Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Twilight series books or their characters, nor am I claiming to. They all belong to Stephenie Meyer and the publishers who have bought the rights to her books.

The additions such as characters and plot however, are my idea. Do not steal them.

Enjoy!

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Time was dwindling away, each piece of sand in the hour glass slipping away into oblivion. It seems like the day is coming up to bit them in the ass, especially now, as Leah watched Emily go through her final fitting for her wedding dress. Her wedding with Sam.

Leah winced as she pushed back the memories of when she thought that would be her one day. Happily putting on a wedding dress, marrying Sam, living happily ever after, but in truth happiness came in short supply in her life.

Emily brought her from her thoughts, "How does it look?"

Forcing a smile to her face, Leah reminded herself what she had been reminding herself to do for some time now: smile, be a good sport, "It looks fine, you look beautiful." It was true, she did. Emily made a beautiful bride, and despite it all Leah was happy for her. She loved her and was happy she was happy. Leah just wished that she was happy under different circumstances.

Her compliment brought a smile to Emily's face, which lit it up completely. With smiles like those, you didn't notice the scar as much anymore, "Do you mean it?"

"Of course." Leah said, her smile seeming more genuine than before, "The dress is lucky to have you to wear it." This got her Emily laugh.

"All-right!" The seamstress said, standing back up, dusting off any traces of unwanted dust on knees, "Unless you feel that there is something else to address, that will be all. Everything, as far as I can see, seems to fit you perfectly."

Emily stood there for a moment, moving a little back and forth, testing out the movements of her dress and watching herself do so in the mirrors. The dress was beautiful on her, as if it were crafted and created especially for her to wear. When the day comes, and she walks down the isle, everyone will definitely be in awe. "It's perfect." She said, finally done with her assessment.

Moments later it was Leah getting a final fitting for the bridesmaid dress Emily had selected. It was a gorgeous shade of purple and fit Leah's curves and body type perfectly. With a pride in her eyes Leah watched her reflection in the mirror and the seamstress began to go over the dress. She was beautiful and this dress simply reminded her of it. Out there in the forests, running with the boys, it wasn't very often that she was able pride herself in her beauty.

"Oh, Leah, you look beautiful." Emily said as she did every time Leah put the dress on. Emily made the perfect choice in picked a dress and Leah was very thankful for that. You always heard about how some brides select terrible dresses for their bridesmaids, Emily was not this kind of bride.

"That she does," The seamstress said. As hard as she tried, Leah could never remember her name. It started with a P, though. That much she could remember, "and as soon as I make these final adjustments the dress will be ready to go."

"Oh that's great," Emily said and walked up beside Leah, "Isn't it?"

"Yeah, great."

"So, if you'd like to get out of the dress that'll be all for today!" The seamstress said as Leah continued to try to remember her name. Patti? Penny? Something silly like that.

She stepped down from the slightly raised platform and returned to the dressing room to remove the dress and put on her own clothes. As she was dressing she heard a voice outside. This wouldn't be strange except for the fact that it was a man's voice. A man's voice in a wedding dress boutique.

Once fully dressed Leah looked around to see where the source of the voice was coming from and her eyes finally found it. He looked tall, taller than Leah, but probably not as tall as some of the pack. His skin was tanned as if he spent too much time in the sun and at the beach. His hair was a dark brown mess on his head, there was no messy gels in his hair to make it look good, no, it looked like he just woke up with his hair in the perfect position. He carried himself in a dignified and important way. Leah sighed, it just figures that he'd be getting married. All the good ones are.

"Oh, he's cute." Emily's voice snapped Leah back to reality.

Once she gathered herself, Leah just snorted in reply, "Sure, whatever. He's probably getting married."

Emily didn't bother to argue with that one, "I'm going to go talk to Steph about something." She walked over to the seamstresses and Leah laughed quietly to herself. She wasn't even close in guessing her name, figures. It didn't really matter to her anyway. As soon as all this wedding nonsense was over with she would never see the woman again.

Leah made her way to the front of the store to wait for Emily when her eyes were yet again directed to the man in the store. He was so close, picking up the garment bag which was probably holding his soon-to-be's dress, "Here I thought the groom wasn't allowed to see the dress…" she murmured to herself, thinking nobody else would hear her.

"Actually, he isn't." he spoke, "Last time I checked there were no rules for the brother, though."

Leah winced, "Makes sense." She looked back towards Emily then back at the man. A part of her wanted Emily to hurry up, the other part didn't.

"That is does." He said, a teasing smile spread across his lips and Leah noticed that is was a very appealing smile, "Good day." He said and exited the store, garment bag in hand.

"Bye." She said and refused to turn around to watch him leave. She wouldn't do that, no matter how tempting it was.

"Well he seems nice." Again, Emily surprised Leah. She just giggled to herself, "Lets go home now."

"It's about time." Leah said, a scowl forming on her face as she turned to leave the store, letting the fresh air hit her. She couldn't wait for the wedding to be over. The very thought of it made her stomach churn. It definitely was not something she was looking forward to.

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Thank you for reading!

So, I got this idea to write this story for Leah, who has always been one of my favorite characters from the Twilight books.

I hope you enjoyed this as much as I enjoyed reading it. Like all other writers on this site, reviews are appreciated. All kinds of reviews! Even if you hated it, tell me, but tell me why. Same if you like it, tell me why.

Again, thank you.