When I look at you

Carnivals and dancing on the beach

The annual San Diego carnival was being held on the beach, just a few minutes away from where Beca and Chloe were staying. It would start at 5pm and would go on until the early hours of the morning. There would be rides, food, photo-booths, competitions, refreshments, everything you could think of. It was a huge carnival which was held on the beach every year, but Chloe and Beca had never been before. To say they were excited wouldn't be far from the truth. Chloe was ecstatic, and Beca? Beca felt exactly the same though she wouldn't show it. (Bad-ass reputation to uphold and all.)

The two were getting ready for the carnival at 4:30pm when Beca heard her phone ringing, the sound of titanium echoing from the bedroom. She quickly ran from where she was brushing her teeth in the bathroom, (fortunately for Chloe, she was only clad in her underwear when she bounced in and picked her phone up.)

"Hello?" she answered, though it sounded more like "herrorw" because of the toothpaste in her mouth. She turned around to walk back into the bathroom but stopped when she saw Chloe stood by the mirror, also in her underwear.

"Congratulations Becaw!"

"What?" She walked over to the redhead and smiled, and Chloe placed a small kiss on her cheek. After that Beca walked back into the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror to finish brushing her teeth.

"You and Chloe! This is amazing news! Although it kinda pissed me off that Aubrey and I found out on the internet, but we're so happy for you two! It finally worked, you're gonna be a-"

"-Woah Jesse, what the fuck are you talking about?" she interrupted with a frown, and by this time she had managed to spit out her toothpaste in the bathroom sink and wash her mouth out.

"Chloe-Chloe's pregnant! Isn't she?"

"What, no!" she turned around to see Chloe standing in the doorway with Beca's jeans in her hand, giving her a questioning look. "She's.. No, she's not, why would you think that?" she asked, keeping her eyes trained on her wife.

"Shit."

"Jesse." she warned, propping the phone under her ear as Chloe handed her the jeans and she put them on.

"I told Aubrey not to read those stupid rumors online, so don't pin this all on me!"

"Jesse, what the hell is going on?"

There was silence on the other end, then she heard Jesse take a deep breath. "The uh.. the paps might have captured you buying a 'I love my mommies' t-shirt-"

"-Fuck!"

"I'm sorry, Bec."

"No, no-it's not your fault. What website was this on? Because if it was Perez Hilton I swear to God I'm gonna fucking-"

"-JustJared, actually."

"God damn it, everyone reads his blog." she paused as Chloe mouthed 'what's going on?' but she shook her head and sighed as she walked over to the wardrobe and pulled out a plain blue t-shirt. "I'll call Kim and tell her to sort it out."

"I'll do it."

"No, man, that's-"

"-Beca, enjoy your vacation with Chloe. You shouldn't be having to stress and worry about stuff like this while you're supposed to be relaxing so just, have fun with your wife and I'll take care of it. Okay?"

"Okay. Thanks, Jesse."

"What are lesbro's for, right?"

"Sure. I'm hanging up now." she smirked, shrugging a black blazer on over her t-shirt.

"Have a good night, you two!"

She sighed as she disconnected the call and checked the time. 4:48pm.