"Hey, yeah, hi. So my name is Beca and I'm going to sing a song. And I know I'm awful at guitar, but just deal with it anyways." Chloe couldn't help but grin as her girlfriend awkwardly stammered into the microphone. Public singing was no problem for her, but it was obvious that public speaking was another matter.
"This is called Hate to See Your Heart Break and it's by Paramore." Beca added before starting to strum at the guitar. The redhead across the café shot a look at her younger companion before turning her attention back to Beca.
There is not a single word in the whole world
That could describe the hurt
The dullest knife just sawing back and forth
And ripping through the softest skin there ever was
How were you to know?
Oh, how were you to know?
"She's great, isn't she?" Chloe whispered, turning her electric blue eyes towards Jaiden once again. The 18 year old nodded a bit, eyes fixed on her older sister.
And I, I hate to see your heart break
I hate to see your eyes get darker as they close
But I've been there before
And I, I hate to see your heart break
I hate to see your eyes get darker as they close
But I've been there before
"Let me guess, she's a part of the little singing group you wanted me to join?" Jaiden asked quietly, finally pulling her eyes away from the small stage and focusing them on the redhead. Chloe nodded sheepishly.
"She was our main soloist at the championships last year. Absolutely killed it."
"Sorry to break it to you, but singing wasn't really something that was passed along to me. Plus you're plan to get us in a club together is really obvious." Jaiden muttered, turning her attention back towards Beca. The tiny brunette was just starting towards the bridge of her song.
For all the air that's in your lungs
For all the joy that is to come
For all the things that you're alive to feel
Just let the pain remind you hearts can heal
Oh, how were you to know?
Oh, how were you to know?
And I, I hate to see your heart break
I hate to see your eyes get darker as they close
But I've been there before
And I, I hate to see your heart break
I hate to see your eyes get darker as they close
But I've been there before
Beca's song ended and she was met with a round of applause from the entire café. Chloe, who was clapping exceptionally loud, stood up and ran across the room to meet Beca as soon as she had stepped down. Jaiden stayed put at their table, taking another sip off her lukewarm coffee.
"You were so great!" Chloe squealed, throwing her arms around her girlfriend and nearly knocking the guitar out of her hands. Beca arched an eyebrow in confusion.
"I thought you were busy?" The musician asked. Chloe grinned mischievously and shrugged.
"I kinda figured you'd be here so I kinda thought maybe I'd bring Jaiden." Beca's eyes widened and immediately started scanning the room. She found her sister sitting in the back after a few seconds and then looked back towards Chloe.
"I can't believe you. How the hell did you manage that?" Beca demanded. Chloe frowned at the tone in the shorter girl's voice.
"Excuse me, I thought you wanted to fix things with her? All I had to do was ask her out for coffee."
"She's just going to be annoyed by this. She probably only stayed because you're…you. And you're hard to disappoint." Beca sighed, kneeling down and putting her guitar in its case. She quickly latched the hard shell and stood up. She found it a bit nerve wracking that her sister had heard her sing. What was almost more nerve wracking was the fact that she was still sitting back there. Chloe followed Beca's gaze, and was admittedly surprised that the freshman was still around.
"Maybe you should go talk to her. She obviously hasn't left for a reason, so it's not like she's dying to get away from you. Or she just wants to tell you that you suck at guitar." Chloe chuckled, nudging her anxious girlfriend towards her younger sibling. Beca hesitated before starting towards the back of the Starbucks.
Jaiden watched as her sister started to make her way over to her, although a bit unwillingly. Part of her wanted to get up and leave before she was forced to begin another uncomfortable conversation, but the nervous look on Beca's face was enough to tell her that they were both being forced into this. And somehow that made staying easier.
"Hi." Beca said quietly, finally arriving at the table. Jaiden glanced up at her and kicked the empty chair out with her foot.
"Hey." The older of the two sat down tentatively before setting her guitar down.
"Sorry about Chloe. She's kind of overbearing sometimes." Beca laughed anxiously. Jaiden looked across the room to find the redhead watching them with an excited smile plastered across her face.
"Yeah. Overbearing is a good word for it. You have a really nice voice." Jaiden stated before taking the last drink of her coffee. Beca tried to hide the tiny smile she was fighting and looked down at her lap.
"Wow, um, thank you. I used to remember you singing around the house a lot and I was always kind of jealous-"
"Woah, let's not mention that. I kind of told your girlfriend I can't sing so she wouldn't try to get me in the Barden Bells or whatever you guys call yourselves." Jaiden interrupted. Beca couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"Figures she'd do that." After Beca's reply, silence rested between the two sisters. Jaiden cleared her throat uncomfortably and then finally stood up.
"Well…goodbye." Jaiden muttered. She looked up and nodded at Chloe across the room before making her way out of the Starbucks. The moment she was out the door, Chloe raced over to her girlfriend.
"How did it go? What did she say? Did you two make up?" The redhead demanded. Beca sighed and ran her fingers through her hair.
"No, we didn't make up. She wasn't as abrasive though. She, um, she said I have a really nice voice." Beca started to smile again, but quickly hid it. The tiny action did not go unnoticed by her girlfriend.
"Well you do have a really nice voice. In fact, it's sexy. So let's get going." Chloe winked, taking a hold of Beca's hand. The tiny brunette smirked and followed her girlfriend out of the café, back to their dorm.