Two jack and cokes please
‘Oh fuck me!’ Beca put her head on the bar and groaned.
‘Shouldn’t we go on a date first?’ Beca glanced up to see a redhead grinning at her.
She frowned slightly, wondering who this person was. The very pretty person, with very red hair, and a very nice big smile.
‘I’m Chloe.’ She didn’t stop beaming at her for one moment. ‘And you are...Grumpy? Horny? Sad?’
Beca’s face instantly turned red at the girl’s comment and her friend behind the car choking out a laugh as she sat up straighter preparing a reply. ‘I’m Beca. Not to be mistaken for one of the seven dwarfs.’
Chloe’s grin became impossibly bigger at the girl’s reply. ‘Well, that’s a shame, I thought maybe you’d suit a name like that. But I suppose Beca is a perfectly nice name too.’
The brunette sported a small smile, not going unnoticed by the barmaid or the redhead.
Beca, after taking a moment to examine Chloe (in a non-weird way might she add), kind of lost the ability to breathe properly. I mean, here was this completely beautiful woman in front of her, her. It’s not like she hasn’t had her fair share of pretty ladies but this just felt completely different, as if every time she even looked at this person her brain flipped upside down and went haywire trying to get her lungs to function once again.
‘Since my friend’s brain has just been rendered useless, can I get you a drink?’ Stacie grinned at the ginger. ‘I mean, I can see why she’s speechless…’
Chloe giggled at the flirting, and shook her head. ‘Okay okay, I’ll have a jack and coke please.’
Beca turned to look back at Chloe and she sat down on the stool next to her. ‘You drink jack and coke?’
‘Erm yeah? I didn’t order it just to look at.’ She laughed.
‘I just…I thought you’d be drinking like pink cocktails and shit.’ Beca shrugged.
Chloe pouted slightly, and God did that make Beca’s heart do something out of the ordinary. ‘Of course I do, but you’re just stereotyping now.’
‘No dude, I’m sorry.’ Beca half smiled sheepishly. ‘I mean, it’s cool. It’s just my favourite drink that’s all.’
Chloe raised an eyebrow, and turned back to Stacie. ‘Make that two jack and cokes please.’
The redhead turned back to wink at Beca who couldn’t help but let a grin escape her.
Stacie brought the two drinks over to the bar, suggestively wiggling her eyebrows at Beca who rolled her eyes and shooed her away.
‘So, what’s wrong?’
‘Huh?’ Beca frowned slightly.
Chloe rolled her eyes playfully. ‘When I came over, and you had your head on the desk and said ‘oh fuck me?’
Beca blushed slightly. ‘Oh. Just work…I have a lot to do, and the project I’m working on needs to be ready sooner than I thought.’
‘Oh, I’m sorry. I’m sure you’ll get it done and it’ll be great.’ Chloe smiled supportively.
‘You don’t even know what it is.’ Beca retorted with a small smile. ‘You don’t even know me.’
The other girl shrugged. ‘Don’t need to. I know you can do it. And as for not knowing you…I was hoping I’d get to. I feel like we’re going to be really fast friends.’
‘Oh really?’ Beca smirked, raising an eyebrow.
Chloe nodded. ‘Yep. So…what’s your favourite colour?’
One hour later…
Chloe and Beca were doubled up in laughter at their conversation, getting weird looks from other people in the bar that they weren’t aware of.
‘Are you serious?’ Chloe asked through her laughter.
‘Yeah dude! I was so embarrassed.’ Beca’s laughter died down, a grin still on her face.
Chloe raised her eyebrows and chuckled. ‘I would be too.’
‘Yeah, thanks.’ Beca rolled her eyes and giggled.
Once they had both sobered up from their laughter, Beca realised she had just spent the best part of an hour telling this perfect stranger, well not such a stranger anymore, things that she had barely even told her closest friends. Weird.
‘I should probably get going.’ Chloe pouted, looking at her phone.
Beca glanced at the clock. ‘Oh. Yeah, I mean, me too actually.’
Chloe’s smile came back to her face. ‘I’ll see you soon?’
‘Yeah, of course, I mean like if you want to, I just-‘
‘Stop rambling.’ Chloe put her finger over Beca’s lips. ‘Of course I’ll see you soon.’
Before Beca could even respond, Chloe was gone. The brunette put her fingers to her lips where Chloe had touched her, and thought about what on earth had just happened.
‘Oh Becs, you’ve got it baaaad.’ Jesse chuckled, stood behind the bar.
She turned to face him, leaning her elbows on the bar and her chin on her hands. ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about.’
Jesse laughed loudly. ‘Okay.’
Beca’s eyes widened slightly. ‘I didn’t get her number.’
‘Dude, are you serious?’ Jesse frowned.
‘Yes.’ Beca put her face in her hands. ‘How will I see her again…she said she’ll see me soon?’
‘Maybe she’s planning on coming back here?’ Jesse offered up.
Beca looked back up at him with a small amount of hope behind her eyes. ‘Yeah…yeah, true.’