For Sure

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No one's P.O.V.
Today it's Monday the 8th April.
Aujourd'hui c'est lundi le 8 Avril.
Chloe is doing her french homework she just got handed. Lucky for her they always get some time to do it in class, so if she hurry up she won't have to do it at home.
"No Jesse you idiot, it's lundi not lyndi," she hears Beca say from the row behind her. She laughs a little to herself. Beca is just adorable.
She's very happy for their new seats, because she's sat next to Benji and right in front of Beca. Chloe may also have little crush on Beca actually. Okay not that little, but who cares? Only Aubrey knows about it. She can't have all her other friends teasing her loud enough for Beca to hear. That would be so embarrassing!
Jesse sits next to Beca which results in them goofing around all the time. It's pretty funny. Chloe isn't worried that Beca may like Jesse, because they're both gay. Just like herself.

"...have something with Chloe," Chloe overhears Jesse saying. Confused she turns around to look at him. She seas it's just Jesse teasing Beca, saying that she likes her, again. He has been during that for quite a while now, but Beca doesn't really seems bothered by it.
"No, me and Chloe have never had something," Beca answers confused, but also kinda amused.
"Are you sure about that?" Jesse asks smirking.
"Yes I am! Chloe have we ever had something?"
"Uhm, no we haven't?" Chloe answers. Her heart stings a little by saying those words. She wouldn't mind having something with Beca. She turns around to continue her homework, but she can't help but listen closely to the conversation.
"See? I told you so. We've never had something," Beca says confirming.
"You could be lying," Jesse fires back.
"And why would we do that?"
"Because you're scared people will tease you about it."
"And aren't you already doing that?"
'Good one Beca' Chloe thinks and smiles slightly to herself.
"You probably don't even dare talking to her," Jesse challenges, ignoring Beca's question.
"Uh, yes I do! I just did! Hi Chloe."
"Hi Beca," Chloe answers. She's pretty confused to where this conversation is heading to.
"See, I dare talking to her!" Beca proves.
"If you really dare that much, then say that you like her." Jesse challenges while grinning wildly.
Now this conversation is getting interesting. Curious (and a little hopeful) Chloe turns back around to look at the two people leading the conversation. She's met with an amused looking Jesse and a confused but confident Beca who's swinging on her chair.
"Uuuhh, look Beca someone's interested," Jesse teases again.
Chloe blushes lightly and turns back around. However she keeps following the conversation.
"Say that you like her."
"No?!" Beca answers laughing.
"Yes, I know you like her," Jesse laughs.
"No??"
"Say you like her."
"No I won't."
"Say it."
"Why?!"
"Because," Benji suddenly interrupts. "You told both me and Jesse that you like her. And because it's pretty difficult to concentrate on doing homework, when you too argue back there."
"No I never said that. And you're not a part of this conversation, so stay out of it," Beca says. But behind her confident surface lies another emotion. One she hides, but accidentally slipped for a quick second when Benji spoke up. But only Chloe noticed: It was nervousness.
"Oh yes you've said that!" Benji laughs.
"Yeah! Now tell her." Jesse pressures.
"Guys I never said that. You're just making up stuff so you can tease me!"
"No we're not."
"Yes you are," Beca says with a slightly nervous laughter.

It's like Beca's missing confidence all moved over in Chloe's body. She suddenly feels a lot more confident. Now she has had enough. She won't sit by and listen anymore. She gets up and walks towards Beca. Firmly she places her elbows on the middle of Beca's table and rests her head I her hands. Looking directly at Beca, Chloe finally speaks up: "Do you really like me?" She asks with a playful but serious smile.
Beca tilts her chair back down to look at Chloe. This results in their faces being only 6 inches apart. Chloe feels her heartbeat quickens.
"What?" Beca asks.
"Your heard me."
"No I didn't?"
"Oh really? I'll take that as a yes then."
"What? You can't just say I like you when I didn't even answer you."
"So you heard me."
"Urgh, you win. Yes I heard you."
"Good. Is it a yes or a no then?"
"I don't know."
"Yes you do. And if you're really smart you'll also know what to do about it," Chloe says as she slowly leans closer to Beca. They're now only 4 inches apart. She doesn't know where all this confidence comes from, nor the idea that Beca likes her, but she for sure is more than okay with it.
"And what if I'm not really smart?" Beca smirks.
"Ehmm..." Chloe looks down. All her confidence is suddenly gone, just quick as it came. "I-I don't... maybe..." Something about Beca's now confident appearance made her nervous. Urgh why did she even think about it? She shouldn't have, now she's gonna be teased. What if Beca doesn't even like her? What if she...
Gentle fingers lift her head back up again. Beautiful brown eyes meet her blues ones. Chloe is about to speak up when she suddenly feels soft lips against hers. Her eyes widen in shock. This is really happening. She's finally kissing Beca! Quickly her eyelids close and her lips kiss back. In that moment the whole world stands still. She can feel all the butterflies in her stomach dance around like firework.
She lifts her hand to cup Beca's cheek. Beca smiles in the kiss.

Finally they pull away, and their eyes meet each other.
"I really am smart," Beca concludes.
"What?" Chloe asks confused.
"You said that if I was really smart, I would know what to do about it. And I did"
"Of course that's the first thing you say," Chloe laughs.
"But it was you who said it."
"I know, I hate you."
"No you don't. You like me."
"Yeah, but you like me too," Chloe taps Beca's nose.
"What did I say? I was right the whole time!" Jesse laughs. "But anyways, congratulations Becs. And you better treat her well Chloe!"
"I will," Chloe smiles. She then looks back at Beca. They smile at each other. The distance between them slowly shrinks until their lips meet again. This won't be the last time they're doing this and they're well aware of that. That's for sure.

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