In any case, she found herself gripped to Beca's mysteriousness.Ī ringtone went off. That was so - so straightforward." Chloe couldn't tell if it's the truth or it was just the alcohol speaking. "People don't really like me for my inability to feel, so I just don't really like them back." She kept a smile, apparently displaying pride at her own confession. "Because the real me is a big-time bitch." Beca chuckled at the thought. "But you'll like me less when I'm sober." "Good." She raised up her head and looked at the redhead, her eyelids drooping. I'm sorry Chloe I'm just - tired." She slammed her head to the counter.Ĭhloe smiled at Beca's comical mannerism. "God! My words don't even make sense anymore. I mean, I'm a fresh shit who just left high school and is currently enrolled at a hell barn around so the deejay thing will have to be official some time other than today." She frowned and then shook her head, trying to regain her sanity. "Not exactly the perfect label, but yeah, you could say that.
"So Beca, you're a deejay, huh?" Chloe said before sipping from her glass. "Thanks, McDowell." Beca reached out for her pocket and paid the man for both drinks. "Two Bourbon kicks right here," he announced, placing the glasses before the ladies. "It won't surprise me if I go back to the stage walking tipsy after the Lancer… Speaking of the devil…" Some tall blondie tried to talk me out of something by bribing me with alcohol." She chuckled. "Sorry, I already had some shots earlier. "Badass, huh? Well, I say you're adorable," Chloe mocked.īeca wrinkled her nose while holding a smile - something Chloe found so cute.
They refer to me as a Notorious Bastard around here." She chuckled. "Shhhh!" Beca leaned in a little to Chloe. Well, Beca barged in, buying her a drink before introducing herself and had criticized Aubrey's bikini out loud, so Chloe definitely had her cards messed up. By first look at Beca, she had assumed that the girl was some natural introvert that through the thick eyeliner hides a mysterious girl with a sad story. "Wow Beca, that's some fashion eye you got there." Chloe winked. "Well, it's black, and basically the electric blue under it kind of highlights itself out so, yes. The only reason the bikini incidentally got transferred into her possession was that her best friend was a fashion Nazi, who threatened to send Chloe to concentration camp if she didn't lose the tank top and denim shorts. The redhead wasn't really feeling comfortable with it. "You can actually see it through this?" Chloe asked, gesturing to the black lace beach tunic that she wore over Aubrey's bikini. "Wow Chloe, you're rocking that blue bikini!" The odd brunette held out a hand, ready to shake Chloe's. I didn't realize she's your company," the bartender said, retreating to go make their drinks. Make that two," the brunette chuckled, gesturing to Chloe. "Hey there, Deejay! You up for some Bourbon Lancer?"
The bartender greeted back with enthusiasm. What's rockin'?" A petite brown-haired girl asked, sitting on the stool beside Chloe. "What can I get you, pretty lady? Tequila? Or are you the Rye Malt type?" The bartender perked up in front of Chloe.Ĭhloe checked her mood to decide which drink might match it."Oh, uh, well I, uh-," Apparently, this wasn't her idea of a final blast. The night was young, but the redhead was bored stiff with herself. It was the last Sunday before school started, and everyone else was having a final blast at a party in this resort Aubrey dragged Chloe to. Chapter 1-1: The Notorious Bastard Chloe sat at the bar to hit on some cocktail.
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