bechloe ~ high school

Chapter 10 (The Plaid Skirt)

Chloe stepped into the 'secret bathroom' at the back of the science block. Her heart was racing away in eager anticipation, planning on quickly ducking into her school bag and picking out her make-up bag, just to touch-up her make-up ready for Beca's arrival. At least, she hoped Beca would have the same thought as her and find her way here too. Even if it was about five minutes after Chloe arrived. They only had about forty minutes left until the lunch break ended and afternoon classes began.

But just as Chloe swung her handbag from her shoulder she let out a little gasp and jumped out of her skin. There Beca stood, awkwardly at first, just outside the small row of cubicles. Chloe ran her eyes down the girl's body, a smile on her face as she tightened her grip on the strap of her handbag.

Beca was leaning against the divider between the two cubicles, her long brown hair falling loose over her shoulders. Chloe noticed a line of piercings running up Beca's left ear, a few less on her right, and Chloe swallowed loudly as she thought about how they might feel if she ran her tongue across them. Beca boasted her signature look of thick eyeliner, making her seem far more brooding than Chloe knew she really was. A dark black top that matched her dark eyeliner was cut at the shoulders, perfect for the warm weather that was outside today. But Chloe's gaze hung its heaviest below Beca's waist. Beca donned a red, blue, and white plaid skirt that ended about an inch higher than halfway up her bare thighs. And it was the thought of how easily she could run her hands up those bare thighs that made Chloe's mouth begin to salivate.

"You okay there Beale?" Beca said with a mischievous grin, knowing all too well what affect this outfit was having on the redhead. She'd spent a good hour this morning trying to work out what best to wear that would guarantee to have the redhead thinking about her all day, just as she thought about her. The look on Chloe's face told her that she'd made the right decision.

Chloe cleared her throat and took a deep breath, dragging her eyes back up to Beca's face, "Ummm..yeah! Yep, yes I'm good.." Chloe cleared her throat again, then shuffled her handbag a little more comfortably on her shoulder.

Beca raised her eyebrows with a grin, "Uhuh?"

"Uhuh"

"You're good."

"I-I'm good. Really good..."

Beca's grin didn't fade as she stood up a little straighter, letting her arms drop from where they'd been folded, and watched as Chloe slowly began walking up to her. Her entire thoughts had been on this beautiful girl from the moment they'd first made out two days ago. She'd made a fucking mixed tapefor her for crying out loud! Beca was crazy about her, and her heart was racing with every step closer that Chloe took.

Her eyes fell to Chloe's cleavage, loving that the redhead had chosen another summer dress to wear, but this time it ended a little above mid-way up her thigh, and had the potential to dip far down her cleavage if those top three buttons came undone somehow. Beca realised how fast she was breathing, and she swallowed when she noticed that Chloe was also breathing as fast as she was.

Chloe came to a stop just before the brunette, her eyes flitting from one of Beca's blue eyes to the other. They didn't have long. Which made Chloe's desire for the younger teen even stronger.

Beca's heart skipped a beat when she watched Chloe's smile drop, her eyes becoming dark as the redhead dropped her handbag to the floor and before Beca knew what was happening Chloe had brought her hands down to her small hips and began guiding her into one of the cubicles.

Chloe immediately dove her lips down to Beca's, kissing her hard. Kissing her loudly. Kissing her desperately. It had been a long day already, craving and longing for the taste of the girl who had been driving her crazy over the past couple of days.