Ok, so short chapter, but it's only a prologue, normal chapters will be between 4000-5000 wordsish (:
I hope this chapter isn't too confusing, but feel free to ask any questions if you're unsure. This is sort of a cross between The Wedding Date with Derba Messing, and a situation I've got going on at the moment and I thought I could relate it well to Twilight. All human, Alice and Mike are getting married, Alice invited Edward for obvious reasons, Mike invited Bella because of their serious relationship in the past, so sort of out of politeness. The rest of the cast of Twilight will be involved in later chapters, but for now, that's all you know (:
Before you all beef at me about the terrible pairing of AlicexMike, forgive me for now and stick with it. It should hopefully all pan out (:
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For Better, or For Worse?

Bella

Prologue

"You mean you'll do it?" I asked, hopefully, opening my eyes wide and staring at Edward with my best puppy-dog pout.

He shifted in his seat. We were sat alone, huddled on a cafeteria table. Luckily, we'd managed to get lunch together. I had something I'd wanted to talk to him about.

"I don't know, Bella, my brother's gonna be there too… and it's my sister's party; do you really think we can pull it off? My parents would kill me if we ruined the wedding." He shook his head, narrowing his gaze on me.

I held up a hand in gesture towards him and smiled, nodding. "Sure!" I tried to reassure him. "The wedding isn't for another few months, so we've both still got time to convince our families that we're for real." I paused. "Please, Edward, I wouldn't ask if I wasn't desperate." I may have been trying a little too hard when I batted my eyelashes, but it seemed to work.

He sighed. "Why do girls always do this? Jessica tried the same thing with me, when if she'd just spoken to me about it in the first place, I might have considered her. Pretending to go out Eric Yorkie did nothing to make me want her back." Shaking his head, he brought his eyes back to mine. He must have noticed the anguish floating across my face, because he sighed again. "Ok, so if," he gave me a long stare, "and I mean if," he clarified, continuing. "If I agree to this mad plan of yours, how do you think you're going to get Mike back? I thought you were long over him."

Ouch, that hurt. I thought through what I wanted to say before I insulted the only friend I had at the moment. "I miss him, Edward, and if there's any way for me to let him know that, I think this is it. He must have invited me to his wedding for a reason. If he sees me there with…" I gesticulated towards Edward, trying to insinuate his attractiveness without actually saying it, "well, with you, I'm hoping he'll realise he still cares about me."

"Bella," I hated it when he said my name like that. He might as well say you're wrong, don't be stupid. Instead he'd come up with some logical reason why my mind didn't work right. "Personally, I think you're riding too much on this. I know you and Mike were together for a long time, but there are other people out there. He's getting married, why…" he trailed off, taking a sip of his coffee. I didn't want him to finish that sentence any more than he did.

It had been almost eighteen months since Mike and I had separated after being an item for just short of two years. It had been me that had broken it off, using my new job at an office across town as my excuse. We're not going to see much of each other anymore; I think we should just move onto other people had been my exact words. I hadn't wanted to end it, but I'd had this strange epiphany that if I stayed with him, which I would have gladly done, I'd be stuck in the same day, reliving it a million times. I wanted some variety, and Mike definitely couldn't give me that. I'd loved him, which was why I had to let him go. He didn't need to be stuck loving someone who couldn't love him in the same way. We'd stayed in occasional contact over the past year and a half, but I'd never told him how much I missed him for the fear of his rejection. He'd met a new girl, anyway. Alice. Alice Brandon. She was Edward's half sister, and a sort-of friend I'd had since my younger years.

Selfish as it was, if Mike wasn't happy with me, I didn't want him to be with anyone else. I had to win him back.

"Please, Edward, I love him too much to let him go. Please help me." I took hold of his hand closest to me and pouted again.

His silence lasted a few moments as he gazed at me with an emotion I couldn't quite recognise. "You realise, if you do manage to pull this off, how much hurt you're going to cause my family? You'll break my sister heart and she'll probably never talk to me again. You fully understand what we're about to do, don't you?"

I thought for a second. I'd not really considered what this would do to Edward and Alice's relationship. They weren't close anyway, Edward hadn't spoken to her in coming on five years, but the wedge I wanted to drive between them wasn't fair. I didn't like the way Alice had treated Edward back when they were younger. Edward and I had been friends for a few years and he'd made no secret of his dislike to his sister. He'd told me that they'd never really got on. It'd topped it off for him, though, when she'd stolen his credit card because she was so desperate for the latest American Apparel dress and matching bag. He'd been two hundred dollars in debt by the time she'd given it back. Once he'd paid off the credit, with minimal help from her, he'd made as little contact with her as possible to avoid arguments.

Although they didn't speak at all, would it really be right of me to use Alice's brother to split her up with her fiancé? No, it wouldn't. Did it bother me? Not as much as it should have done. Strange.

"Yeah, I totally understand. But, even though it makes me sound absolutely awful, I still wanna go through with it. Is that ok?" My voice sounded quite small. I cared what Edward thought of me, regardless of the subject.

He sighed again, a long exhale that made him sound tired. Eventually, he nodded. "Ok, let's do it."