Jump Start My Kaleidoscope Heart

Pool Floats and Tablecloths

Hey nerds! Sorry it's been literally forever since I've updated- work has been crazy, there was a bout with pneumonia, summer getting started . . . I could make excuses forever. Anyways, I hope to start updating more regularly - no promises, but I'll try! Let me know what you guys think! Might help spur my creativity!!

Steal My Girl - One Direction

Beca felt the warm sun on her back as her hands and feet dangled over the edge of the raft and into the water. It was a relaxing juxtaposition, the cool water on one side, heat on the other. Of course she was covered head to toe in a triple layer of 70 SPF sunscreen, because unfortunately, her pale skin wasn't quite reflective enough to bounce back the sun's rays.

It was Sunday, the one day she absolutely refused to do any work on - it was her one constant - the one day of the week where she had no plans other than relax with her fiancée.

Fiancée.

The word still made her stomach flutter like a kaleidoscope of butterflies had suddenly taken flight inside it.

She assumed that one day, maybe 50 years from now, she would get used to the idea of spending forever with Chloe; that the mere thought of it wouldn't make her heart skip ahead a beat, or her skin feel warm and tingly. Today however, was not that day; and she felt her insides jumble as she raised her head to look across the pool at the redhead.

The dancing instructor was floating on some ridiculously complicated chair raft in a Corona bikini that Beca had gotten her half as a joke. Her red hair was tucked up in a big floppy hat and a pair of Raybans were perched on her nose. She was reading one the many wedding magazines they had spread across the house- no doubt trying to decide if they should decorate the place setting with lilies or roses or some other obscure but but no doubt beautiful flower that Beca had never even heard of.

Music was wafting through the backyard, a beach themed playlist of Beca's own devising; and the light buzz of her earlier pina colada was hazing the edges of her consciousness.

It was a good day. A great day. She tried to think of anything that could possibly make the day better, but she couldn't - except maybe the addition of a second band to her left ring finger.

Beca grinned. THAT would certainly make her day better.

"Hey, Bec?"

"Hmm?"

"I think we should plan our first dance."

"Hmm?"

"Ya know, as a married couple."

"Hmm."

"Bec," Chloe's voice took on a slight whine. "I'm serious."

"I don't dance." She mumbled to the water, the float against her chin slurring her speech slightly.

There was a moment of a silence, and for a brief second she thought that might be the end of it until she looked up again to see Chloe staring at her over the top of her sunglasses, magazine open on her lap.

"Need I remind you that you were the star member of an all ladies a Capella group for four years of college?"

"Yeah but that was different, that was 'synchronized lady dancing'"

There was a pause and Beca turned back to the water, hands and feet paddling her aimlessly.

"You dance at parties."