Age Is Just a Number

Chapter 8: Someone can't hold their alcohol

"Oh come on, I wasn't flirting." Beca had her phone held between her ear and her shoulder as she was busy tuning her guitar whilst she was sitting on her bed.

"You totally were, I know your flirty smile." Beca rolled her eyes. Chloe had called her that evening when she returned home from school to call her out on her apparent 'flirting' with Stacie.

"Would you chill out, Chlo?" Beca sighed before plucking a string on her guitar, checking to see if it sounded correct.

"I'm only messing with you." Chloe laughed down the line and Beca just furrowed her brow. "But I did totally think you were flirting with her at first."

"Did you now?" Beca challenged rather distractedly as she continued to pluck on a few more of her strings.

"You think she's hot though right?"

Beca once again rolled her eyes. "Oh, yeah she's getting me sooooo hot right now." She deadpanned.

The redhead laughed which made Beca smile. "What're you doing anyway?" The brunette heard her ask, along with the little voice of Hailee in the background.

"Oh you know, just touching myself over Stacie." She joked in return and Chloe couldn't help but giggle at her.

"You're such an idiot. Wow you really don't have a filter do you?"

"Not at all but I'm sure you love it baby." Beca smirked as she placed her guitar beside her on the bed.

At the other end of the line, Chloe was smiling like an idiot as a warm fuzzy feeling spread around her body at Beca calling her 'baby'.

Beca was just about to open her mouth again when a scream from out in the hallway cut her off. "What the fuck?"

"What was that?" Chloe was just as surprised as Beca once she heard the sudden shriek down the phone.

"Well the only other person home is Emily. Hold on till I see what the hell she's doing." Beca set her phone down on her bed without hanging it up before heading out into the hallway. "What the hell are you screaming at?" The teenager asked as she took sight of the back of Emily who was standing in the bathroom doorway.

Emily didn't answer and Beca approached her from behind to see what was going on. "Look." The younger girl finally spoke once her sister came up to her and pointed to the bathroom floor where there was a huge spider.

"Holy shit." Beca jumped back slightly but Emily grabbed her arm.

"You have to kill it." Emily pleaded, tightening her grip on the shorter girl's arm.

"I'm not going near that, look at the size of its legs!" Beca protested as she shook her arm out of Emily's grip before just staring down at the creature on the floor.

"Oh so you lose the bad ass front now?"

"Shut up! You know I hate spiders." Beca hit Emily's arm and screwed up her face at the spider that they believed was just taunting them. They must've looked like some sight, both of them grabbing onto each other in the doorway whilst a spider that wasn't even the size of their hand was the reason they couldn't go in. "Why do I have to kill it? You do it."

"Because you're the oldest."

"You're taller."

"That makes no sense."

"Neither does me being older, spider killing isn't like an R-rated business." Beca deadpanned, looking up at her younger sister who just gave her pleading eyes in return. "Ugh fine...give me your shoe."

Emily gladly slipped one of her shoes off and handed it to the older girl. "Here."

Beca slowly entered the bathroom with the shoe in her hand. "I'm gonna smack that little bitch into the ground." She muttered. It was obvious someone had something against spiders.