Getting Ready for the Wedding………
Sleepy Head………..
"Bella, wake up… Today is the big day!" Alice whispered softly in my ear. Then she started singing, "Here comes the bride, here comes the bride."
"UGH." I practically yelled back at her, yet that still didn't wipe that huge, glorious smile off of her face. It was very hard to stay mad at some one when they looked like that.
"I'm glad you are finally up. I was afraid to wake you, you just looked so peaceful."
"Well, that's what happens when people sleep, not like you would know." I answered more sarcastically then intended. I instantly regretted saying that the minute the words were spoken, but I was to agitated to really care.
She looked at me, and then slowly said, "Bella, you have to get up. Your wedding is in twelve hours, and I want you to look perfect."
Oh great that means hours of some one twisting my hair, and doing my nails, and putting on make up. Why hadn't I let Edward talk me out of this huge wedding? Oh yeah, it's because he looked so excited, and you cant make some one who looks like a god get all disappointed. It would be like rain on the perfect sunny day. You just can't do it.
"Bella…..?" Alice asked impatiently.
Right, I hadn't responded yet, "Sure, sure. Why not?"
"Yay!" Alice shouted in her sing-songy voice, "OK, now…. Let's get you up and ready to go to Pierre's."
"UGH…. Alice…" I whined.
"Hey don't argue with me it's your wedding day, and-as I already said- I want you to look absolutely PERFECT." She purred.
"Fine." I already knew that Alice would get her way no matter what. So I just stopped before-
"BELLA!" Alice said in an urgent tone.
"OK, OK. I'm up." I said as I slowly hobbled up from my bed.
"Good. Now I already laid your clothes out. So we won't waste any time."
Yeah, cause the last thing I wanted to do was waste time before becoming a Barbie, waiting to get dressed and all dolled-up.
"OK. So here is the game plan…." I kind of spaced out after that. I just kept nodding my head and saying things like 'Yeah, sounds great' at the appropriate times. Yet, I knew she saw through me, sometimes I forget how smart Alice is.
"Bella, I know you didn't get one word of what I just said, but we need to go now if we want to keep your appointment." She smiled encouragingly.
I sighed. "OK, where to first?" I asked unwillingly.
"Pierre's, remember? Anyway, we will get your nails and hair done there. Then back to my house so Esme, Rosalie, and I can work on your make up, and finally put on that wonderful dress I helped design."
"Joy." I said with an unhappy tone.