"Chloe!"

"What?!" The fanatic red-head threw a glare at her blonde best friend before turning her eyes back on the road in front.

Aubrey whimpered and grimaced at the speedometer, her nails digging into the leather of her seat as she clung onto her seatbelt for dear life.

"You're driving too-"

"-no. Don't tell me what to do, not now." Chloe clenched, this time not even casting a glance in Aubrey's direction. She squinted against the strong rays pouring through the windshield and cursed under her breath for forgetting her shades. Suddenly remembering something, she quickly turned to her passenger who was freaking out in her shotgun position.

"Aubrey."

The blonde looked like she's about to throw chunks.

"Aubrey," Chloe seemed calmer now but the car remained its speed. "Where is it?"

"Ithinkit'srightoveratthefrontbutit'llbegreatifyou goslow-"

"What? Ugh Aubrey, remove your hand from your mouth."

Aubrey sighed and tried to sit more comfortably in her seat, "I said, I think it's right over at the front but it'll be great if you-"

Chloe turned around just in time to see Aubrey barf right unto her dashboard.

"Aubrey!" She quickly threw her arm over the blonde's shoulders, trying to calm her friend down, not realizing the slight downward slope coming up in front. The car started to swerve right and left as the red-head tried to keep the car straight with only one hand on the wheel while she continued patting the still-barfing Aubrey.

The swerving did not do the blonde any better.

"Chloe if you could only…" Aubrey stopped mid-barf as a huge shadow threw itself over the two girls and the car.

Meanwhile…

"… forever." Luke beamed.

The minister looked at the couple in front of him and smiled.

"Alright, I now pronounce you husband and wif-"

His mouth opened wide as he watched a yellow Volkswagon Beetle crashed through the white tents that have been set up right next to the solemnization area, and continued to stare in horror as it went straight to the lagoon at the back.

The crowd was silent for a moment, taking in the scene that just happened… and then started scrambling around. The men quickly ran to the car to look for survivors while the women rushed to the couple who was supposed to be already married.

Luke held on to his fiancée who was still in shock and kissed the top of her veiled head.

"Oh Luke, Beca! We're so sorry this happened!" an elderly lady cried as she hugged the couple.

Beca stared at the half-submerged beetle as Luke pulled her closer. "I'm sorry this happened, baby B," he whispered.

Beca turned in his arms and looked at her man, a small smile tugged at the corners of her lips. Luke was confused for a moment before a smile crept up his face.

"What the hell!" they bursted out laughing. Everyone stopped what they were doing to look at the couple who were laughing and wiping tears off their eyes.

After a few minutes and without explaining their moment of apparent euphoria, Beca tore herself away from Luke's embrace and made her way to the car. She was dressed in a white sundress with accompanying white sandals and pearl bracelets. As she reached the car, the men have already pulled two girls up onto dry ground near the tail of the beetle. Beca cocked her head as she studied the faces of the two girls - one blonde and the other a red-head. Luke came up behind her and squatted down next to the girls.

Beca knelt down next to him. "You know, Luke. This is the third time someone has cr-"

"-I know, Beca. Damn, can't a man marry his beloved in peace?!" Beca sniggered.

"Yup. At least this time the pastor got to say "husband" before it happened. Guess I'm just hard to get, huh. Oh."

Chloe started sputtering and coughing as she slowly opened her eyes. The sun rays once again stemmed through the crowd that has gathered around the girls and she squinted, trying to make out her whereabouts. She turned and saw a passed-out Aubrey lying next to her.

"Aub? Aubrey?!" She shot up and quickly gathered the blonde into her arms. "Aubrey, wake up!" She yelled, slapping her friend slightly at the cheeks and shaking her.

The blonde made a face and attempted to open her eyes, coughing out water as she did. "Chloe? Where are we?"

"I think…"

"… You're at our wedding."

The two unfamiliar voices stilled the two friends' movements.

They looked up and were met with the amused faces of Luke and Beca. Both chuckled and offered a hand each to the drenched girls. Chloe and Aubrey exchanged looks before accepting the hands, getting pulled up in the process. They swatted their backsides for loose grass and it was only then did Chloe see the mess that her beetle has caused. White canvases and poles that used to be the tents were now sprawled all over the area; tables and chairs overturned and her beloved beetle now half-submerged in someone's lagoon.

Beca took a step forward, "While we appreciate your grand entrance to Luke and mine's wedding, may we know what exactly happened? Last time I checked, Luke - I do not know these girls." She said, holding her hand out for Luke who grabbed it instantly.

"Neither do I."

"Oh gosh, Aubrey. You told me it was right in front!"

"You mean you really planned to crash her wedding?!"

"Yea, no, I mean.. No, of course not!" Chloe worried her lower lip as she flustered with her answer.

"Chloe!"

"Ladies!" Luke clapped his hands to get the girls' attention again. Just then, cheers and loud music erupted from a distance and everyone looked on as another couple dressed in white walked through their crowd with the biggest smiles on their faces. People were throwing petals and patting the bride on her back while she fixed her eyes on her bride in a way as though she's the only person in her world.

Luke and Beca turned back to the two girls - Aubrey was burning red with embarrassment while Chloe held a blank look. Her previous anger at Aubrey has disappeared, leaving eyes that held back unshed tears. The blonde, knowing immediately what was going through her best friend's mind, held out her arms and instantly felt Chloe in them.

The red-head clung on to her and wept.