Moments Like These (Bechloe)

Chapter 1

It was a somewhat gloomy day at Barden High. Students, families, and spectators all gathered around in the bleachers as they watched the girl's soccer team play in the pouring rain.

"We got this," Stacie, the team's right midfielder said as she pat Beca's back.

She was one of the striker's very few friend's she let into her life aside from Jesse, Benji and Emily- who speaking of was the team's forward.

Although Emily was the last to join and the youngest of the group taking her spot as the sophomore, they all saw her as their little sister- especially Beca. Maybe that was due to the fact that they've practically grown up together seeing as their parents were pretty close themselves.

"This rain is getting on my nerves," Beca groaned fixing her pony tail and walking over to the sidelines with Stacie.

"Alright girls," their coach said as they huddled together. "We're down by two and there's only twenty minutes left in the game."

"I can't get an opening," the striker said and ever one looked at the short brunette. "They're all blocking me."

The man looked at Beca for a few seconds before Emily spoke up, blinking the rain from her eyes in attempt to see better.

"I have an idea," she said and Beca had looked up to look directly at Chloe, a redhead sitting with her best friend, Aubrey.

She's only seen her around school but has never actually spoke to the senior herself although everyone always talks about how sweet and smart she is. Chloe happened to look down and made eye contact with the soccer player who quickly looked away.

"Break!" They all yelled which broke Beca out of her trance as the girls ran back out to the field.

"Emily!" she yelled at the taller girl who turned around. "What's the plan?"

The younger brunette laughed at her close friend in disbelief as she shook her head. "Just keep your eyes on me."

Beca nodded and watched as Emily walked away and got in position, her doing the same soon after. The seventeen year old looked at her teammates before looking straight at one particular girl who seemed to be staring at Emily the whole game.

Noticing the blatant staring, number eight- Beca had refused to acknowledge her as anymore than her jersey number, had turned to look at the much smaller girl. Unlike her interaction with Chloe, Beca stared right back with narrowed eyes attempting to send a message.

The whistle was blown and they had kicked off the ball, Beca's feet moving immediately to reach the speed she desired. Despite her height, she was one of the fastest players on the team, right next to Stacie and Emily.

The school knew them as the Unholy Trinity, something the soccer team had made up due to the fact that when the three of them were on the field, they were unstoppable; not to mention their close relationship.

The rain continued to beat down on their skin as the two teams fought for the ball. Beca cursed herself for not paying attention while they discussed their plan but she trusted the fifteen year old with her life so she watched as Stacie passed the ball to Emily who easily ran past the defenders.

Beca had some trouble getting past her own defenders but eventually did and followed Emily as they ran down the pitch, leaving players in their dust.

The taller player had made eye contact with Beca who knew what was going to happen. With a hard kick, Emily had successfully passed it to the other player who was quick on her feet and followed the ball as she kicked it straight into the right corner of the net.