Chloe And Beca Pitch Perfect Novels & Stories

The voice and face may belong to Becca, but the way she smiles is weird and didn’t suit Becca. “Okay, but please don’t kill me,” Chloe muttered while bringing her hands slowly. Please disappear Please disappear Please disappear Chloe muttered to herself and finally, she’s about to touch Becca’s hands......

Braun's offer while she had the chance. "Hi, my name is Becka, and this is Grace. How may I help you?" The girl on the left asked as Grace smiled next to her. Chloe approached the counter. Becka had bleach blonde hair cut in an angular bob with diagonal bangs. Her light blue eyes were lined in charcoal, and she had bubblegum pink stained lips. "I've never been here but my name is Chloe Harris and I was given a gift from Mr. Anthony Braun," Chloe told Becka.

“Tell me, how do you expect him to lead anything at all?” Every word landed like a blade. Seren heard them. Every single one. But she didn’t react. Couldn’t. Because Rafael still hadn’t moved. “Take it down, Chloe.” Dean’s voice hardened, his patience thinning. “Why?” Chloe tilted her head, feigning innocence, though the satisfaction in her eyes betrayed her. “This is my entry. Isn’t it Beautiful?” Her gaze flickered to Seren again, sharp and deliberate. “Ladies and gentlemen,” she continued, sweeping her hand toward the screen, “this masterpiece features the future lady of the De Luna household.”

I thought. Chloe looked stunning in her pink backless dress paired with red high heels. Probably taller than mine by inches. I am quite an inch taller than her without wearing heels. Her blonde hair cascaded down her back as she clung to Crow’s arm while carrying a small gold-branded pouch with the other hand. They looked perfect together. Matt greeted them, and soon everyone returned to whatever they had been doing. “They look so good together,” Mitch sighed dreamily. “I’m going to the restroom,” I told the girls, trying to ignore the sting in my chest.

Beatrice snapped as she walked around and yanked on one of Chloe’s arms for her to get off the prince’s lap. Chloe moaned as she slowly raised her hips up from the prince’s lap. His cock slowly slid out of her flooded pussy hole. She didn’t have time to say anything else before she was quickly yanked away from the prince. “You really can’t wait anymore, can you?” Florian asked knowingly before he laughed teasingly. “Please don’t be so mean…I’ve waited for more than long enough for this…” Beatrice said with a pout. “Grab the back of the chair and bend over,” Florian instructed casually.

"PITY will be more accurate. I mean, do you not smell the stench of desperation that follows you every step you take?" Chloe's broad smile waned, the excitement dying in her eyes as her slightly quaking lips struggled to keep the fake smile on. "You know, Juniper. It's about time you stop," she said. "Can't you see all your feeble attempts to bring me down never pan out? Stop trying. Just admit defeat already. No matter what you do, I'll always be a step ahead of you." She halted, waving a dismissive hand. "You know, I have to be on my best behavior. I can't be bothered with a loser like you on a special day like this. So. . . If you don't mind, I'd head back to making myself USEFUL. Au revo

But she looked radiant. "Oh my god," Sarah whispered. Chloe's mom started crying. Quiet tears streaming down her face. Leighton couldn't speak. Could only stare. Her best friend. Her sister in everything but blood. Looking like a dream. Chloe turned. Faced the mirror. Saw herself. Her hand flew to her mouth. "This is it," she said. Voice breaking. "This is the one." The consultant brought a veil. Pinned it carefully. It cascaded down Chloe's back. Simple. Perfect. Exactly right.

Leo said smoothly, completely unbothered. The heavy oak doors clicked open, and Chloe marched into the room. She was the perfect picture of campus elite, wearing a tailored houndstooth trench coat, her dark hair pulled back into a flawless ponytail. But her expression wasn't celebratory. Her eyes darted instantly between Leo’s relaxed posture and Gia’s flushed cheeks, her brow knitting into a sharp, calculating line.

The camera was fixed on her, and only her, until she reached the alter and faced Sebastian. My heart squeezed against my chest and my eyes flooded up with tears, yet again, for him— only him. The chapel was filled with people who resembled pure royals, and they looked on eagerly as the priest began speaking. "We should have crashed that wedding!" Gen shouted and threw a popcorn at the television. "And get arrested?" I took a handful of her big bowl of popcorn. "It would have been worth it, Em. SSHHH! It's time for the 'I do's part!"

“I know and I am sorry for adding this to your schedule, how about tomorrow we hang out. Just us doing anything you want.” “I will like that.” I said with a real smile as Kola nodded. “I also need to answer nature call.” “I can show you the way.” Cynthia offered as I smiled. “Perfect.” We moved off as Tomi shouted after us, when Cynthia told her where we were going, she joined us as my smile went bigger. These girls thought they could intimidate me but let’s see who ends up being intimidated. They waited for me to start washing my hand from using the toilet first before they started in on me. “Listen, you are not enough for Kola, you are nothing but a plaything, he deserves a woman.” Cynthia