Never Fly Too Close To The Sun

The First Time

Saturday Afternoon

Worried that Dr Mitchell would cause Beca to be late for meeting up like he did before Stacie's sleepover, Chloe had chosen a location with less dogs wandering freely. The ginger walked diligently up the last road and came to rest against the wall outside of the school. Jesse (and Emily) appeared to live the opposite direction to Barden than both Chloe & Beca, so the two girls had decided it was logical to meet and walk from there together. Chloe's golden ring gleamed as her right index finger nervously tapped against the back of her phone and her eyes narrowed to scan her surroundings.

"BOO!" a voice shouted from behind the wall. The ginger screamed and jumped forward as she turned to see a chuckling figure walk around to meet her.

"Beca, you HAVE to stop creeping up on and hiding from me.. I feel like I'm going to have a heart attack," Chloe said sternly, but a smile broke through as she focused on her girlfriend grinning in a proud (and adorable) manner.

"That's a big ask, Beale. Short people like me feel accomplished with our natural ability to blend in. Anyway," she stepped closer and wrapped her arms around the pouting girl's waist, "We both know that you're going to die when you're 106 with all of your smiling, bright-eyed family around you".

"Oh, yeah?" the ginger quirked an eyebrow, "And where will your dark eyes be?"

"They'll be behind my closed eyelids as I give you one last kiss". Chloe's mouth dropped open and she found herself speechless at first. Then, "Becs, that was literally the cutest thing ever!"

"Yeah, it will be.. But then your husband will drag my homeless hobbit ass off of you and smack me one," the brunette added. Beca was awkward to say the least and, as much as she'd wanted to, couldn't just leave the loving sentence on its own. Luckily, Chloe had already deduced this defence mechanism and knew that the added joke only emphasised how much she'd meant the original statement.

Before they could get carried away and make a scene in public for the middleclass people around them to scowl at, the two girls picked up their overnight bags and started to make their way to Jesse's.

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45 Minutes Later

As they walked up the large steps to the front of the tanned boy's house (which was equally as old and equally as large as his next door neighbour/Emily's), Chloe pivoted to look at Beca.

"You know, I'm not sure how to last a WHOLE NIGHT with you yet not able to kiss those perfect rosy lips," the ginger spoke softly and briefly glanced down at the smaller girl's mouth.

"You know," Beca imitated with a grin, "We may be able to sort something out".

The heavy door opened and the boy laughed at the dazed girls stood before him, "Come on, you can flirt out the back". He winked and stepped aside for the bashful couple to enter. They removed their shoes (for Beca, a pair of black converse low tops, and for Chloe, a pair of white open-topped slip-ons), then followed Jesse into the first room on the right where two adults sat.

"Guys, meet my parents. Parents, this is Becaw and Ginga Ninja," he grinned goofily as the adults stood and walked over.

"By that, he means you're Beca and Chloe, right? I'm James," the skinny and tanned man with glasses and a prominent jaw spoke in an American accent.

"Err.. Yeah," Beca smiled at the man, before plucking up the courage and adding, "Whereabouts in America are you from?"

"California," Jesse's dad beamed, "Which is where I met this beautiful Brit". Indicating the woman smiling softly next to him, she spoke, "Hi, I'm Gloria".