Hold Up, I Love You?

Twelve.

(Chloe's POV)

I walked around campus, using my map and schedule to try and find my way around. My professors all took my condition into account and have been giving me a lot of leeway on grades and getting lost, but I feel that it's all just becoming too much. I think I should just drop out or take a break and finish up once my memory comes back.
I gave up trying to find my class and began heading back to my apartment, and soon realized I couldn't remember how to get there either. I wandered aimlessly around campus, unsure of where to go, when I spotted the blue-eyed, alt girl I've come to know as my wife. I smiled and rushed after her, following her into a larger building.
I walked into what seemed to be a theatre of some sorts, "Beca!" I whispered behind her. Beca jumped and turned to face me. "Beca, what are you doing here?"

"We have Bella's rehearsals." Beca laughed. "I wrote it in on your schedule." I looked at my schedule, where I saw 'B.R. Aud.' which I now assume stands for Bella's rehearsals auditorium. But I never would have known that, I thought it was a class! Beca took my hand and pulled me into the stage with her, where I was met with Aubrey, and multiple other women. "Hey guys, so Chloe is having some amnesia problems... she... uh, she hit her head in a car accident." Beca lied. "She doesn't remember anything or anyone, so reintroduce yourselves, be nice, and be patient."

I waved at everyone and held Beca's hand tighter. They all looked at me with shocked expressions. "I feel like you all probably know me very well, and I don't really know myself all to much. So if you guys could tell me about myself as well, that would be helpful."

"Well today, girls we're just going to be helping Chloe get back into the swing of things. Okay?" Aubrey announced, and the girls seemed more shocked by that then the fact that I had amnesia. "So, go on, tell Chloe who each of you are."

The first person to walk up to me was a chubby blonde. She pulled me right into a hug, which I shyly returned. "I'm Fat Amy. I'm from Tasmania, Australia." She gave me a wide smile and I smiled and nodded. She called herself 'fat'? One by one each girl introduced themselves to me. There was Fat Amy, Cynthia Rose, Denise, Stacie, Jessica, Ashley, and Lilly. They all seemed really sweet, and we all spent the two hour rehearsal sitting in a circle talking about me. "There was this one time, during rehearsals, when you decided you wanted us all to try doing splits, and I was the only one who couldn't do one. Instead of getting mad at me like Aubrey, you just told me it was okay and found a different thing for me to do in the choreography." Fat Amy smiled.

I'm starting to get the sense that I'm just a bright ray of sunshine. Literally all these girls have told me is how sweet and kind I am. "One time you punched this guy at party, right in the face, because he kept trying to hit on me and take me home." Jessica laughed. "It is the only time I've ever seen you do or say anything mean. You're very protective over your friends."

Stacie began laughing hysterically, "Oh my God, you made these vanilla cupcakes that were so good. They had chocolate frosting on top, and strawberry frosting inside, and when you bit into them they were so messy!" Stacie shook her head. "I remember you kept making fun of me, playfully, because I kept getting the frosting all over my face. After that you called me frosting face for a week!" I laughed ran my hand through my hair. "Aye, Becs why don't you tell a story? You've been pretty silent." Stacie pointed out.

"Umm. Okay?" Beca sat up in her seat and gave me a nervous glance. "Um. Well... One time, uh..." Beca pressed her lips together. "I don't know if I should tell this story."

"You have to now!" Fat Amy gave her a look and Beca instantly nodded.

"Well.. One time when you and I first started... seeing each other, you slept over after we... you know." Beca bobbed her head a bit and made a hand gesture trying to inference sexual relations. I blushed violently, and let out a light chuckle. "And, you practically fell asleep instantly, just laying in my arms... Your hair was wild and everywhere, and your head was buried into my neck, your arms were wrapped around me, as if you would die if you let me go. You looked so beautiful like that, and it was the first time I realized that I... I loved you."