"Beca, stop messing around! you can't be serious!"
You stared at him with wide and innocent eyes "I honestly have no clue who you're talking about...and to be honest that name i-"
"Beca...Chloe's the gi-" Jesse interrupted
"Ah! Ms. Mitchell! I see you're awake now!" The doctor walked into the room interrupting Jesse from his further explanations. It took a while for him to explain his reports and how you luckily received a minor contusion. He showed you some X-Rays and gave you a prescription to help if you had any migraines or things of that sort.
Jesse never really did get to tell you who Chloe was, and eventually that was pushed into the back of your mind.
When you got hit in the back of the head, your whole brain must've altered because your whole behavior changed towards...everything. Usually when you came home you threw your clothes on the floor or when you ate you'd leave the dishes in the sink without washing them. But, now everything was spotless and you'd freak out if you even saw one used plate on the kitchen table.
Your sarcastic comments came to a halt and it was replaced with a genuine affectionate attitude. You wore less makeup and shopped with your mom for more cutesy clothes rather than your dark apparel. Everything you did, was done with care and it was as if the real you was flipped inside out with the you that everyone was used to. It never occurred to you that the real you was hidden from everyone, because you didn't want to risk becoming emotionally damaged.
For some reason you felt like a huge weight had been lifted off of your shoulders ever since you went home from the hospital. You noticed the extra "pep in your step" and just felt really great about life in general. You were literally all smiles and even went to the club a couple of times without being forced.
It was New Years when you decided to go spend it at a well known club. Even though you couldn't drink that surely didn't mean you couldn't have fun. You were dancing rather wildly when you accidentally bumped into a girl. You whipped your head around to apologize but when you did she didn't even spare you another glance. Her hair was red and was a couple inches higher than her shoulders. You just stared at her as she walked by and you felt like...she reminded you of someone. You walked out of the club and pondered deeply "A middle school friend? A childhood bully? Damn, can't remember."
Thursday - The day you came back from New York - 1:13 AM
This must've probably been the greatest break you've ever had. Literally it was stress free and you couldn't have been happier. Every time you went to the club though, you were always handed numbers and given compliments. But those things never really interested you for some reason, you felt like you had your heart set on someone...but WHO? Maybe you just felt like you were waiting for the right person to pass along...who knows?
You dropped onto your bed and fished out that well known tattered notebook. Your creative side was coming out again...
I'm searching for someone...
But I don't know who
I wish I had some hints
But I haven't got a clue...
The next day - Friday - 9:13PM
It was a pleasant surprise when you were asked to come and spin for a nearby club, word on the block was that you were pretty awesome. So they thought they'd give you a try. As you walked into the club you wore a big smile as you went on and showed your talent. About 2 hours into your show you noticed a few of the Bella's and walked over to them.
You wore a big smile "Guys! What brings you here! I'm really happy to see you guys here!"
Amy interrupted before anyone else could speak " Beca, when do we ever pass up a weekend at the club? We're happy to see you though! You look bomb!"
"I feel bomb Amy!" You smiled but it faltered a little when you saw the rest of the girls. Stacie, Jessica and CR were staring at you, worry on their faces.
"You guys alright?" You asked worry evident in your tone
Stacie answered "Yeah, we're fine but Chl-"
"Hey guys!" Jessie chimed in appearing out of nowhere, you smiled at him at looked back at the girls "Ok, guys I'll talk to you later I have to head to the bathroom then get back to spinning!"
When you entered the bathroom the two stalls were occupied but that was okay, you didn't need to go anyway. As you were reapplying your makeup you happened to overhear the conversation going on between the two girls in the stall...
"Brey, you don't understand...she won't forgive me. I'm positive. Literally my life is crumbling out of the guilt I feel."
"She'll understand, Rel-"
"Brey, HOW THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSE TO RELAX!"
The sudden scream of the distressed girl startled you so much you dropped your mascara
"Shit!" You swore
Dead silence
You scurried to the floor to pick up the mascara and caught a glimpse of black stilettos
Those shoes look so...
"Hello? Is anyone there? Are you okay out there?"
You high tailed it out of there before they caught you eavesdropping in on their convo...
30 minutes passed and there was another break, but this time you decided to stay near the equipment. You got a proud feeling when you saw how hyped the people were over your mixes. It kind of warmed up your heart and you really liked that feeling. When you were on break you really liked socializing but watching people was even better. You loved to see the reactions on people's faces when they figured out what songs you mixed together or how well songs could blend together.
As you were looking around you saw Aubrey with the girls and you waved to all of them when they looked in your direction. Your eyes wandered a little more till you saw two people making out ferociously in the middle of the dance floor, grinding included. This was totally normal except for that fact that she too had red hair just like the one from the club back in New York. You don't know why, but this interest in red heads was really bizarre to you.
You ventured outside to walk around a bit and stare at the stars, what a beautiful night. In your opinion winter nights always felt the loveliest and most refreshing. There's just something about the smell of burning wood and fresh feel of bitter frost that makes you feel a little warmer inside.
Venturing back into the club, you must've lost your footing cause it sent you flying into that couple you saw making out before.
You were the first to get up "Ah, I'm so clumsy, sorry about that guys." You said not even bothering to actually look up at them before going back to spin. I mean, they're drunk they won't even notice you.
But they did notice you or rather the girl noticed you.
30 minutes later and you were on your break. And again you were scanning the crowd though this time your eyes stopped on that redhead you saw earlier and your breath hitched.
She was so beautiful
and also staring at you very intensely
Her intense staring was making your stomach flutter and you were becoming very nervous. You don't know why, but your heart was beating really rapidly and it felt a little too hot in the room.
She's seems all too familiar
Do you know her?...
Yes...?
Or Maybe no...
You can't remember...
Damn...