When We First Met

Chapter 2

Chloe:

I rolled over and felt cold sheets. I sat up and stretched, I turned the alarm off and stood up. Sliding into my slippers, I walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. Grabbing a cold bottle of water. I couldn't stop thinking about the girl in the music store. I was only looking for a new CD, not a new crush.

I switched the television on and sat watching the news. It shown 'Beca Mitchell the new music producer is recording her first album!' I froze, the girl I was staring at was Beca Mitchell! The Beca Mitchell! "Will she be there today?" I asked myself.

I shot up and grabbed my car keys and headed for the store.

Beca:

I woke up early this morning. I couldn't sleep. She was stuck in my head! I needed to be down at the store to see if she will be there. I was already in the car and started the engine. I didn't know what to say to her if I ever saw her again.

I twisted the key in the ignition and reversed off the driveway. I turned up the radio and listened to the music. I was nervous, I was scared and feeling stronger emotions for this ginger.

I pulled up in front of the store once again and parked in a space. I was breathing heavily as I stepped through the doorway. I scanned the store for the ginger and saw her in the corner of my eye. Did I just walk over or bump into her line yesterday?

I decided on bumping into her like yesterday. I grabbed another USB stick and walked passed her knocking our shoulders together. I spun around and immediately stared into her eyes. I smiled at her and earned a smile back. "Oh hey, you got a thing for bumping into to people." I laughed.

"Maybe. Or I just wanted to see you again." She giggled and glanced her eyes back up to mine. "Oh yeah maybe I wanted to see you again." I looked into her eyes and laughed. "Really? So do you like wanna go out for coffee?" I scrunched up my nose hoping she would say 'yes'.

"Yeah sure why not, but are you gonna buy that USB stick?" I looked down at my hands. "Um yes I was gonna buy this." She laughed and followed me to the counter.

I paid for the stick and left with the ginger. "So Beca Mitchell, I'm a music producer and I write songs." Chloe smiled and slid in the seat. I sat comfortably behind the wheel again and placed my hands on the wheel.

"I'm Chloe Beale and I teach kindergarten music." I smiled at Chloe teaching music. We had something in common. "So where do you wanna go for a coffee. I think there is a store down the road."

"That's sounds great, have you got a busy schedule today?" I scrolled through my timetable for today. "No I don't have anything today, why?" I pulled up at the coffee store and took the key out the ignition.

"Just thought you we could something fun. Wanna come over later? Here I'll give you my number and then we could hang out some more." I nodded and handed over my phone.

We walked into the coffee store and ordered. I sat at the booth in the corner with Chloe. "So I'm just gonna say it now. I...I couldn't stop thinking about you last night." I looked at my hands and back up to her. "I couldn't sleep because I was thinking about you too. I just loved talking to you! You seem so much fun and I felt someone when we spoke." I smiled at her reaction.

"I felt something as well. I felt a connection with you. When the first I met you, I wanted to talk to you all the time and now I guess I can." She laughed and took a sip from her coffee. "Do wanna come to mine later?" She nodded and we left with smiles on our faces.

I stood in front of the door. "You are okay with dogs right? Because Zues is gonna love you!" She giggled. "Of course I love dogs! I help at the rescue shelter." I was surprised at how much Chloe does. No wonder she has a body like that.

"That's so cool. Right are you ready? He's gonna come at you." I laughed. I opened the door and watched him run at her. " I would rather come at you Mitchell."

"Wow smooth Beale. Well you can come at me if you really want to." I winked at her and watched her drop her bag. She came over to me. What do I do? Do I just make a move or...?

I reached for her cheek and pulled her closer. I closed my eyes and placed a soft gentle kiss on her lips. I felt her arms wrap around my neck. I pulled her hips closer and placed a longer kiss on her lips.

She pulled back, I needed air. She was so gentle, "well that was... um unexpected." She giggled. "Yeah I was, but it was nice." I bit my lip and pulled her in again. This time is was more than one peck. I was longer and more forceful.

"Oh shit, I've got a recording!" I whispered against her lips. "Do you want me to go?" I saw the sadness in her eyes. I didn't want her to leave. "You can come, if you want."

"I would love to come!" I smiled and kissed her cheek. "Let's go then." I held her hand and opened the door.

Chloe:

I glanced over at Beca. I loved watched her hum along to songs. She was so peaceful and I think I'm in love with her. When do I tell her? I know everything is moving to fast but my parents only got proposed after 5 weeks of meeting each other.

"Hey Beca, do you think we are moving to fast?" She looked over at me. "Well I don't think it matters if we are, does it? She asked her eyes focusing on the road. "I don't know but as long as I'm with you, I feel happier than ever." She smiled and I leant over to kiss her cheek.