A sisters pledge.
Inspiration: I was watching 'The school of rock.' And the "I pledge allegiance, to the band, of Mr Shneebley." is my favourite line. Of the whole film. I like pledging allegiances, as you can see. But this story isn't based on the film. At all.
"I pledge allegiance..." I giggled as Rose's pinkie tightened around ours.
"To my sisters..." Alice whispered.
"To my sisters..." We repeated.
"Forever and always..."
"Forever and always..."
"Till death do us part..."
"We're not getting married Alice." Rose scoffed. Alice giggled and shoved her.
"Repeat the line!"
"Till death do us part ..." We whispered together, making Rosalie giggle.
"Can I kiss the bride now?" I laughed loud, and then remembered it was midnight, and the camp counsellor told us to be asleep by then.
"Sorry." I whispered, dropping my pinkie and crawling towards my sleeping bag. Alice and Rose quickly followed my example. It was late and we had a long day tomorrow.
"Night you guys." Rose whispered and she blew out the lamp that gave us our only night.
Sheathed in the darkness, I whispered, "Love you guys ..."
"We love you too, Belly. Now sleep!" Rose whispered.
Present Day.
Bella.
I looked into the mirror, my reflection staring back at me with doe eyes and a wide smile.
I just got married...
It was all I could think. It was all I wanted to think. I had just married the love of my life, the best thing that had ever happened to me. But then, a memory, a stupid, insignificant memory, began to cloud my mind. Alice and Rosalie. My two best friends as a little girl. The ones I told my biggest secrets and fears to. The ones who I had to leave behind. I had to grow up. It wasn't my fault. I changed, and they changed and I moved on. I have Edward now. That should be enough. But its not. And that why I'm sitting here on my wedding day, just married to the best man on the planet, and I'm missing my two best friends from when I was ten.
"Baby?" I turned my head, and met the eyes of my love. I smiled weakly at him, and turned back to the mirror, watching him walk up behind me with a worried face. "Are you okay? Are you upset? Did you change your mind?" I shook my head at him.
Silly Edward.
I smiled. "Does it look like I changed my mind? I was just thinking about some things... I'm fine now." I turned and saw his face, a slow smirk appearing on his face.
"How does it feel, to be Mrs. Cullen? I laughed.
"It feels like your calling me your mom, if I'm being honest." I loved Edward. He knew how to distract me at all the right times. I didn't want to be sad, or down. This is my wedding day. My 'me' day. Thoughts of my childhood were already gone from my head.
Edward smirked and pulled me up from my seat, my pure white dress billowing out from my hips and down to my ankles. "How do I look?" I asked as we left the room.
Edward smiled. "Like a vision." He kissed my cheek and escorted my down the steps, like Charlie had done with me just an hour before. The entire room clapped and cheered at our grand entrance. I, being Bella, blushed and hid my face in Edward's shoulder blade.
I danced with Edward's father and brother, his best man, his mother, my father and mother and many others, all of which were less then elegant, as my dress tripped me multiple times.
The music that filled the room suddenly stopped and the DJ announced it was time for the Husband and Wife's first dance. I blushed as Edward guided me to the middle of the room, were everyone could watch us, giving them more reason to oh and aw. I stared deep into Edwards green eyes as his strong arms wrapped around my wrists and brought both my hands around his neck. I giggled and his arms dropped to my waist.
Bryan Adam's Everything I do, I do for you, began slowly playing in the background, and I smiled widely, remembering that I had told Edward I loved this song when we first met.
"You remembered?" He nodded and continued to rock us back and forth, whispering the words into my ear softly, and sweetly. I leaned against his chest, content to just stay there forever.
Once the song had ended, the realisation of today had dawned on me, and tears were streaming down my face.
"Happy tears," I smiled, after Edward asked what the matter was, "Everything's so perfect." I chocked on my tears and held Edward closer, though in the back of my mind, I could think of two things that could make it better. Those two were Alice and Rose. My sisters, who had missed the most important day of my life.
Alice.
"What on earth...?" I heard Rose yell, as she opened my apartment door with the key she happened to have. I danced around the island, the cooker still bubbling away with a mess I could hardly control anymore.
I giggled. "Help?" I handed her instructions to the cake mixture I was having trouble handling. She sighed and removed her messenger bag from her shoulders, dropping it to the floor and rolling up her sleeves. She quickly peeped into the broth and laughed.
"Aw, pixie, you're disastrous!" She sighed and turned off the gas on everything that happened to be on. I faux gasped and shoved her shoulder, causing her blond hair to fall over her face. "Gah," She exclaimed, pushing her hair roughly behind her ear. "I'm tempted to cut it all off."
"No. I refuse." I stated. Rosalie bald is just a road I refuse to go down, or even pretend to. "Pixie has spoken." Rosalie laughed and backtracked immediately.
"I was joking Ally-Bear. Oh gosh, Can you imagine me bald?" We both shuddered then, my mind seeing Rose with veins all over her scalp. I looked to her and we laughed in unison. She began to mix a lot of things in a big bowl, though I wasn't paying a lot of attention. Just as long as she made the damn cake, my worries would be calmed. I moved to the television and turned on the music channels, already bored of the silence. A rap song blared through the speakers and Rose screamed at me to turn it down a bit. I lifted my hand to my ear and shrugged. She put down the bowl and ran for me, grabbing the remote and muting the sound.
"You have neighbours, you know." She laughed, quickly turning down the music without making the mute disappear. Once she turned the sound on, I could hardly hear it.
"I realise mom. But there cool... And enjoy rap." I smirked and turned it up again, letting Rose get to work on the cake as I danced round the room.
After many songs and about an hour of nice smelling baked goods, the cake was finished and I ran to get it out of the oven, staring at the perfect shape of it. I put it on the side and stared Rose down, my hands firmly placed on my hips.
"How did you make it look edible?" She laughed and ruffled my spiky hair.
"Easy, I can cook. You can't." She giggled and looked over to the cake. " What's the cake for anyway?" She asked, obviously eying it up for pudding.
Back away, hungry.
"My mom invited me home for thanksgiving and I offered to make a cake-"
"Which I just made. Tell your mom that." She interrupted. I scowled, and then smiled brightly at her words.
"Why don't you?" She looked at me as if I had two heads. "Come with me, lots of cute boys reside in forks, you know." I stated, forgetting momentarily that she had lived there half her life and not one cute boy had passed through that town in years.
She laughed anyway. "I'll come. Not for the lie of cute boys, but because your parents make nice food. And I want some of that cake." She smiled, though her eyes drifted to the desert again. I laughed and hugged her. She may be a pig, but I loved her.
"Great! We leave tomorrow!" She gaped at me, obviously thinking she had more time to pack.
Silly rabbit. She should know me by now. "What? You think I'd give you some notice? I only just thought of asking you today." She smirked and picked her bag up.
"I guess I'd better get home and pack." She left the door open and I ran out to her.
"Rose!" She quickly turned and looked questioningly at me. "Meet me here bright and early." She turned. "And I mean early!" She laughed and put her thumbs up in the air. I shut the door and laughed again. Silly rabbit.