Dum dum de dum dum dum de dum.
I couldn't get my head around it!! My lifelong dream was coming true! I am getting married! The well-known wedding tune was ringing through my head, I was terribly excited. Walking down the aisle, with my arm linked through Charlie's. I could see from the corner of my eye that he had a massive grin spread on his face. I knew it was of pride. I glanced towards Alice (my lifelong best friend). Her eyes were gleaming as she mouthed the words 'You go girl!' I smiled. Alice was always there for me. Her optimism was always radiating off of her and onto to other people. There were gasps, I was guessing they were of admiration, actually I was hoping they were of admiration.
I was never a girl of fashion; I always stuck to my basic jeans and t-shirt, all the way through high school and college until now, after this wedding I was promised amazing clothes and everything I wished for, even though i didn't really want anything, I was happy to stick with my basics.
I got to the alter and turned towards Mike. He looked amazingly neat with his cropped hair stylishly slicked back and his wonderful suit with the white rose peeping through his chest pocket. He winked at me. I smiled, and my heart went out to him. Even though he wasn't the one I had always wanted, at least I would be happy. He lightened up my life, not as much as my old buddy Jacob, but he did, that's what counts. The interest he has in me, how hard he tries for me to take notice of him is the main reason I said yes when he asked me the question of all questions, that Saturday evening , on the balcony, with the candles flickering on the professionally set table. At the time I wasn't ready, but his effort and the fact that this was going to be what everyone had expected for 9 months now, made my mind up for me. I knew I was going to have a life time enemy.
Jessica.
She had always had the hots for Mike. Since High School. She hated me when she realised the Mike wasn't interested and only had the heart for me. The priest started. Everything was happening so fast before I knew it we were on to the 'I dos'.
'Isabella Swan do you take Mike Newton as your lawfully wedded husband?'
'I...' I was cut short by the sound of some shouting and running down the aisle. I turned around to see. A tall guy same age as me ran towards me. His bronze – Golden hair and the beauty of his handsome face were shining in the sunlight. He swiftly, yet graciously grabbed me by the waist and whispered in my ear 'Not so fast Miss Swan'.
And he slung me into his arms and raced back down the aisle and through the grand doors.