Before I met Jacob I used to love being alone, it never surprised me though. Foxes spend most of their lives alone, unless it was mating season. Now I can't stand being away from Jacob, and today I have the strenuous task of not being with him. Today is Benjamin and Renesmee's wedding day. Jacob is one of Benjamin's best men. Wonder how that happened. It might have had something to do with him being Renesmee's 'uncle'.

It's been six months since I changed into a human. I've learned a few new things, like how to drive a car. It's not one of my favorite things to do but I can. I've learned how to cook. I still prefer my meat raw, but Jacob told me humans prefer their meals cooked. He says it makes us sick. I also learned how to dress myself. Now that's hard, so many buttons and zippers.

At first all I wore were t-shirts and sweat pants. Then Jacob decided it was time for jeans and some button up shirts. For awhile I refused to wear them, so I would walk around naked. At first Jacob didn't seem to mind but after awhile he had to wrestle me into my clothes. Now I can get into my clothes all by myself. I can even tie my shoes now!

I still can't read, well not well anyways. I couldn't read Renesmee's wedding invitation. It looked pretty though. It was ivory, with sugar pink trim. The words were scribbled in fancy writing with big loops at the ends of the letters. Jacob said the invitation was sent to me, since he was already in the wedding. He said I could bring one guest. There's only one other person I would bring with me beside Jacob, Billy.

When I walked out of Jacob's bedroom Billy was waiting in the living room for me. He was trying to hold back a snicker. "What?" I asked. "Sarah. I think you need to go change." Billy suggested. "Why don't I look ok?" I asked. "You look fine, if you were going down to the beach." Billy said. I looked down at myself. I was wearing the black bathing suit Rachael gave me.

Over the past six months I had accumulated a bit of clothes from friends, I even got a few clothes from Bella. I don't wear those clothes, they're pretty but I just chose not to wear them. My favorite things are the clothes Emily gave me.

"Come on Sarah. I'll try and help you pick out something." Billy said wheeling himself past me.

***

"How about this?" Billy asked pulling out the short red dress Bella gave me. I rolled my eyes at him and his suggestion. "Come on Sarah. Bella would be happy if you wore it, to her daughter's wedding." Billy said. I sighed I knew in the end I'd have to wear it, Billy was always right.

I tugged the dress off the hanger, and laid it on the bed. I waited for Billy to wheel himself out of the room, before I started shimming the bathing suit off. "So why did you decide to wear a bathing to the wedding?" Billy asked on the other side of the door. "I don't know." I replied.

I did know but I was too embarrassed to tell Billy why. "Were you trying to look better than Renesmee?" Billy asked. Damn I hate the fact that Billy knows me so well. I thought. "N..no." I stammered. Billy just laughed at me from the other side of the door.

I slipped the dress on, and brushed my hair just like Emily had showed me. I didn't quite know how to put make on. I always poked myself in the eye whenever I put that stuff on my eyelashes. So to make me feel special Billy bought me a chap stick that had a little color to it.

I walked out of Jacob's room. Billy was still sitting in front of the door. "Much better." He said smiling. "Thanks." I said blushing slightly. "But are you going bare foot?" He asked looking down at me feet. I looked down at them as well. I let out a frustrated sigh. "Can't I just wear sandals?" I whined. Billy laughed. "Yeah, you can wear them if you want." Billy said.

"Yay!" I squealed, turning around and slipping the black sandals that were hiding under the bed. I walked back out and started to push Billy down the hall way. "Ready?" He asked. "To look like mud while she looks like white beach sand." I muttered. "I like mud. I'm pretty sure Jacob likes it too." Billy said. I just shook my head and pushed him outside.

***

"Easy, easy Sarah. A little less gas. Shift the gear down. Nope you're in first now. Go up to second. Ok you went too high. Move the gear shift here." Billy said pointing to the slot for second gear. It was easier that time to put the truck into second gear. "Ok Sarah Just keep it between 20 and 25, then you won't have to shift as much, but if you hear the engine running to high or low… Like that." Billy said the truck started to idle a bit. I quickly shifted down.

"Good job I didn't have to tell you what to do." Billy said.

The drive to the Cullens was unusually long, but pretty though. The three mile drive to their home was brightly decorated. String lights were wrapped around the trees. I could see tiny pearls, and small pink satin bows placed perfectly among them.

I pulled up to the Cullens big home. I've been here once before. I didn't want to come here but Jacob and I were invited over for Renesmee's birthday party. At first I refused to go, but Jacob kept pleading me, so I gave in. I think Bella was trying to make amense between Edward and I. Yeah right like that's ever happening. I thought to myself.

I stepped out of the truck and walked around the bed. "Sarah!" I heard a very familiar voice say. A pair of arms wrapped me, and lifted me up. Jacob squeezed me tightly, and kissed my shoulder. "Hello Jacob." I managed to say with the last breath Jacob squeezed out. He put me down and let me go.

"Well don't you look good." Jacob said turning me around. My eyes went wide. Jacob was in a tuxedo. The jacket, pants and shirt were black, while his vest and tie were light pink. Jacob took his index finger and closed my mouth shut. I didn't realize it was open. Jacob just laughed at me.

***

Billy and I sat in second row on the far end away from the center aisle. I watched as Jacob and Rosalie walked down the aisle. They weren't even touching each other. Jacob kept his hands pockets, and Rosalie was gripping tightly onto her bouquet. I could tell they were peonies by their scent. Rosalie's dress was the same color as Jacob's tie and vest. It trail a little behind her.

Alice looked like she was dancing down the aisle, but that was her walk. Her dress was the same color was Rosalie's but hers was short. It was light and airy. Her partner had the same exact tuxedo Jacob had on. He didn't look anywhere near as good as he did. This guy was very dark. He's porcelain skin would fool anyone, but not me. His light blondish hair was wavy it never stayed in one place. His black eyes stared at me intensely. I slunk down trying to hide myself. Alice's partner smirked and turned his eyes to the front.

I wrapped one of my arms around Billy's, as Renesmee and Edward came walking down the aisle. I sighed lightly. She did look better than I did. Billy placed his hand on my arm, and leaned closer to me.

"Don't worry Sarah someday that will be you walking down that aisle to Jacob." Billy said. "Only if you're the one walking me to him." I said smiling. "I'd be honored to walk you down sweetheart." He whispered this time. Everyone was silent as Emmet began to perform the wedding.

The ceremony was over within ten minutes. Everyone was outside which was decorated beautifully just like the drive up here. Billy and I were sitting down at a table that was two tables away from the bridal parties table. Jacob was looking at me the whole time. I blushed every once in awhile.

"Mind if I have this dance?" I heard a voice behind me say.

I turned around to find Alice's partner behind me. He had that same exact intense stare on me. I shivered as a cold feeling swept over me.

"Yes." I said. I don't remember my brain telling me to say anything but for some reason my lips spoke without command. He held out a porcelain hand, and I took it. Yet again my brain didn't tell my hand to take his. I fact I think I was telling myself to stop, but for some reason I couldn't. We walked towards the dance floor and he started leading me around.

"So what is a beautiful thing like you doing with a dog like that?" He asked me.