Chloe's pov
Beca still kept disappearing after school. By the time I got to the parking lot, I could just see Beca riding into the distance . She still kept spacing out in lessons, more often actually, and I just kept wondering what she was thinking about instead of listening to the teacher which resulted in a lot of after school note taking sessions which although sound boring could always be made bearable with fat Amy's antics and Stacy's sexy escapades. All in all, I barely got anything done but I started get closer to my friends which I didn't think possible yet it was since I was always focused on learning about others rather than focusing on my friends. But Beca... There was just something about her that wouldn't let me get away from her. Sometimes when I felt myself slipping away elsewhere all it took was one look into those eyes and I was back. But was always searching for more, more contact, more talking but only with Beca. It was weird. The only times we really had the chance to talk was in our music lessons on Mondays and Fridays. She was really talented. Perfect sense of rhythm. Beautiful voice and her instrumental skills were also top of the notch. Her and Aubrey got on really well not surprisingly. Mixing Aubrey's leadership skills and Beca's musical expertise.
We were soon becoming the best group in the class but even though singing and Music was a big part of my life, I was just happy I had that chance to talk to Beca. Conversations weren't one sided. She wasn't afraid to talk to me but our conversations where mainly. ..about little nothings. Nothing deep ,nothing personal. The most personal thing I had learnt from her was that she is lactose intolerant but other than that it was just casual. Little sarcastic comments and jokes, puns, innuendos , everything really. I was surprised by how easily she could make me laugh. Not even fat Amy did it so quick and she says some crazy stuff.
Beca mostly remained a mystery to me. She wasn't a stranger but she wasn't close either and it truly hurt a bit that she wasn't willing to open up to me. I wouldn't her if that's what she's afraid of happening. But she needs to hear it from me to believe it and no such chance had arrived yet. I just felt like it had to be some sort of personal moment where she opened up to me and then I would just be their like. ..
I would never hurt you Beca.
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Still Chloe's pov
Today would be Beca's first lesson of physical education as her foot had finally healed. I must confess that I did partly watch her get unchanged but then again a lot of people did too. Her body was beautifully toned but what slightly worried me was the scar running across the left side of her ribcage and another near her stomach. The scars had healed but how did they come to be? I decided to let it go for now .
We jogged outside to where we were meeting on the field. The boys were putting on their practice jerseys for what looked to be American Football and I saw Beca talking to their coach and then walk over to put on a jersey too. I had no idea what was going on. Surely she should be with us. I looked at Aubrey questioningly who just smiled at me. By now all the girls were Watching and the female P.E teacher too. Beca was on Toms team. They had gotten pretty close and Tom had broken up with me apologising to me for being a dick and saying that he knew that I didn't want to be with him anymore and that he knew he had changed and wanted to make things right. Standard stuff really. I was relieved. ..that I wasn't with him and that he knew why it messed up. Continuing. ..
Beca was playing receiver. And Tom was running back. Both pretty important players but then again the whole team was important, they couldn't s ore without the defenders, and the defenders well they wouldn't have anyone to defend.
Unicycle snapped the ball to Donald who threw the ball to Beca. She caught it, jumping in the air to do so whilst keeping it from defenders, she swerved, she spun and she ran. She was quick as always as she managed to run past the safety and score a touchdown. I was impressed. And that's how their practice game continued . Tom running and scoring with the help of defenders and Beca catching and running with defenders fending off people? They held the other team scoreless. During the last drive, Bumper ran right at her crashing into her side and pushing her into the bleachers where she hit her head on he metal seats. I gasped but thanked god for the helmets when I saw her stand up and dance about. Turns out she had thrown the ball last minute to Jesse who caught it right in he end zone. TOUCHDOWN!
The winning team joined together in a tight circle and started to sing a little rendition of 'we are the champions'.
I've paid my dues
Time after time.
I've done my sentence
But committed no crime.
And bad mistakes ‒
I've made a few.
I've had my share of sand kicked in my face
But I've come through.
(And I need just go on and on, and on, and on)
We are the champions, my friends,
And we'll keep on fighting 'til the end.
We are the champions.
We are the champions.
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions of the world.
I've taken my bows
And my curtain calls
You brought me fame and fortune and everything that goes with it
I thank you all
But it's been no bed of roses,
No pleasure cruise.
I consider it a challenge before the whole human race
And I ain't gonna lose.
(And I need just go on and on, and on, and on)
We are the champions, my friends,
And we'll keep on fighting 'til the end.
We are the champions.
We are the champions.
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions of the world.
We are the champions, my friends,
And we'll keep on fighting 'til the end.
We are the champions.
We are the champions.
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions.
It sounded surprisingly good. Beca's voice a bit louder than normal trying to be loud enough to be heard over the boys. As always whenever she sung, whether it was alone or not, she sounded good. Another thing to ask Beca when and if we ever got any closer...how was she so good at singing and if there's a reason why she loves it so much?
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We walked back into the changing rooms. The lesson had ended and it was now time to go home. I once again watched her as she got changed, cringing slightly as I saw the scars. She grabbed her Bags and power walked to the car park as I followed sneakily behind her, unseen.
As always, she hopped onto her motorbike, started the engine and rode off, I followed, keen on finally finding out where the hell she could possibly go and if I accidentally stalked her to her house it would still be worth it. Yet I saw her take a sharp right turn into the forest where I saw a long gravel type winding road heading to god knows where.
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Beca's pov
I was in high spirits today. It was my first lesson of P.E and as long as I got to show off in front of Chloe then I was happy and that's exactly what I did. The only thing that bugged me was the fact that she saw my scars and that made me feel self conscious. Yet I also knew it would one day be a topic that would come up in one of our conversations and that was a whole lot worse. I never like explaining why I have them and I know if I do so , I would give all of me to her ...even though I'm way past the point of no return , she's not aware of that though.
I sped up wanting to get to the house as quickly as I could. Today would be the day I would actually go inside. So far I had only ventured into the back yard and done some small work on the outside look of the house and made the garden a garden not a forest, I left the trees but got rid of overgrown, ugly bushes, done some deweeding. All in all, I made it not so horrifying to look at and to walk through. Like my mind. That's what the garden was like, or how it used to be.
As I got rid of the bushes I was getting rid of unnecessary thoughts, things that I didn't need anymore in my brain, freeing space, sort of like unclogging my mind. Making it less complicated. When I was taking care of the weeds it was like...pulling away bad habits or taking that terribly heavy weight of your shoulders, letting go. But I kept the trees because the trees were the good parts, the parts that mattered. And their was one sapling growing that I left too Beca it was symbolising that some new important thing or person would come into my life.
As I got to the house , I hesitated. No I wouldn't go in today. Going in would be going really deep into my brain, for now let's do the little things. The things that shouldn't really matter but do to me because you are made up of little things that become one big thing so I should perfect the little things first.
I clambers up onto the roof and start strengthening it, I start strengthening my mentality. As I work on the roof. I cry. I let myself cry. Not quiet crying. Loud crying cause no one will hear me. This place is too distant. And that makes me think. No matter how good I make this house, how good I make myself, I will always be distant. I sing to ease the pain. That's What I do. And always will do. Because music is a tree and so is pain...and Chloe is the sapling.
Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me
But bear this in mind, it was meant to be
And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks
And it all makes sense to me...
I know you've never loved the crinkles by your eyes when you smile
You've never loved your stomach or your thighs, the dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine
But I'll love them endlessly
I won't let these little things
Slip out of my mouth
But if I do
It's you
Oh it's you
They add up to
I'm in love with you
And all these little things
You can't go to bed without a cup of tea
And maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep
And all those conversations are the secrets that I keep
Though it makes no sense to me
I know you've never loved the sound of your voice on tape
You never want to know how much you weigh, you still have to squeeze into your jeans
But you're perfect to me
I won't let these little things
Slip out of my mouth
But if it's true
It's you
It's you
They add up to
I'm in love with you
And all these little things
You'll never love yourself half as much as I love you
And you'll never treat yourself right darlin' but I want you to
If I let you know I'm here for you
Maybe you'll love yourself like I love you, oh
I've just let these little things
Slip out of my mouth
'Cause it's you
Oh it's you
It's you they add up to
And I'm in love with you
And all these little things
I won't let these little things
Slip out of my mouth
But if it's true
It's you
It's you
They add up to
I'm in love with you
And all your little things
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I'm sure you know the songs in this one. At the end this one personally went on an emotional roller coaster for me and sorry for any mistakes and apologies if you don't e joy this chapter as much as the others. It was done In a hurry since I sort of found a direction in which this story will be heading thanks to a message someone sent me. You know who you are 3 . So there will be stuff like fillers...eg the sports in this one ect, thoughts lots of thoughts, and we'll the house we are gonna focus on the house. No more spoilers.
I don't own pitch perfect or any of its characters nor the songs featured in this fanfiction
Thanks for keeping with me
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