Chloe's POV
It's now lunch and neither me or Aubrey have seen Stacie nor Beca all day. "Maybe they're on the roof?" Aubrey shrugs.
I hum while we walk toward to stairs, once we get onto the roof we freeze seeing Stacie and Beca laughing while smoking weed, laying on their backs looking at the sky. "So he threw you down the stairs?" Stacie asks.
"Yeah, mind you I was 8. He was like 26, my Mom was like 24, it took me 2 years to tell my Mom he was abusing me and then her last boyfriend fucking groped my boobs! I was 12, like what the fuck?"
Beca laughs and so does Stacie. "Yeah I see why you're pissed about her having another boyfriend. I would be too." Stacie says and grabs Beca's boob making her laugh and scream at the same time while slapping the girls stomach. "Why do you wear so much eyeliner?""Why do you fuck so many guys?"
"Because I like it, I also fuck girls if you wanna go."
Beca sends the taller girl a weird look. "And catch an STD? No thank you." Stacie reaches over and slaps Beca's forehead while they both laugh way too much. "What's your biggest secret?"
"I don't just like guys, I like girls too. What about you?"
"I'm autistic, not like severely. I just struggle with a lot of learning things and I have hyper fixations on certain things like music, art and sport. It's all I do in my free time."
Stacie hums. "Is that why you don't do any work in class?"
"Yeah, I refused to let my Mom tell them I'm autistic so they don't know there's a reason I don't understand as well as others, they just think I'm super dumb."
"Is there something that helps you learn?" I ask and Beca's head snaps to me. "I can help, I'm an A* student in everything."
"I'm a physical learner, I need to be able to see or feel what I'm learning about. It helps me memorise everything."
I nod throwing the joint off the side of the roof making both girls gasp. "I can tutor you if you'd like?"
"That'd be cool."
"Starts after school, I'll meet you in the parking lot."
———I walk out into the parking lot to see Beca leaning against her truck, the brunette smiles seeing me. "Your place?" I ask and she nods opening the passenger door for me. "Charming."
Beca chuckles while getting in her side. "Side note my Mom had me at 15 so if she's home don't expect her to be mature because she's not."
———We walk into the house and Beca screams seeing her Mom and some guy making out on the stairs, her Mother turns around with a nervous giggle. "Uh we didn't notice the time."
Beca hums. "Yeah well make sure your pervy boyfriend doesn't come onto my floor, Chloe's tutoring me."
"Bec, he's not like the others. Cmon, give him a chance."
I give Beca's Mom a small smile as Beca walks upstairs. "Hi, I'm Chloe. It's nice to meet you." I say before following Beca up to the third floor. "You said 'your floor' is this whole level yours?"
"Yep, I have a bedroom, living room, music room and art room up here." She says leading me into the living room.
I smile seeing a wall covered in a mural of a bunch of buildings with some splashes of colours, another wall has a blue eye painted in the middle of it with a bunch of random words spray painted around it, the third wall has an old red mustang at the Grand Canyon and the final wall just has a bunch of different styled graffiti writing.
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The new girl - Bechloe
Fanfic⚠️Trigger Warning: This may contain topics of suicide, violence, SA, mental health, self harm and more!⚠️ I understand that a lot of people don't want to read stuff like that/include it in their story's but in my case I have struggled with my menta...