Two Worlds Collide

Chapter 2: Beca's Baby

"Stacie, no! Stace- out of the driver seat now!- Stcie don't make me count to three!" Beca stood holding onto the open door of the car at the driver's side hoping Stacie would get out soon. The tall brunette was messing about with Beca's GPS and radio, she was really getting on the brunette's last nerve. "What am I three? Do you really need to count?" Stacie say back in the chair laughing at the frustration clearly shown on Beca's face.

"You act like it most of the time! And yes, I do have to count- Stace- stop messing with the air con, now out of the car!" Beca was getting more and more annoyed by her best friend. Stacie laughing even more at how red her friend's face was getting. Beca looked at Stacie and sighed deeply, she pursed her lips, sucked her teeth and said "One..." Stacie immediately stopped laughing her smile had faded and there was a quick change in her eyes, they went from very happy to extremely scared in a matter of seconds. "Two..."- Beca counting again, Beca never got to three and Stacie didn't want to be the first person to witness it either. "Okay, okay! I'm going, I'm going!" she scooted over to the passenger seat to allow her friend to sit in the driver seat and put everything back that Stacie had touched.

Beca just laughed at her friend as she sat into her seat and readjusted it to fit her small height. "I don't get what the big deal is anyways, it's just some stupid shitty little car!" Stacie giggled, Beca shot her a look of pure fury. Shit. Stacie thought, a smirk appearing on Beca's face. "Three!" The small singer shouted and grabbed one of Stacie's hands and began to make Stacie hit herself in the head over and over like Beca was the master and Stacie was her puppet. "Why are you hitting yourself Stacie? Huh? Huh? Why are you hitting yourself Stacie?" "Beca will you just knock it off! Hurry and just drive to the music class before we're late!"

Beca just say back in her seat laughing as she started the engine and backed out of her driving space. "Well okay cranky pants, but you brought it on yourself for calling my baby stupid." Stacie just sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes, she really didn't get what the big deal was. Beca treated that car like it was her own child, or a family member or someone who she was going out with. The car was so special to her, she took care of it, no dent, scratch, or even good went on or in that car.

It was a black Porsche 911 Coupe (matte black by the way), it had custom rims which had Beca's initials on them, her initials were all over the car, on the seats there was a crown embroidered with gold thread with the letters "BM" underneath it in gold aswell. It was a pretty cool car to be fair, but Beca liked the radio the best, she could hook up her laptop to it on the go to focus on working on her mixes and songs. Stacie loved the radio too, she always put it on, especially today, and all hell broke loose.

Beca was so not able to handle the songs that kept coming on, Stacie was flicking through stations when one song in particular came on. Omg you have got to be kidding me!! Beca thought to herself as she leaned over and turned the radio off. "Hey I was listening to that!" "I don't care I am not lifelong to that song!" "Beca... I know you're still upset about what happened but-" "There's no buts Stacie!" Beca interrupted her friend knowing fully well what she was going to say. "We're not listening to it and that's final just- just stick on something else!" Stacie shot Beca a look, "No Beca!- you need to get over this, so I am playing this song and you are going to suck it up and deal with it!"

Beca sighed, she knew it was time to deal with this, but she didn't want to, she preferred running away from her problems. Stacie stuck back on the radio and Beca cringed and her face scrunched when she heard the song she loathed with a passion more than anything else in the world, well except for her dad, she really hated her dad. Beca looked over to Stacie who was singing along, belting out every note as if she was Beyoncé. Beca just looked over and laughed at her friend, Stacke for some reason always felt herself up when she sang.

And I, I, don't want to let you know
I, I, drown in your memory
I, I, don't want to let this go
I, I don't.

Making my way downtown
Walking fast, faces pass
And I'm home bound
Staring blankly ahead
Just making my way
Making my way
Through the crowd

Stacie was looking over at Beca, gesturing for her to let go of this grudge and sing along to a song she loved about a year ago. Beca sighed and decided to join in with Stacie.

Stacie: And I need you
Beca: And I miss you
Both: And now I wonder
If I could fall into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass us by
Coz you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could just see you.....
If I could fall into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by?
Coz you know I'd walk
A thousand miles

Stacie: If I could just see you
Beca: If I could just hold you
Both: Tonight......

"See Becks, now doesn't that feel better?" Stacie gave a small smile to her friend, her face once again emotionless. "No Stacie it hasn't! I'm sorry but no matter what that song always brings back bad memories." She sighed as she turned off the radio, Stacie was gazing out of the window, she gave glances over to Beca who was concentrating on the road, her eyes looking somewhat teary, she never talked about it with anyone, not even Stacie, well she did but only very vague details and such. Stacie only ever got a few little pieces of information from the young brunette.

They were about two minutes from the music class, Beca was going to give a special appearance at, they had about ten minutes to spare and the two were quite tired after a long day at work so they stopped in at Starbucks for a quick coffee. It was the middle of October as Stacie being so unbelievably predictable ordered a pumpkin spice latte, "Umm ew-" Stacie laughed at Beca's disgust, "I'll have a latte with extra cream.... and an almond muffin please." "Oh an almond muffin, aren't you fancy?" Stacie teased pretending to drink something while sticking out her pinky.

After they were finished their coffee, and Beca was finished with her "fancy" muffin, they took a few pictures with the staff and some autographs too and headed out to Beca's "baby" once again to drive to the music class. They were both feeling refreshed and had longed to go back to their apartments and go to sleep, especially Beca she really didn't want to spend time with these kids, she hated kids.