was good company that Beca enjoyed. But even more than those little things she never realized she missed so much, the only thing she missed the most was her mom's pancakes. They were just how they were six years ago, the taste, the fluffiness, the homemade syrup that came with them. Her mom always made the best pancakes and now, after years without them, she finally gets the chance to savor them again and hopefully, it will become a regular thing in the future.
"So Chloe and Aubrey..." Tina spoke, taking a drink of her coffee. "I heard you guys are cheerleaders."
Chloe grabbed the napkin with her free hand because her left was occupied under the table with one of Beca's. One of the many pluses with her girlfriend being a lefty and she being a righty. "Yup! Been cheering since I was in the womb I feel like." Everyone around the table chuckled at Chloe's joke. "I'm also on the poms team which is basically the cheer team but with more dance. The only difference is that poms usually has more competitions in the winter rather than cheer which is sorta over besides the school games going on."
"Yeah, same here. My mom got me into dance and cheer before she passed away and I fell in love with it." Aubrey added.
"Oh I'm so sorry." Tina frowned at the information, thinking she maybe has gone too far.
Aubrey shook her head with a soft smile. "No it's… okay." And then she took a deep breath to control her emotions. "It was hard to cheer and dance at first because I was so young. Doing anything around music just reminded me of her. Luckily though, I had Chloe to help me through it and I know she would be proud at how far I've made it." Chloe offered a sweet smile at her friend when the blonde made eye contact.
Beca watched as Stacie swung her arm over on the back of Aubrey's chair, squeezing her shoulders to ease the emotions. It was nice to hear Aubrey breaking away from her comfort zone and be able to trust Beca's family with such a meaningful memory of her mother.
"I'll have you girls know that I as well was a cheerleader back in the day." Tina took another sip of her coffee and nonchalantly flipped her hair to the side proudly. "I went to Boise State for cheer where I met this handsome fella who was a college phenomenon on the basketball court." She nudged Warren's shoulder with her own.
"Oh those were the days." Warren said in memory. He placed his hand on top of Tina's where it sat comfortably next to his hand. "I sure knew how to get the crowd moving if I do remember myself."
"If you start cheering I swear I'm leaving." Beca warned as she saw her mom stand up from the table. Anything that would avoid her mother dancing to the latest chart toppers was something she'd do in a heartbeat.
"Calm down." Tina raised her hands up in defense. "I'm just getting more coffee." And Beca's body relaxed once again as she didn't have to book it out of the kitchen before her mom went all, " you ain't got no alibi," on the breakfast crew.
"That's super cool!" Chloe of course gushed at the college sweetheart story and squeezed Beca's hand extra hard as she tells Beca that soon it will be them. Beca thought it was sweet under her rock hard interior, especially with the watery tint in Chloe's eyes as she smiles wide enough to split her face. Then though, she started to think about college, and acceptance letters and what if they don't get into the same college and all those happy feelings get overpowered by worry and what ifs. What if she doesn't make it that far, what if she fails? What if her and Chloe don't get into the same college? Those were the thoughts that haunted her mind whenever someone mentioned the future.
It's early,way too early to think about college right now with how many months they have left. She doesn't want to be set up for false hope and she doesn't want to ruin a perfect breakfast with her family and her realistic obstacles her and Chloe are destined to face. She ignored graduation day for months now and doesn't want to bring it up all of a sudden and change the atmosphere. So, she pushed her thoughts and worries to the back of her mind and that cheesy smile returned to her face when she watched Chloe and Aubrey fall into cheer talk with her mother while Stacie and Warren talked about how great their girlfriends are and how insanely perfect everything happened to be.
And for now, Beca can't help but agree.
After a day's worth of pointless equations, labeling diagrams and reading novels on bull shit history about wars and stuff, it was finally time for Beca's very first basketball game at Barden. The whole day she was jittery, anxious about playing especially with the thought that she'd be playing a school who might also happen to be her past rival when she lived in Oregon.
In the locker room where her and other teammates were scrambling around like chickens with their heads cut off as they tried to switch out of dresses, slacks and tights and into their warm up basketball uniform, Beca was there tying her Nikes to a comfortable fit. She felt free finally being able to get rid of that constricting shirt and skin tight pants. Beca was almost certain that she was losing circulation in her hands and feet with the amount of violent throbbing underneath the material.
Keeping the loose and somewhat still perfectly curled pieces of hair, she put her hair into a high ponytail and threw on a dark green, long sleeve under armour warm up shirt, reading 'Mitchell' on the back along with the number 8 and on the front, 'Knights' in a mild yellow.
"Are you ready?" Beca was in the middle of wiping off some extra makeup and eyeliner with a q-tip when Emily came up behind to fix her hair in the mirror Beca was also using. When she saw them at her makeup was fixed and no smudges were under her eyes, she threw the tip away and faves the younger girl, leaning her body on the sink with crosses arms.
"Duh." Beca simply said, as if it was a stupid question to ask. She basically was thinking about this game since open gym when they first got the winter schedule. "This school is not to be taken lightly though. I've played multiple games against their star point guard and hands down is the fastest girl I've ever played against."
She hasn't really told anybody except for her dad and Stacie but Beca has actually done a lot more than just play against the point guard with what her mouth can remember. Rachel was her name and well, let's just say they weren't dating but what they had was definitely something. She was actually the first girl Beca felt legit feelings for, that was until she got stabbed in the back with a chef's blade by the girl and ruined everything.
But that was old news and it didn't matter anymore. All Beca cares about was winning.
And maybe running it in Rachel's face when they do but honestly that's it.
Beca saw Emily struggling with the side braid she was trying to put her bangs in and decided to have mercy and help the younger girl out. Swiping away her hand and gesturing over to an empty bench in the locker room so Beca could actually see the top of Emily's head even though she was clearly already on her tippy toes, she started re-braiding the hair as Emily sat patiently with her hands crossed on her lap.
"Thanks." Emily smile was wide, like it always was, and Beca could feel the stretch of her grin by the way her hair stretched out from her scalp. "And I think you're the fastest point guard in our division." Beca wanted to burst out in laughter as she was always taught to be humble and never a cocky player. Yeah, she was fast and Stacie always talked her up a big game and same with her previous coaches but honestly, she didn't always agree with the things they were saying.
"Kentucky is looking at you Beca."
"You can make division one in a snap of a finger."
"You're destined to get a full ride."
"All these college scouts came to watch you."
All of these things said about Beca were true but she couldn't get past the fact that there's a slight chance of rejection.
That's something she was terrified of and why she doesn't really talk much about the future or her playing abilities.
Finishing the braid, Beca reached out for the rubber band held in Emily's and and tied up the brain with the rest of her hair. She told Emily to go over to the mirror and see if she likes it and when she nodded fast in the reflection, Beca offered her a small smile.
"I mean it you know." Beca was already turning back to grab her Nike duffle bag and a ball to start warming up with her Dr. Dre headphones hanging from her neck to listen to her pregame music ritual. She stopped halfway to see Emily standing in the same position as before with a genuine smile on her mouth. This one, a little different from her usual cheesy , 'typical freshman' grins. "I know you might not think so but Beca…. you're hands down the greatest point guard I've seen and I even watch pro basketball!"
This actually made Beca chuckle as she finished grabbing her stuff from the bench. "Thanks Em." And Beca's gratitude was genuine and for once, she actually believed what her friend was telling her. "I know I've only seen you at a couple open gyms since we play different positions but kid, you are one hell of a center." Beca added as this was also true. Guess have giraffe legs has some benefits.
Emily's face glowed with joy and right now, her smile was just getting nauseating the longer Beca was staring at it so acting fast, Beca lifted up her headphones to her ears, pressing play on her phone, playing her latest mixes she conquered up the night before and grabbed a basketball from the basketball.
Seeing that Emily was also ready to head out and just on time to warm up with the rest of the team, "Let's go win ourselves a game."
Rule number one, never look at the crowd before a game if you want full and total control of your nerves and especially, the food you ate before this.
Beca tried to keep her eyes focused on the ball, hoop hell even the other team warming up. Boy did she try really fucking hard to avoid the stands at all costs but now, she had a whole fan base to look out for which then resulted in her psyching herself out at the amount of fans that filled up the school's bleachers. Never, and she means never, has she had so many students from her school and the opposing school, parents and just regular fans at a basketball event of hers.
And she even made it to Regionals one year and even then, there was a third of how many students were in Barden's gymnasium right now.
Since she was already looking up at the restless fans who some were dancing to the warm up music blaring on the gyms speakers connected to the ceiling, some stuffing their faces with popcorn, she finally caught a glimpse of the flaming head of red hair walking up the stands to sit next to her mom, dad, Aubrey and Stacie, wearing one of Beca's spirit pack hoodies with her number and last name on the back. Her heart hurt at the sight and she felt the need to run up those mountains of stairs and past all those monkeys they call fans and kiss the living daylights out of her girlfriend. Of course, she couldn't do that as her coach yelled for his players to get off the court and meet him at the bench of seats lined up on their side of the court to go over some plays before the game started so, she went with a simple wave over to her girlfriend when they locked eyes in the distance and received a blown kiss in return.
The other team was warming up doing layups as Beca tried to study her opponents movements to spot their weaknesses. Overall, they were a solid team shooting wise, defensively they had some speed and with the help of some amazon girls, it was going to be a tough one for Barden to get their shots in.
As Beca caught the ball to warm up with some free throws, she caught a glimpse of a familiar looking face running down the court to chase after a lose ball. Picking up the ball and getting ready to hand it to her, Beca was met with a some what old friend of her's.
"Thanks Beca." Rachel and that oh so familiar smirk that was Beca's kryptonite hit her and hit her full blast as she tossed the ball back to the blonde and watched her dribble away with an extra sway of the hips. Once Beca finally snapped out of it when a ball bounced into her knee, she knew warming up was a lot more important rather than thinking about a ghost from the past.
Tonight's game, well, it's going to be one for the books that's for sure.
Meanwhile…..
"Wipe your face Beale." Stacie said as she stuffed some popcorn she bought from the concession stand outside of the gym into her mouth. "You're pretty cute but drooling over Beca isn't even attractive on you."
Proceeding to flip Stacie off with a side smirk, Chloe kept her stare on Beca down at the court who had her hands placed on her hips as she listened closely to what her coach was ranting about as he drew on a white board. All Chloe could make out was a bunch of arrows everywhere and circles so really, it made absolutely no sense but her main focus was how ridiculously sexy looked in a basketball uniform. Her arms were surprisingly toned as she removed the long sleeve warm up over her head and immediately, Chloe was slapped in the face with her back muscles through that silky material. It was also super adorable how the shorts seemed to almost be too big and made her legs look even smaller than they already were.
"The other team looks pretty good." Aubrey commented when she saw the other team do some drill where two members from the team would sprint up to the three point line and shoot a jump shot and so happened to make them back, to back, to back with swishes guaranteed almost every time.
"Westview was actually a school Beca and Stacie were registered to attend before moving to Atlanta." Warren informed with a nod from Stacie. "Beca wanted to go there for basketball after hearing their record and thought it'd be a good school to be at especially with the amount of state rings they won. It wasn't until she had some major drama that ruined her plans and she wanted nothing to do with the team or school."
Stacie snickered at this, continuing to stuff her face with popcorn while Aubrey occasionally wiped a messed kernel off the corner of her mouth. "I can't blame Beca for not wanting to step foot in Westview after what happened. Her ex girlfriend sure pulled one hell of a dick move."
"Wait what?" Chloe quickly interrupted.
Okay, Chloe was definitely not paying attention to anything Warren or Stacie were saying as her main focus was on her girlfriend but Beca could be naked on the court and still Chloe would've heard the mention of an ex girlfriend from miles away. This information was shocking to Chloe. Beca has never mentioned anything about past relationships and the only one she briefly talked about was in middle school. Never has she said anything about a high school girlfriend and never did she say she dated other girls before Chloe.
"Did you say ex girlfriend?" Ew, the words even tasted as bad as they sounded coming out from her mouth. Hopefully, and she crossed her fingers that she just misheard Stacie.
Stacie glanced at Aubrey for a second, probably sending her signals with her eyes to change the topic before an angry redhead makes a scene in front of the entire student section in the gym.
"Oh don't give me that look." Aubrey sternly said, keeping her ground under Stacie's glare. "Explain."
Groaning, Stacie sat up straight and put the bag of popcorn on the side. Warren and Tina just watched amused next to the girls.
"Okay, they weren't technically 'girlfriends,'" Stacie curled her fingers for air quotes. "They had a fling the summer of junior year and throughout the fall. It wasn't until the start of basketball season when we were playing against Westview and everything just flipped up side down on them."
"Wait she plays on the team?" Great. Not only is it an ex girlfriend Chloe has to worry about but now, Beca is playing against her at this very moment? Things could not get worse.
"Yeah, she's number 12." With this new information, Chloe made no hesitation to stand up and search the court for the number and more importantly, Beca's ex girlfriend. "Starting senior point guard."
Chloe really shouldn't of jinxed herself when she said it couldn't get worse because right when she found a semi tall blonde with long, perfect hair she'd usually die for and a body toned in every place possible, this whole situation just hit rock bottom.
"Green doesn't suit you well Red." Stacie said even though Chloe could care less about the insult and more so about that fact that one, Beca's ex is disappointingly hot, two, she is playing against her tonight and three, why the hell didn't Beca mention her before?!
"Oh wow. Who knew Beca had such a way with the ladies Warren."
Chloe wanted to say, "Um maybe you would know if you didn't turn into a drug head and abandon Beca when she was younger" but bit her tongue not to. She knew why Tina did what she did but she was angry, emotional because any conflict makes her this way, and maybe even a little jealous-though she'd never admit to it, so it was making her sassy. Word vomit out the mouth with something mean isn't something she would like to happen.
"You have nothing to worry about." Warren assured, leaning over Stacie and Aubrey to grip at Chloe's wrist, giving the area a gentle squeeze. "Rachel wasn't anything big. I didn't even know about it until I forced Beca to tell me why all of a sudden she wanted to change schools."
Rachel. God, she sounds like a bitch. "I just don't understand why Beca didn't mention anything before. She seemed normal when talking about this game, like it was just some rival school that she had played before. We always talk about our past relationships, why not tell me about this?" The hurt in Chloe's voice showed through the softness in volume as it was barely audible.
"You know how Beca is Chlo." Aubrey put her hand on Chloe's lap for sympathy. "Just, ask her about it later. Honestly, you are the apple in Beca's eye. There has to be a reason why it's never came up."
Before Chloe could respond, the buzzer rang through the scoreboard showing it was about time for the game to start. Giving Aubrey a small smile and appreciating the reassuring words, Chloe set all her emotions and thoughts about this Rachel chick to the side and put on her best supporting face for Beca, cheering loudly as her girlfriend's name was announced through the speakers for a starter because this night was about her and like hell she wasn't going to let anything ruin it.
"Time out!"
The coach yelled to the refs running along the side once Beca got the ball back from a teammate throwing it in. The score was tied, 88-88 and had a little over a minute left in the fourth quarter.
Westview's team was just like Beca remembered them as even though she prayed that somewhere in the years, they'd progressively get worse. But nope, Rachel was still almost too quick for Beca to guard once they went into man and don't even get her started about the 6'2 freshman that was now on their team and was blocking majority of Barden's shots. There wasn't much time left and though they held their opponents at a tied score literally the whole game or even a basket behind, anything could happen with the skill Beca knows Westview has pent up.
Running off the court as the sitting players moved off the seats for all the ones currently playing, Beca took a seat next to Emily as their coach kneeled down in front of them with a white board.
"Okay guys here's the plan." The coach said, drawing up some arrows on the whiteboard.
Beca reached for her water bottle underneath the chair and wiped away the layer of dripping sweat from her forehead with the neck area of her jersey. She could hear her family, mostly Chloe, cheering from the stands under all the other screams from fans and tried to take the energy from them into this last minute of the game because she needed it. Her legs were cramping from trying to catch up to Rachel all night long, she could barely breathe without coughing and she is almost positive that she twisted her ankle shooting a layup at one point.
"Emily, you need to be stronger with their center." The coach circled a triangle on the board and Beca assumed it was Emily under the hoop. "She is a big girl and truthfully, a lot stronger than you." A frown appeared under the heavy pants coming from Emily's mouth. "But I think you're a better shooter. Hell, a great shooter!" And then her smile was back and all Beca could do was agree. "And knowing that, this is what we are going to. Beca," He shifted his body, now facing Beca who had her elbows on the top of her thighs and leaning over to catch her breath. "Their point is probably the fastest player I've seen in this conference-"
"She's also my ex fling thing who now that I think about it, should've probably mentioned it to my girlfriend." Beca thought to herself as she lifted her eyes for a split second. She immediately regretted her decision when she saw Rachel in a group huddle, hand on her hip while the other was squirting water into her mouth as she stared at Beca from the other side of the court with that stupid smirk plastered on her face. Quickly before it was obvious, Beca gave her attention back to her coach.
"But again, I think you're faster. I don't need fast though, I need stall. They're expecting you to shoot because of your twenty three points made already this game so instead of giving them what they expect, I want you to first stall as long as possible, run the time on the clock. Then draw in their center by faking a layup. With their center now guarding you, Emily will be open and when she is, I want you to give her a bounce pass behind the back for a clean open shot."
Beca listened carefully and couldn't help but be a little hesitant with the plan, knowing Emily was brand new to the high school experience with basketball, especially going up against a team like Westview but had all faith that Emily could do it. Basically everyday after school, Beca and her would go shoot before open gym and there, Beca could barely even get close to the hoop without Emily swatting her. Plus, when her coach mentioned Emily being a great shooter wasn't something shocking to Beca. She already found that out with their multiple one on one games that the girl was a hell of a shooter and was deceivingly fast for her height.
With knowing this, Beca shook her head in agreeance before standing up from the seat. The team ended their huddle, yelling Knights before running out to the court but before Emily assumed her position down under the hoop, Beca grabbed her arm stopping her before she could do so. "Hey-" Beca said slowly, noticing the nervousness by the worried smile Emily have her. "This plan is going to work." Beca assured, gently squeezing Emily's arm to prove her point and maybe ease the nerves off a little. "There's no one I'd rather have out there than you Em. Relax. We got this."
This time, after exhaling a very intense and heavy breath, Emily gave a full genuine smile to Beca. She nodded her head and ran down to the court and stood next to the other center who now that Beca has a good chance to look, really just towers over the freshman.
Beca jogged over to other side of the court where her teammate was waiting to through in the ball to start the last minute.
"Look good play good baby! You got this!" Beca heard from the stands and without even looking, knew it was Chloe since it was something she always told the redhead before a day of cheer. She smiled to herself with a chuckle, the added warmth in her body helped lift the shakiness in her limbs and she got in place to catch the ball.
Dribbling, she glanced up at the scoreboard and noticed the time counting down and made sure to stall as long as she could. Luckily, Westview's man defense wasn't as good as their zone so Beca had the whole half court to walk down to waste some time.
"Long time no see babe." As soon as Beca stepped on the half court line, Rachel ran up to guard her as she spoke softly under her breath. "You look good. I might even think you're better than me."
"That's not what you said when you stole that scholarship away from me." Beca responds with a hiss, dribbling the ball away from Rachel and in between her legs to avoid her from stealing it. She glanced up at the clock again and saw it at thirty five seconds. "Wrong time to be humble."
"That wasn't me and you know it Beca." Despite the monstrous yelling from her coaches to steal the ball, Rachel kept her athletic position while still occasionally trying to steal but missing when Beca switched hands or bounced it between her legs. "My dad basically forced me to go after this school and if it was given to you, he threatened to not pay for my tuition. I felt terrible lying to you especially with what we had between us but I knew you'd have multiple other schools looking at you. You're great player Beca."
Looking up again, there was only twenty seconds left and knew her stalling was done. Beca met Rachel's eyes again, this time as she looked they more sad than her usual cocky glaze they're covered with and scoffed in her face. "Good luck with everything Rachel." And then with a sharp jab to the right and making it seem like she was sprinting that way, Beca quickly pulled back to sprint to the left and being successful, broke Rachel's ankles to be guard free.
Just like her coach told her, she drove into the hoop, avoiding all the other attempts from the opposing team to steal the ball and drew out the center who was currently boxing out Emily. Lining up to jump for a lay up, Beca was midway through the air when out of the corner of her eye, she saw Emily free as a bird and decided now was the best time. She hooked the fake shot behind her back to bounce a perfect pass to Emily and as she ran straight into the other team's center, Emily jumped up to shoot while the timer rang through the gym and the ball fell perfectly through the hoop's net.
Everything was muffled after that and all Beca saw next was a storm of students charging the court, cheering boisterous nonsense and her coach jumping up and down with so much excitement that he even broke the whiteboard on top of his knee. Emily was piled with fans and Beca was even sure the freshman was crying tears of joy with all the attention and no doubt extra adrenaline from the nail bitter of a game they just endured.
As the freshman was getting congratulations and hugs left and right from students, her parents and even Benji, she met eyes with Beca and threw up both thumbs with the cheesiest grin Beca has ever seen on a human face. Embarrassed, Beca rolled her eyes and mirrored the action with her right hand but quickly put her thumb down before anyone could notice.
What happened next was something that took her completely off guard as she was picked up by the waist a spin in circles by the only giant would could do that in the first place. "Put me down Stacie!" Beca ordered but was laughing as her friend continued and made no effort in putting the smaller girl down.
"I'm so proud of you!" Stacie squealed in high pitch and finally dropped Beca on the tile-thankfully because she was sure any longer she'd yack all over the court.
"Good job hobbit." Aubrey said with that stupid fucking nickname that Beca absolutely despises but couldn't help but smirk when the blonde opened her arms to give a proud hug.
"You did so good have even more talent than I ever imagined. I'm so sorry I wasn't there to see you grow into such an amazing player." Beca now faced her mom who still looked hesitant with coming in close distance with Beca. With all the happy vibes and jittery winning feeling currently swimming through her veins, she could care less about the past and her relationship with her mom and couldn't stop herself before to was in her mom's arms, giving her tight and loving hug. Not a second wasted, Beca's mom squeezed around her daughter's tiny frame, nuzzling her face in Beca's neck and allowing a few tears to fall onto her shoulder.
Beca gave this interaction a moment before breaking away and controlling the emotions in her body as it felt so good to finally be able to hug her mom after so many years apart. It was something that she always loved when she was younger and to this very day, nothing has changed.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a head full of flaming red hair, holding a teddy bear dressed in a Barden's basketball uniform in one hand while the other held a series of beautifully bloomed roses that from the distance Beca was at looked fake. Not being able to contain the smile any longer, Beca jogged to the sideline where her girlfriend was and have the redhead no time before she crashed their mouths together in a passionate kiss.
"The roses!" Chloe giggled in a hurry against Beca's lips and only feeling Beca smirk in response as she felt the curve of her lips heighten.
"Fuck the roses." Beca whispered under her breath into Chloe's mouth, hooking her hand behind the redhead's neck. "I need my victory kisses." And then she connected their lips together again, shutting her girlfriend up when her tongue swiped the bottom of the Chloe's lip and was granted access instantly.
Chloe gave it some time, undeniably enjoying the electric feeling Beca was currently buzzing through her body every time her tongue swiped over her's in such a hungry manner. Finally though, after not getting too carried away into the make out session, Chloe broke the kiss with one last soft peck to Beca's slightly swollen lips.
"Oh you don't want these?" Chloe lifted up the bouquet of roses with an amused, teasing smirk.
Beca glanced down at the item, offering a sheepish smile, not really knowing how to say what she was about to say. "I really love the gift Chlo, like a lot…. but you know I don't like flowers."Beca cautiously said, not wanting to offend her girlfriend because she still greatly appreciated the thought of the gifts. They still made her heart all fuzzy but flowers, they just were not appealing to Beca's eyes.
"Who said these were flowers?"
Beca lifted an eyebrow confused as she watched Chloe pull one of the roses out and hand it to Beca. Taking the offered piece, Beca soon realized that they were in fact not real roses and instead, a cherry chocolate rose look a like on an eatable stem.
"Oh my god." Beca knew the flowers looked fake from the distance but couldn't tell up close. "I fucking love you." She said with a smile, shaking her head at the chocolate rose in her hand.
"And here you thought I forgot about your dislike for flowers to which I'll never understand." Chloe watched Beca take a nibble out of the rose and roll her eyes up to the ceiling in delicious pleasure.
"Because chocolate is so much better than a plant." Beca responded in between chews, making Chloe giggled at the cuteness her girlfriend was overflowing with.
"You'll get your other victory gift tonight." Beca's breathing hitched, taking a nibble out of the chocolate rose and feeling the ray of power burning into the side of her head from Chloe's seductive eyes. Then, Beca felt Chloe lean in, just enough her lips brushed the shell of the brunette's ear and every last hair on her body stood up instantly. "Let's just say you'll be eating more than just chocolate."
If Beca had any coherent thought before this, it was all thrown out the window now with how coquettish Chloe made one simple sentence sound. Beca shook her head laughing when Chloe backed away and returned to a normal distance. "You're going to be the death of me Beale."
"You can't die, I'd miss you too much." Chloe reached for the closest hand of Beca's, connecting their fingers together. "I'm super proud of you Beca. You did amazing." Chloe said and though Beca has heard it a million times through the past five minutes, it didn't feel as good as it did when she heard it come out from Chloe.
"Can I talk to you about something?" Chloe asked after a few moments of silence between them.
Beca's attention perked up at the shift in behavior from her girlfriend. She was about to respond to Chloe with her mouth open until, another body came up to them, stopping her before she could get any words out.
Beca turned to face the new guess her and Chloe had and froze immediately when she saw who it was. "Rachel? What do you want?"
This chapter took SO long to write because I was so into the whole basketball game that it amped me up lol XD
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