Is That Any Way To Speak To Your New Boss?

Ass Hole

Intro:

Step One: Don't piss off your new boss

Step Two: You already pissed her off didn't you?

"Watch where you're going Asshole!"

Beca's snarky tone cut through the early morning air like a well sharpened blade. Hot Coffee rapidly cooled on her burnt skin. Not exactly what she needed at the beginning of what was going to be a very long shift.

"Asshole?"

The sickeningly sweet repetition of the words Beca had growled mere moments before made her stomach turn. However, as she was mostly focused on hopelessly dabbing at her now ruined shirt; with the solitary, pathetic napkin she received alongside her ridiculously large, black coffee - She had not yet offered a glance towards said ass hole.

"Is that any way to speak to your new boss?"

As that voice once again reached her ears, it wasn't long before realisation hit Beca like a ton of bricks and she wanted nothing more than to shrivel up and die in that very moment.

'Fuck' was the single word making its way around Beca's mind at that point as she apprehensively lifted her eyes to meet those belonging to the owner of what was now her least favourite voice...

"Oh"

Not exactly the noise Beca expected to escape from her throat but when her glare landed upon the taller woman, there was no other way to express her surprise. (It was even a challenge not to soften her gaze as her steely eyes met with crystal blue.)

"Chloe Beale" the other woman introduced herself sternly, reaching out a delicate hand, through habit rather than any act of courtesy towards her rude colleague. Any feelings of sympathy for the coffee drenched woman withered at the revelation of her manners and attitude.

"New Director of A&R here at Soulection." Chloe continued through a tight lipped smile.

Beca's mood only worsened at the way 'Chloe' rhymed off her full job title like some pain in the ass over achiever, thus leading her to begrudgingly extend a hand to meet Chloe's.

The tightness of the other woman's grip caused Beca's eyes to bulge comically out of her head as Chloe's thick, silver thumb ring wedged into her knuckle.

The violent hand shake lasted longer than necessary, but it allowed Beca to regain her composure and fully take in the striking woman that stood before her.

The aforementioned crystal blue eyes were Beca's first point of amazement; however, not wanting to maintain eye contact for an awkwardly long time Beca expanded her gaze to take in more. Stunning red locks cascaded effortlessly over toned, athletic shoulders. Beca stopped herself there, however, not trusting herself to look any further down the tall woman's body at risk of embarrassing herself even more. She forced her eyes to return to Chloe's face, where pink rosy lips contrasted with porcelain skin and wow, if this woman wasn't such an Asshole Beca might admit that she was gorgeous. It was then Beca realised that she still hadn't introduced herself.

"uh I... I'm uh..."

(Two 'uh's, wow Beca way to go)

"B...Beca, Beca Mitchell" she stuttered through a grimace.

Chloe's frown gained an amused look at Beca's floundering - somewhat pleased that she had that effect on the smaller woman.

"Musician, producer, vocalist, and mastering engineer... among other things"