Camping

“I never should have come along”, Beca mocked, “I feel like I can never walk again, I mean look at my feet!”

“Yeah you better keep those atrocities away from me”, Amy said while shifting closer to the bonfire, away from Beca, “I told you to stay here and go to the spa with me. Look at my feet: soft and cute like newborn piglets.”

Chloe rolled her eyes, though she had to agree: Beca’s feet did look pretty bad. They were swollen and she had a big blister at both of her heels. “Come here Beca, I’ll give you a foot massage to ease the pain.”

“Gross!” Amy screamed, but Beca’s eyes lit up: “Oh please Chloe, that would be awesome!”

The redhead sat down closer beside Beca and gently took her left foot between her hands, a shudder rushing through her spine. When had touching Beca Mitchell become so challenging? As their eyes met, Chloe hastily turned off her gaze, thankful that the darkness of the night was covering her reddening cheeks.

“So girls, what’s tomorrow’s plan?” Amy asked.

Beca, still grumpy, answered: “I don’t care, as long as it doesn’t involve any physical activity.”

While softly massaging Beca’s foot, Chloe leaned closer and whispered: “I bet there are physical activities you like…”

Now it was Beca’s turn to blush. And the girl quickly shook her head, though apparently unable to withhold a quite moan.

“What are you guys conniving over there?”

Covered with innocent smirks, they both turned their attention back to Amy, “Just figuring out what we could do at the camping”, Beca said, “since they have no Wi-Fi…”

“Auch, Chloe!” Beca tried to pull her foot back, “You shouldn’t squeeze so hard!”

“And you shouldn’t criticize everything about this place!” not that Chloe really minded, but the look of utter irritation Beca was sending her way now, that’s what she really loved.

“Anyway,” Chloe said, “there is a lake nearby, I thought we could drive up there and –,”

“Lay down in the sun all day, I’m in!” Amy said.

Beca just shrugged, which was a more positive reaction than she’d shown to any of Chloe’s plans lately.

“Great, so that’s settled then!” Chloe chirped, “Let’s sing some campfire songs!”

While she and Amy started singing, Beca slipped out with the excuse of an urgent phone call and didn’t return.

“Time to wake up! It’s gonna be a beautiful day!”

Beca lifted her head, “Why –,” she yawned, “do we have to get up this early if it’s only to lay down at another place?”

“You are so much fun to have around on a vacation!”

“Hmmpf”, Amy too looked like she thought it was way too early, “what’s up with the two of you, that you’re already in a verbal fight even before the day has started?”

“Ask her, she woke us up in the middle of my sweet dream!”

Chloe chuckled, “What exactly were you dreaming about Miss Mitchell?”

Beca groaned and crawled deeper in her sleeping-bag.

“No, no, no Beca, this is not the plan.”

“You know what, it’s a vacation, maybe your plans should be more flexible, Chlo.”

She was starting to answer, but then Beca looked at her with her cute sleepy blue eyes, “Give me 30 more minutes, please?” and she hesitantly gave in, “I’ll search a bakery and fetch us a fancy breakfast then.”

“Mmm, you know Chloe, you might just be the best.”

It was their luck Amy had fallen asleep again, or she surely would’ve interrupted their moment.

An hour later Chloe returned with the promised breakfast, to see Fat Amy was outside the tent, packing her bags in a hurry.

“Ehm, Amy what’s up?”

“Ah Chloe, Bumper just called, apparently his sickness is getting worse and he’s in need of a nurse, if you know what I mean”, she said with a big wink.

“Ugh, I’d rather not.”

Amy laughed, “My poor little man.”

“And Beca is still asleep?”

“What do you think?”

Chloe smiled and went inside the tent, it was really freaking hot in there, she wondered how anyone could sleep so long in this oven. Not that the heat seemed to bother Beca, she looked so cute and vulnerable Chloe considered letting her sleep a little longer. But then she remembered the good news Amy just told her and how badly she wanted to share it.

“Beca?”

“Hmm?”

Chloe knelt down at her head, “Your breakfast delivery has arrived.”

Beca opened her eyes and smiled at her, “Sounds like a reason to get up.”

“And I’ve an even better reason: Amy is leaving.”

Now the smile on Beca’s face broadened, “Oh did Bumper’s sickness get worse?”

Amy looked up questioningly, “How do you know?”

“Who do you think I called last night?”

“Beca! You didn’t!”

They both started laughing, “Oh my God, what kind of friends are we? And what did you tell him?”

“I just said Amy was missing him so badly and I promised him some Treble gossip.”

Chloe shook her head, “You know Beca, you might just be the worst.”

With that she left the tent: “Breakfast in ten minutes Mitchell!”