It Was Inevitable

Chapter 29.

"I need to speak to you. Now." Stacie puffed. As soon as she was able to, she had hurried back outside, Amy panting behind her. She was greeted with the sight of Jesse and, thankfully, Beca.
"Who?" Jesse asked, confused at who the statement had been directed to.
"DJ," Stacie gestured to the brunette.
"Hey Legs, why don't you just tell her now, we'd all know anyway," Amy offered.
"Oh yeah of course," Stacie nodded as she sat down.
"What is it?" Beca asked.
"Jackie's a whore," Amy interrupted.
"Sorry, what?" Beca asked incredulously.
"That's the simple way to put it yeah. Just caught her with her tongue down Harry's throat in the middle of the corridor," Stacie nodded.
"Stacie slapped the shit outta her," Amy snorted as she replayed the moment in her mind. Beca just sat, eyebrows furrowed in confusion, she eventually sighed and shrugged.
"That's it?" Jesse asked.
"What do you mean that's it?" Beca scoffed.
"I mean, you've been with this girl for a few weeks all over eachother and now she cheats on you and all you do is shrug?" Jesse raised his eyebrow at the brunette.
"I'll break it off with her," Beca shrugged once again, "we didn't really connect that much anyway," she continued as she stood up and slung her bag over her back. Stacie simply stood, confused. She'd have thought Beca would've been angrier about the situation than she was. But it didn't bother Stacie that much, she had never liked the girl and now she had reason behind that.

As Beca and Stacie were walking to their English class, Stacie saw Jackie coming the opposite direction and smirked. There was a small red mark still present on her face from Stacie's slap and she scowled as she locked eyes with the tall brunette. As she saw Beca her gaze softened as she put on a smirk and sauntered towards the brunette. Beca saw this and put on a smirk as well, as they become closer she slowed.
Jackie went to open her mouth and speak but instead was greeted by another slap, on the other side of her face to Stacie's.
"Seeya around Jackie," Beca tried to hide her smile at the shock on Jackie's face as she walked only a few paces away before both her and Stacie fell into fits of giggles.

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"Hey Mitchell," Beca felt a nudge in her back and rolled her eyes as she turned around.
"What? Wanna smack me into another locker?" She huffed.
"Dude, it's not like you didn't do anything to deserve it, my mom went bat shit crazy at me for getting a detention," The boy spoke.
"Maybe you shouldn't talk about fucking your English teacher then, what's your name?" She asked.
"You don't know?"
"Must have it erased from my memory," she replied sarcastically.
"Jarod." He rolled his eyes. Beca nodded,
"And you wanted me?"
"Yeah, did you and Jackie break up?" Jarod asked.
"Don't go near her Jarod she's a dick," Stacie warned, without even turning her head.
"She's hot," Jarod said in defence.
"Do whatever the fuck you want with that girl dude, she's got the personality of a piece of wood," Beca chuckled as she turned around, waving her hand over her shoulder as she picked up her pen and returned to her work. Graduation was only two and a half months away and Beca couldn't wait to not have to sit in anymore classes. She would enjoy the break, and now being able to drive her Camaro, she had plans to go wherever she wanted. She hoped to look for producer jobs or another job to do with music after graduation and hoped that she would be able to fulfil her dream.

"Stacie..."
"Yes," She answered, not lifting her head from the desk where she was focusing on the piece of writing she was working on.
"Will you do me a favour?" Beca asked sweetly.
"Yeah sure what is it?" She sighed as she looked at Beca.
"Get my pen for me?" She asked.
"Where the fuck is it?" Stacie rolled her eyes as Beca pointed to a spot on the floor.
"And you can't possibly get up and get it because?"
"Dude have you seen how comfy I am, and that's rare on these shitty little chairs," Beca gestured to her position, one leg tucked under the other as she rested her phone in her lap and sat side on the the desk.
"Fine," Stacie huffed as she rocked back on her chair to emphasise her standing up and hopped up, retrieving the pen after a quizzical look from Chloe and tossing it back to Beca, who smiled sarcastically as she returned.
"Woah hey wait, you're gonna sit on something," Beca said as she strained her arm to swipe at what was on Stacie chair, ignoring the widening of her brunette friends eyes.
"Oh yeah, I need that," Stacie reached out to try and take it but Beca was too fast.
"Dude what is it?" She asked as she flipped it over. Her lips became pouted as she read clearly the name 'Chloe' written in her own handwriting on the side of a USB stick. She flicked her eyes up to meet Stacie's hesitant gaze before briefly flicking her eyes up to Chloe's desk, glad to see the redhead focused instead on her computer.
"How did you get this?" Beca asked slowly, "when? Why?"
"Don't freak Beca, please. I just wanted to see what was on it. You were a closed book, so I took it from your house, I didn't think you'd need it okay. Please don't be mad," Stacie rushed. She had forgotten that it was still in her pocket, and it must've fallen out when she went to get Beca's pen. She cursed herself at her stupidity before looking back toward Beca.
"I-I. Did you look at what was on it?"
"Mmhm," Stacie nodded.
"And you didn't show anyone else," Beca stressed.
"No," Stacie shook her head furiously.
"Fine, whatever. Next time just ask," Beca brushed it off, turning her head back to her work after taking a quick glance back at Chloe's desk, meeting the redhead's  gaze quickly before Beca dropped her head.

Beca stayed behind late after class, telling Stacie she had to find a book in the library before she left. Instead she headed back towards Chloe's class, swinging the door open and taking her usual spot across from Chloe's desk, greeted by the curious but seemingly happy eyes of her favourite redhead. She fished the stick out of her pocket and tossed it to Chloe,
"You seen this before? Know about it?" She questioned, watching Chloe as she studied the stick before placing it back down on her desk.
"No. Should I of?" She said calmly.
"I don't know," Beca pursed her lips again, studying the redhead.
"Is that all you came here for?" Chloe asked, clasping her hands in front of her.
"No." Beca started, "when did Stacie show this to you?"
"What? Beca, sh-she never," Chloe shook her head, pushing the USB further away from her.
"I know, Chloe. I'm not stupid," Beca sighed as she ran a hand through her hair. Chloe stayed at her desk, looking defeated.
"Did you look at it?" Beca asked quietly as she pulled a chair and placed it next to Chloe's desk, where she used to get tutored.
"I," Chloe sighed, "I didn't want to, I mean it's yours and I shouldn't of looked, I shouldn't,"
"But you did," Beca nodded slowly.
"Of course I did Beca! It had my bloody name on it, how was I meant to not be curious as to what was on it!" She said, before her voice softened and she glanced up to look at the USB on her desk, "were you going to give it to me or something?"
"Yeah actually," Beca chuckled slightly, "I brought it to your house after Christmas, I was going to give it to you then," Beca nodded.
"I would've loved it," Chloe smiled briefly. The pair sat in silence for a while, simply not knowing what to say to the other.
"I miss you," Beca whispered as she kept her eyes glued on her hands that were in her lap.
"What?" Chloe quickly asked, eyebrows furrowed.
"Yeah, I do. It was nice with Jackie at the start y'know. But we didn't connect at all, I don't blame her for cheating. I didn't feel about her the way I felt about you," Beca continued, staring into her lap. She felt Chloe move and a warm hand tuck around her jaw, lifting her gaze to meet the redhead's.
"Why are you telling me this?" Chloe asked.
"Because I thought you might want to know from me and not some stupid tracks on a computer," she mumbled. Chloe sighed as she let her hand drop from Beca's jaw, resting instead on her hands in her lap.
"What are we doing," Chloe whispered, and turned to rest her elbows on the desk, burying her head in her hands. But soon enough her hands were being taken from her face and linked with the brunettes.
"Fuck knows," Beca sighed with a laugh and it was only then that the pair realised how close to the other they were, Beca basically knelt on the floor. The brunette bit on her bottom lip as she smoothed a finger over Chloe's knuckles before tugging them slightly and reaching up to kiss Chloe.
It was sudden, but inevitable and both knew it, it was a rare moment in which Beca opened up to the redhead and where she would falter at the charm of the brunette. Chloe seemed to relax into the kiss as her hand came up to cup Beca's cheek. As they came to pull apart and rest their foreheads together, Chloe laughed,
"What the fuck do we do now," she smiled and Beca let out a laugh as well as she moved her head to burrow into the crook of Chloe's neck, a smile on her face.