The new girl - Bechloe

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Chloe's POV

"Where's Mitchell then?" Stacie asks, standing behind Bree with her arms wrapped around the blondes waist and her chin resting on Aubrey's shoulder.

I shrug, hopping on the hood of whoever's car we're waiting at. "I called her on the way here, she didn't pick up but she's probably catching up on sleep, she's been super busy with work, school, soccer and everything lately."

Aubrey purses her lips. "Is she doing okay? Every time she actually shows up to school she looks so much skinnier and tired."

"I-I really don't know, every time we've seen each other she wears sweats and ends up falling asleep." I admit. "Every time I try to ask her about whatever is going on she just shuts me down."

"I'll try speaking to her at soccer... if she shows up anyway." Stacie says and I give her a small smile. "Ah speak of the devil."

I look over my shoulder to see Beca walking over, headphones on, baggy sweats and dark circles under her eyes. "Hey babe." She smiles, sliding her headphones around her neck and placing a small kiss on my lips.

"You look like shit." Jesse says earning a slap on the head from Stacie. "What!? She does!"

"Thanks Jess." Beca nods. "You know what I've found out today?" We all shake our heads. "Someone has been taking pictures of me in school and selling them to gossip magazines. Also telling them my every move." I frown tilting my head as if to say 'seriously?' "Crazy, right?"

"Very."
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We're now sitting at lunch just watching Beca push her food around. This is what happens every breakfast, lunch and dinner time. She just takes a couple of small bites and then says she's done.

None of us are saying anything because she is already agitated. People keep approaching her asking for photos or signatures and she's not in a good mood how it is.

Aubrey and I send each other a concerned look. "So Mitchell is the captain going to actually show up at training today?" Stacie asks, Beca stands up pushing her food into the middle of the table and walking away. "WELL ARE YOU!?"

Beca just flips her off, walking out of the cafeteria. "She is, she told me earlier." I tell Stacie who sighs and nods. "I'll try to speak to her tonight, see what's going on."
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Beca's POV

I groan missing another shot. "Mitchell! Get your head in the game!" Coach yells after me. "We have a game Friday and if you're going to play like this I might just have to bench you."

"Fuck this." I mutter walking away from the pitch ignoring the voices shouting after me. Once I get behind the bleachers I squat down and bury my head in my hands.

I'm thinking of possibly dropping out of school. I don't see the point in it anymore. I get snapped out of my thoughts hearing someone sitting down next to me. "So what's going on with you?" I hear Aubrey's familiar voice. "I know our 'friendship' or whatever is like very unserious but I'm worried about you."

"There's nothing to be worried about."

She lets out an unconvinced hum earning and eye roll from me. "It's pretty obvious you're loosing weight fast, you're not sleeping, you're not eating and it's pretty damn obvious that if you carry on you're gonna end up in hospital or dead." I shrug and Aubrey slaps the back of my head. "How about instead of only thinking of yourself, you think about your siblings. They need you to be there for them and you can't be 100% there if you are like this, quite frankly it's scary seeing you like this and I know if Dylan isn't already she'll start worrying about you too."

"I-I don't get what you want me to do."

"Tell me what's going on with you."

I shrug. "You know Sebastian hasn't come back? It's been two months... it's almost the end of November which means Christmas is soon and I doubt he'll be back by then."