bechloe ~ high school

Chapter 16 (The Mothers)

"Hey Dee." Melissa Mitchell said as she slid into the passenger seat of her friend's car.

"Hey Mel," Dee Beale replied, smiling her usual dazzling smile at her friend as they began driving away from the Mitchell house and into the city for their choir practice.

"Oh I've GOT to tell you, your Beca is at mine at the moment and I can't get over how much she looks like you Mel! Like the spitting image!" Dee said, moving her free hand from the steering wheel as she spoke to emphasise her words.

Melissa paused, furrowing her brow with an amused look on her face, "Oh she is, is she?"

Dee Beale looked briefly from the road to the woman, noting her expression and, having known her twenty or so years, knew that Melissa had no idea what she was talking about, "Yeah the absolute clone of you! H-how have you never realised?"

The brunette rolled her eyes at her red haired friend, "No, I don't mean the part about Beca looking like me. I knew that!" Both women chuckled, as they always did whenever they saw each other, both having always had a similar sense of humour. "I meant why is she round your house? I didn't even think she knew where you lived!"

"Chloe invited her over." Mrs Beale said with a light shrug, leaning over the steering wheel to keep an eye on the traffic lights, waiting for them to turn green.

"O-kaaay?"

"Yeah I don't get it either. Its not like Chloe's ever mentioned Beca before.." Dee said as she began pulling them away from the interchange.

"Yeah I didn't even know that Beca knew Chloe existed before the other night." Melissa said thoughtfully while she glanced out the passenger window.

"What do you mean the other night?"

"You know.." the brunette started, turning to her friend who had a furrowed brow, and she realised that perhaps Dee didn't know, "..when..Chloe came to our house? Two evenings ago? To see Beca?"

Mrs Beale was stumped. Why the hell would her daughter, who had made absolute no mention of Beca before this afternoon, be going over to Beca's house?

"Huh..maybe you didn't know then.." Melissa said with a frown of her own, turning back to look out at the road ahead of them. The two mothers sat in silence in the car, both lost in their own thoughts, both trying to think back on any moments that their respective daughters might have mentioned the other.

"Oh here's something you'll find funny," Dee said with a grin, glancing at her friend to ensure she'd gathered her attention, which she had, "Robert caught Beca in our back yard last night."

An amused smile wiped over Melissa Mitchell's face as she watched the woman look back at the road, "Wha-..why?"

"Well according to Chloe, Beca's been helping her study, which is why Beca had left our house via Chloe's bedroom window at midnight last night."

Both women let out small chuckles, "Well if I didn't know any better I'd say they were dating!" Melissa ventured with an amused tone, "Remember when I was dating Mike Radshaw in High School and he broke his wrist trying to escape from my Dad out of my bedroom window?"

Dee Beale let out a loud giggle, "Do I! It was a story that became legendary around the school for years! Poor guy.."

Both women laughed loudly. Laughter that slowed to a stop as their thoughts returned to their daughter's.

"You don't..think.." Melissa hazarded to suggest, "..our daughter's are..you know.."

"Nooooo.." Dee said in a hushed voice, shaking her head definitely, "I mean.." she began, a slightly furrowed brow as she thought hard about what they were suggesting here, "..Chloe's had a lot of boyfriends. And I mean a LOT of boyfriends! To the point that Greg and I were worried she wasn't focusing on her studies enough."

"Right. No, you're right!" Melissa said with a nod, agreeing with her friend, "There's no way they're...you know.."

"Lesbians?" Dee ventured nervously, not really wanting to say it so plainly. But that was exactly what they were thinking right now.

"Lesbians. Yeah. No way.."

Chloe let out a small gasp as she felt Beca sucking and nibbling at the patch of skin on her neck just below her ear lobe. Okay so she had totally lied to her parents faces when she'd said Beca had come round to help her study. But right now, as Beca slowly slid her hand beneath her summer dress, and traced her fingertips up the inside of her thigh, she realised she really didn't mind.

The redhead was laid back on her bed, her head on a mound of cushions and pillows while she made out heavily with her girlfriend. She felt Beca skim her tongue beneath her earlobe, capturing the skin between her teeth and giving it a gentle nibble, causing a small moan to leave Chloe's mouth.

"I want to taste you so badly.." Beca mumbled into Chloe's ear in the heat of the moment, and Chloe swallowed loudly when she felt the teen cup her pussy over her panties. Oh God she wanted that too.

"You'd better take my panties off then.." Chloe mumbled with a seductive smile, raising her eyebrows as she spoke. She saw how dark Beca's eyes were. Joe filled with lust they were. And Chloe felt it too. In fact, any member of her family could walk into her bedroom right now and she wouldn't care. All she cared about was the girl between her legs, as Beca slowly sat back in her knees and brought her hands under Chloe's dress and up to her hips.

"Listen, Greg, don't- no, don't question why, just go up there and make sure they keep the door open that's all." Dee said in an exasperated tone as she sat in her stationary car.

The back passenger door opened and Claire Posen slid into the back seat behind Mrs Beale, always grateful for a lift to their choir rehearsals since her daughter always had the car.

"Hey," Claire whispered brightly to Melissa, who had turned in her seat to give her a brief eyebrows raise as a greeting, "what's going on?"

"I'll tell you in a minute.." Melissa whispered, shaking her head before turning back to the redhead in the driver's seat who was getting more and more frustrated with her husband's questioning about WHY he should go upstairs to their daughter's room and insist the door remained open..