A/N Hey my lovely peeps. I worked really hard on this chapter knowing how much I eff'ed up with the character changes. Anyways there's more BeChloe here.

Thoughts are in italics mainly Chloe's unless otherwise specified.

I do not own: 27 dresses, or Pitch Perfect.

Please enjoy.

CH. 4

In the next couple of days Chloe has been swamped with wedding preparations. On a Saturday morning Luke invited Chloe out to walk around Central Park and talk about wedding-stuff.

"Hey Chlo, Aubrey gave me this list of things we need to prepare for." Luke truly couldn't be happier about this wedding. He had found the girl who was worth changing for. Sure, he had thrown in a lie here and there, but it was all for Aubrey's sake. Luke truly wanted to be the perfect man for Aubrey, because indeed Luke thought Aubrey was perfect.

"Oh great!" Chloe answered sardonically. She had no idea how she was able to keep with the charade of happy, bright, and bubbly perfect-Maid-of-Honor. As she kept reminding herself, though, this was just another wedding she was happy to help with; her brother's wedding nonetheless, which meant 105% commitment from Chloe.

"Be nice will you?" If Luke noticed Chloe's bitchiness at all, he didn't mention it. He truly believe that his baby sister was just messing around with him.

Chloe shook off all negatives thoughts away, she took a deep breath and continued, "Just read me the list, Luke"

Luke took out a mini notepad with the list on it. The handwriting was immaculate with meant that Aubrey indeed had written it. "Have you gone by the flower shop and ordered the favors?"

"Yes, and yes."

"What about the invitation mock-ups?"

"Already done."

Luke beamed at Chloe. Only someone like Chloe would be on top of this. "Uh-huh. Isn't this so much fun Chlo-bear. You helping me out with the wedding! I'm getting married!" He practically yelled so that everyone at Central Park could hear.

Chloe sighs, "Cannot believe it."

Turning another page, Luke looked more serious, "Aubrey doesn't have a lot of girl friends and she was wondering if you can ask Stacie to be a bridesmaid."

"Stacie? My Stacie?" What the heck, couldn't they just leave the wedding party as it was. Isn't this enough torture. Yep Chloe was about to lose it.

"Yeah! I saw her at that party and she's hot. She would look great alongside my Aubrey."

She counts to 3 in her head and replies, "Okay. Fine. I will ask her."

"Hey do you remember my friend's rehearsal dinner. They had this slide-show playing in the background of picture of them as a couple. I was wondering if you could do a slideshow with picture of me and Aubrey and say funny things."

Chloe just nodded at that point. Anything for family, right?

Luke smiled brightly as he remembered something important, "Oh God! Chloe, guess what? You know that writer in the New York Journal that you like, the one that you are obsessed with? He wants to do a whole 'Commitments' column on us in the journal. He called me up yesterday. Isn't that amazing? You are going to meet the famous writer!" Luke was as chirpy as Chloe would be. Except she couldn't really be excited about this wedding, now could she?

At this point, Chloe would believe that anything and everything good will happen to Luke and Aubrey. Dammit, they even got her favorite writer to make a column on her brother's wedding.

"So I've been listening a lot to what you have to say about weddings. And I shared one idea with Aubrey, which she absolutely loved, and would die to have."

"And what is that?"

"Come on, walk with me." Both made it to one side of the lake, there were a bunch of people just cruising the lake on boats. And at the other side, a gorgeous venue could be seen. "Ta-da!"

"The boathouse?"

"Uh-huh."

"Aubrey, called and well initially they told us they had no availability. But you know how she is. She won't stop until she gets what she wants. So she called several times, and during a call they informed us of a family drama that got a wedding cancelled. Anyways long story short, we found an opening. And me and Aubrey are getting married in 3 weeks!"

"Holy shit. Uh-" Chloe's mouth just hung open. Yep anything and everything would happen for this to be the perfect wedding. A wedding, that wasn't Chloe's wedding.

"Chloe I know you can pull it off. I kind of didn't want to wait that long anyways, and Aubrey is just as ready as I am"

She tried, she really tried, "Yeah it's just that…"

"Chlo-bear you could be excited for me you know?"

"No I am, Luke, I am. I just, I didn't know that you also wanted the white wedding that I've been dreaming about. That's all. But if that's what you want, then I am happy for you. I just want you to be happy. I hope you know that,"

"Awwh. Thank you, Chlo. This is gonna be so great!"

o-o-o-o-o

Sunday night was Stacie's and Chloe's yoga night. Of course, Chloe couldn't wait to release all her frustrations. She told Stacie the whole story.

"That selfish whore!" Stacie says a little too loudly to be in a yoga class. "I can't believe it! He could literally have anyone he wants. He is a freakin' model for godsakes, but nooo, he had to have Aubrey. She is too good for that manwhore anyways" As the class goes down in a forward extended lunge, people start staring at Stacie. "Honestly Chloe, you can't plan your brother's wedding to the woman you love. It's sick." The class proceeds to the downward dog pose. Chloe is a bit thrown of her center and loses her balance. She takes a deep breath and finishes her position.

"To be fair, Stace. I never told him how I felt about her, and nor should he. She's my boss." As she switches to the warrior pose, Chloe says dejectedly, "I'm just gonna have to get over it. I don't really have a choice. And neither do you. Aubrey wants you to be a bridesmaid."

Stacie can't take it anymore. She forgets all about the yoga and the class she's in and she stands and faces Chloe, "You are shitting me." Stacie is pissed. She cannot believe how much of a selfish whore she is.

A student trying to stretch right in front of both of them turns and stares at Stacie, "Uh, excuse me." The student shakes their head and goes back to her stretching and breathing.

Both women ignore the interruption and continue their conversation. Chloe needs Stacie support, so she practically begs her best friend, "Please!?"

Both of them stretch their arms, "No!" And then touch the floor with full extended legs standing up. "No, I won't do it on principle. Best friend code right here. Count me out" Of course Stacie supports her best friend. That is the exact reason why she won't partake in the ceremony that's gonna tore Chloe's heart into pieces.

"Stace, as my best friend, you have to be there. Don't make me do it alone!" The class moves down to the upward facing dog pose or Chloe and the class at least. Stacie is just sitting down at that point.

"Fine. Fine. But I'm doing this for you. If he or she cross me… I swear I will kick their ass. And then your ass. Then I will get a couple of drinks. And see if I can go home with one of Luke's friends."

The teacher rings the dong bell in hopes to shut Stacie and Chloe up. Chloe giggles but otherwise she shuts up and continues her yoga stretches. Stacie groans and rolls her eyes. "There is no sign here that says no talking." Chloe just smiles at her friend.

o-o-o-o-o

The following Monday Chloe is back to Best-Maid-of-Honor mode. Given the amount of weddings she's done Chloe knows exactly where to go for anything regarding weddings. Today's task is to find the perfect cake. Chloe doesn't need to find a perfect cake, she already has something in mind. The issue was to actually get a cake done in time for the wedding, which was in 3 weeks.

Chloe pulls up to an Italian bakery in Manhattan. These pastry chefs always delivered for her, as well as Chloe would always deliver for them. She had already made a special bond with the lead pastry chef, Tony. The cakes were always done to pristine picture perfection. It was as if those 4 layered, ivory colored, cakes where taken exactly out of one of those magazines. Yet, these pieces of art always had that special and unique touch to fit every wedding accordingly. Besides that, this shop also had the best cake batter Chloe had ever tasted, and oh had she tasted. This time around Chloe was having some complications, "Oh come on, Tony!"

"Chloe, 3 weeks? It just cannot be done."

It's true. Wedding cakes, and anything wedding truthfully, took months of preparation and reservations in advanced. Chloe had to take out the big guns, "Tony, do you remember that 6-tier castle cake you provided for the Morrison's? How that wedding made front page of 'INSIDE Weddings' specifically because of the gorgeous cake. Which in turn brought in several commissions? Or perhaps the tower of edibles that you made for the party in the Hamptons? You and I both know you can do anything, and essentially I'm calling in a favor here."

Tony look skeptical, but then he sighed, "3 weeks you say?" This brought a smile to Chloe's face.

"Yes. Thank you and I expect an extra 20% off." Sure, her brother might be a model, but Chloe also had her tactics to get things done.

"It would be my pleasure. Anything for my favorite redhead client."

"That's more like it." She turns around to give the good news to the engaged couple. "All set."

Aubrey pulls Luke's arm excitedly, practically bouncing. Luke looks extremely proud, and very happy to have Chloe on board and on top of things. Just as Aubrey is about to thank Chloe for all her hard work, there walks in a smirking brunette clapping obnoxiously loud. Chloe turns around and sees Beca walking towards them. The entire party looks disturbed by this interruption. Aubrey makes a weird, slightly judgmental face and Luke is about to ask who this annoying person is, but Beca beats him to it.

Beca extends her arm to Aubrey, "Hi. I'm Mitchell. Beca D Mitchell." She steps back until it dawns on Aubrey who exactly was the person standing in front of her.

Chloe once again is watching the exchange dumbfounded, "wait what?" All 3 other parties ignore her outburst.

"That's right! I didn't want to believe it until you were here." She turns to Luke ready to introduce him, "this is my fiancé, Luke."

Beca smiles brightly at the couple, "ah, yes." She gives Luke a quick handshake, "congratulations to the both of you."

"Thank you!" Luke finally says. Just in that moment Aubrey gets a call, "babe, I gotta take this." Luke nods in acknowledgement. Both missing the weird looks that Chloe is throwing at Beca, and that Beca is just about responding with her raised eyebrows at Chloe.

"Alright, if there is anything regarding the cake that you need help with, I will be just over there." And so Aubrey takes the call and walks away.

There was an awkward pause and Luke notices it that Chloe is still off to the side, "Oh! And this is Chloe, my sister and Maid of Honor. She also happens to be obsessed with your stories in the New York Journal."

At this comment Chloe looks panicked and about a second away from slapping Luke square in the face. "Uh-hmmm" She is looking anywhere but at Beca. And on the contrary Beca is staring in amusement, and a hint of pride, at Chloe.

Luke continues embarrassing his young sister, "Yeah—she keeps just your articles and stores them. Of course, she would never admit to it," At this moment Beca is beaming, "but I totally found her stash. She's your number one fan" Chloe glares at Luke, which causes Beca to purse her lips to keep Chloe from getting angry. "It's not in a creepy way, though." Luke finally shuts up.

"Right," Beca turns from Chloe's glare, and offers a small smile to Luke.

Chloe is not only angry at Luke at this point, but also at Beca. She feels slightly betrayed. She walks up to both Luke and Beca, "why didn't you tell me you write for the New York Journal."

Luke is surprised at this question, "wait you two know each other." Beca smiles.

"We both work the wedding circuit," Beca says as she winks at Chloe. "Technically, Chloe, you never asked me what I wrote. In fact, if I do recall, you didn't even believe I was a writer." She is once again beaming, at the newfound information.

"Wait, Dee Mitchell?"

"I use it as my pen name so that I don't get stalked by the crazy brides," She winks at Chloe.

"Ha. Of course, wouldn't want that." Chloe is outraged, she can't handle the situation. She felt thrown into a corner. She just needs a moment alone with Beca, to find out what the hell is going on. "Hey Luke, could you just give us both a moment…alone. Just…a minute. To talk. About your wedding, of course." Oh great, and now she's stuttering. She grabs Beca's arm and walks away from Luke.

Chloe doesn't know if she should be indifferent about this, but at the moment she just feels hurt, "Beca! Why would you lie to me?"

"No, I didn't. You just didn't believe I was a writer, and you never asked me what I wrote." Always the smart ass, Beca. If Chloe was being honest she did have a point, but there's no way she's gonna tell Beca that.

"But—how? I mean, you write the most beautiful things," She loves the writer, the stories are so beautiful. Chloe really can't believe that all those wonderful things she reads about can come from this ball of sarcasm that's standing in front of her. "Do you actually believe in love, and marriage, and pretend to be a cynic? Or are you a cynic who knows how to spin romantic crap for girls just like me?"

Beca can't help but to frown in amusement, "Hm, I didn't quite follow all of that, but I think the second one? The 'spinning crap' one." And obviously smirks at Chloe in an annoyingly cynical way, very Beca-esque.

Yep. Chloe is devastated. After all they do say not to meet your heroes. "Oh my God. I feel like I found out my favorite love song was written about a stupid hot dog." Chloe is really just talking to herself at that point. She can't even look at Beca anymore. Thankfully Aubrey got done with her phone call and wanted to touch base with the writer. "Hi. Can I steal you away to tell you about Luke and me?"

Beca doesn't seem to be all that thrilled to be taken away from Chloe, but she is here for, apparently, Aubrey and Luke's wedding. "Of course, of course. That's why I'm here." And so Beca takes out her notepad and a pen and follows Aubrey.

Chloe stays standing still, and sighs dejectedly. She shakes her head in bewilderment. After a few breathes in and out, she is ready to put on that mask of happiness and sunshine and follow the wedding party around.

o-o-o-o-o

Beca's plan is finally flourishing. She was ecstatic to find out that Aubrey's wedding had been pushed sooner rather than later, which meant she could get her story going. To gather more information about the beautiful redhead and her crazy lifestyle, she had to go in. There was no better way to do her research than to literally go behind the scenes of the whole event. Beca would be standing in the sidelines, just close enough to get all the necessary details.

After Beca hung out with Chloe that one day, the writer started her piece. The research portion started with finding out Aubrey's workplace number. Beca, being Beca, called 'Urban Everest' and persuaded the receptionist to give out Aubrey's cellphone number. Beca called Aubrey to inform her that she was interested in covering her wedding, which is how she found out that the wedding had been pushed in the first place. She told Aubrey, over the phone, that she was intrigued by their love story and thought that it was a story worth covering. Aubrey immediately agreed to Beca joining the wedding party and told the writer that they were going to be visiting the Bakery in Manhattan the following Monday. Beca immediately agreed to meet up and said it was an excellent time to start writing about Aubrey and Luke's wedding.

o-o-o-o

When Beca agreed she knew that Chloe was going to be there, and she also expected some form of backlash from Chloe when the redhead found out who Beca really was. What Beca did not expect, however, was to find out that Chloe was a die-hard fan of hers, albeit unknowingly. Truth be told she found Chloe's fan-girling very flattering, and it even brought a smile to Beca's face. This was definitely gonna be a fun story to cover, she thought.

After they all got done at the Bakery they all went their different ways. Through conversation with Luke, Beca found out that him and Chloe lived together. Beca followed up the conversation by asking Luke what his address was, so that "she can have one-on-one interviews with everyone involved in the wedding party" was the lie Beca told. And "out of convenience she thought it would be best for the writer to go to the interviewees." Of course, it was all an excuse for Beca to see Chloe and ask her, and only her, the questions. Beca could care less about the wedding, she was beyond done with those stories anyways, Chloe was the real story. Beca was intrigued by how a woman can be so entranced and so willing to give her all to this blood-sucking, conniving, deceiving, and money-wasting industry. Honestly it didn't matter to Beca, to find out the secrets of a romantic, she just wanted a better job. A job that wouldn't make her lie to her audience, or not lie in such a way. Weddings are, after-all, just a bunch of lies.