Hello everybody! SO sorry for the wait! The final chapter of Honorary Bella! I really hope you enjoyed the story and there will be a sequel probably once the 3rd movie comes out on DVD so I can rewatch it a thousands times to write the sequel. I'm not really sure how I feel about this fic. It was my first ever and I could have done so much better so maybe I'll start editing it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pitch Perfect or any of its characters besides my OC, Grace.
The rest of the trip was still pretty eventful even after we all got over the fact that Beca and Chloe had been together for over a month and didn't tell us. It was full of celebrations and parties, most of which I was not allowed to attend due to the large amounts of alcohol involved, despite the fact that the drinking age in Copenhagen is only 16.
Beca and Chloe were not amused when I brought that up, but it didn't stop Fat Amy from taking me to a bar and trying to get me wasted.
It would have been fine, if not for Emily's guilty conscious. We'd only been there a mere fifteen minutes before my two guardians had shown up and shut it down. Amy and I were under strict adult supervision until we got on the flight home, kissing the American soil when we'd been granted our freedom on return.
The celebration had died down very quickly once everyone realized they'd be going their separate ways in less than a week, with only Emily returning to Barden next year along with a special someone.
Me.
After some thought, I decided that going to Barden University would be the best idea, not only because Emily is,—well mostly, yes—but also because I want to join the Bellas and make lasting friendships like the rest of the girls have.
Of course, the girls were thrilled when I'd announced that I'd been accepted, but still a little pissed that I hadn't told them I'd applied.
I was also a little upset that I wouldn't be living with everyone next fall, especially Chloe and Beca, because they were moving to New York City and renting an apartment with Fat Amy. It would be hard not being around everyone, but at least I'd have Em.
"Grace!" Chloe's perky voice snaps me out of my thoughts, her face hoping into my peripheral vision. "Are you packed? We have to be out of the house and on the road at one if we're going to be at my parents' house by dinner."
Looking at the clock, I can clearly see that it's 12:02 and I have less than an hour before everyone departs and we don't see each other for a while. A glance down reminds me that my suitcase is completely empty.
"Hey, is everything alright?"
There's a weight on my shoulder as Chloe places her hand down and squeezes it gently. "Yeah, I'm fine," I reply with a shrug.
She frowns, a knowing look in her eye. "Then why haven't you packed and look like Stacie stole your candy again?"
"It's just," I have every intent on lying, but keeping it in only seems to make it worse. "I don't want to say goodbye."
If its possible Chloe's smile gets even softer. "Oh, Grace, it's not goodbye, it's more of a see you later."
"But everyone's moving to different places. It won't be the same." Quickly, I wipe the few tears that leak out. "I like being all together."
"I know, I do too," her smile turns down slightly. "But, I've learned that change is a good thing and even when we're apart, we're still a family. I know it doesn't seem like it but everything will be okay," her eyes brighten. "Plus, we'll be together again for CR's wedding this summer, it's so exciting!"
A smile of my own forms. "Yeah, you're right, Chloe," we share a hug. "Thanks, I feel a lot better now," truth be told I'm still a little upset, but she's trying really hard and I don't want to upset her.
"Good!" she claps her hands together and grabs a couple articles of clothing from the floor. "Let's get packing!"
"Yes ma'am!" I salute, before opening the closet and getting started.
Chloe and I walk down the stairs twenty minutes later to find everyone sitting in the living room smiling like idiots.
"Um, what's going on?" I turn to the redhead to find her wearing a similar expression, the duffle bag sliding off my shoulder and hitting the ground with a soft thud.
"Well," I can now see the nervousness surrounding Beca as she jumps from the couch, races to the other side of the room and picks up a box wrapped in a bright red ribbon. "we wanted to give you something before everyone left."
She hands me the box and I eye it nervously before giving it a slight shake to test for anything dangerous.
"It's not a bomb, although that would be funny," Fat Amy remarks from her position on the sofa.
Lilly mumbles something that sounds like 'I've built a nuclear bomb,' but I try to pretend I didn't hear that and pray that she's not secretly a serial killer or something.
"C'mon, open it!" Chloe makes a gesture with her hands in encouragement and I slowly and carefully pull the ribbon loose before removing the lid, my eyes squinting in confusion.
Upon further inspection it looks like a piece of paper in a picture frame, but I don't read the words before I pull it out. "I swear if Amy is trying to give me her diploma to prove she graduated again I'll…"
My voice trails off as the bold words on the top of the framed paper register.
Birth Certificate.
"I don't get it," I look up from the 'present'. "I've seen my birth certificate before, you didn't have to put it in a frame," there's a collective sigh, along with a couple face palms that make me feel as if I'm missing something. "What?"
"Look closer!" Chloe waves her hands around spastically.
Taking a closer look, I can see the there is something different on the piece of paper that hasn't been there before. Above the lines where my parents name were supposed to be were two different ones.
Beca Mitchell and Chloe Beale.
My fingers tighten around the frame as tears drip down onto the glass. "I-Is this another prank?"
"I'll admit we do pull some mean pranks sometimes, but we aren't monsters!" Stacie defends the group, the rest of the girls making noises of agreement while Amy whistles innocently and stares at the ceiling.
"This isn't a prank, kid," Beca's smile is more nervous now than before. "We wanted to wait until the state approved it before telling you."
"Yeah," Chloe adds excitedly. "It's a lot harder than it looks to get a joint adoption in the state of Georgia!"
"You really want me?" I ask, looking up at the two women with a mixture of anxiety and hope built up in my chest.
"You know I don't get all sappy often," Beca grimaces before taking a deep breath. "But, we've kinda wanted you since the week after Chloe hit you with her car!"
"Hey! I tapped her with my car!"
"Uhhhhh, I'm pretty sure she went over the car when you told us the story," Emily replies unhelpfully, earning herself a glare from the redhead. "I mean, what car?"
Beca holds her hands out placatingly, so that everyone will stop, before turning back to me. "Grace, what do you say?"
There's only a brief pause before a shit eating grin makes its way onto my face and I launch myself at Beca, pulling her down to the ground with the momentum and squeezing tightly. "Yes! Yes! Yes!"
Something falls on top of me, hugging me from behind. "This is aca-awesome!" Chloe shouts, "We're parents, Becs!"
"We won't be for much longer if I die of asphyxiation!" the other girl groans from underneath both of our bodies.
"Dog pile!"
I immediately understand what Beca means when multiple bodies land on top of me, crushing the air out of me. If I wasn't so happy, I'd probably be begging for them to have mercy and get off, but since this is the last time they'd all be together for a while, I decided to endure it.
"Wait! Legacy still has to christen the house!" Jessica and Ashley shout in unison, sharing a look while they do.
Thankfully, everyone gets excited by this and Amy runs to the closet to grab the trash can lid they apparently use for this tradition.
We all watch with bated breath as the blonde Australian climbs the staircase and positions herself at the top on the lid. She pushes herself off and slides down in the most ungraceful manner possible, surprisingly not severely injuring herself when she reaches the bottom.
When Emily takes her turn, I'm forced to shut my eyes to refrain from watching my girlfriend break every bone in her clumsy body. Unlike Amy, Emily actually makes it look pretty easy and all the girls cheer when she gets to the bottom.
"Here, squirt!" Fat Amy tries to give the lid to me, but I don't take it, "c'mon you'll have to do it next year when you're a Bella."
"No thanks, I like my legs unbroken," the group groans in disappointment but don't push the subject any further.
The clock on the wall picks that moment to chime, alerting us that it's one o'clock and our times up.
"Okay, Bellas! This is it!" Chloe's eyes tear up as the group exits with all their bags, each heading to the line of cars parked out front.
Everyone says goodbye before getting in their cars and pulling out, each heading to their own futures. Emily and I share a long kiss that's interrupted by Beca suddenly letting out a loud cough. I promise to call and text her everyday before she gets into her car, Mrs. Junk waving to us as she pulls away.
"Alright, girls," the redheaded ex-captain of the Barden Bellas exhales as each of us get into the car and buckle our seatbelt. "Everyone ready?"
I can't see Beca's face because she's staring out the window, but I swear I can hear small little sniffles coming from her. Chloe must too because she reaches over the console and grips the brunettes hand.
"Yeah," Beca breathes. "Let's go."
Both women turn to face me in the backseat. "Grace?"
I grin. "I've been ready!"
That's all I need to say because Chloe starts the engine and we slowly drive away from the curb, the Bella house getting smaller the further we get.
There's a warm feeling in my chest as I leave the place that changed my life forever, but knowing I'll be back next year without everyone makes my heart hurt a little.
But, one thought keeps me from crying.
The Bellas may have graduated, but we'll always be a family.
I hope you enjoyed it! Let me know what you think and if you're interested in a sequel! Happy Holidays!