Summary

When best friends Bella, Alice, and Rosalie go to their friend Jasmine's wedding,

they never imagined they would meet three unbelievably gorgeous guys with topaz

eyes. Will jealous maid of honor Tanya get in the way of what's meant to be?

Chapter 1

BPOV

My best friends Alice, Rosalie, and I were on our way to get ready for our friend

Jasmine's wedding. We were to be bridesmaids while Jasmine's friend, Tanya, was the

maid of honor. Neither Alice, Rosalie, nor I liked Tanya. She was, to say it the nicest

way possible, a very materialistic no- brained snob.

Ever since 8th grade when Tanya became a cheerleader she has always thought

that she was better than everyone one else. Wrong. She thought she was the most

popular girl in school. Wrong again. She even thought she was the prettiest girl in

school. Even more wrong! Once, it ticked Rose of to the point where she would've

smacked her across the face if Alice and I weren't there to hold her back. Either she

was ignoring most people's horrible gossip about her, or she was pathetically oblivious.

I've always thought that with as much make- up as she wears, she looks like a clown,

but that's my opinion. Even though all three of us hate Tanya, we decided that we would

try to be nice to her, but made ourselves no guarantees.

Alice, Rose and I have been best friends ever since 1st grade when I moved to

Forks with my dad, Charlie, after my parents had gotten a divorce. When I walked into

class on my first day, Alice and Rose ran up to me and hugged me. Right away, Alice

told me, "We're going to be best friends!" It had freaked me out at the time but as the

years went on I found out that Alice had been right. Ever since that day we have been

best friends. Now, we are all 17, and juniors in high school.

Alice is short, around five feet, and pixie-like. She has hazel eyes, pale skin

(though not as pale as mine), and she had black spiky hair that went to around 2 or 3

inches above her shoulder. And a fact that no one could miss was that she was always

hyper.

Rosalie had blonde hair that went to the middle of her back. She was also tan

and looked like a supermodel. She was quite tall, around five feet eight inches, and had

ice blue eyes. She usually only got hyper when she was shopping or was extremely

excited for something (like when her and Alice planned a Bella-Barbie session).

Even though most people tell me otherwise, I'm just plain. I am extremely pale,

and have chocolate brown eyes. My hair is mahogany and goes to the middle of my

back (the same length as Rosalie's). I almost never get excited, I'm shy, and I loathe

Bella-Barbie.

"It's hard to believe that Jasmine is getting married. It seems like we just met her

yesterday," said Alice while paying attention to the road. She was driving us in her

yellow Porsche.

"I know. Hey, do you think there will be any hot guys there?" Leave it to Rosalie

to be thinking about that.

"Hopefully. Maybe Bella can find someone," Alice said laughing.

"Hey, I am perfectly fine thank you very much!" I said with a pout on my face. But

truth be told, I was hoping that I could find someone.

There was about a 30-second pause before Alice started thinking out loud, "I

wonder which one of us will get married first."

It was silent for what felt like an eternity after that. All of us were thinking about

what she had just said until Alice yelled, "We're here!"

Alice, Rose, and I got out of the car and started to look at the wedding set- up. It

was on the beach, right by the ocean. There were about 100 white chairs, split up into

two groups of fifty, with a separation in middle for Jasmine to walk down. It was to be

the aisle leading to her soon-to-be husband, Jason. There were a bunch of pink roses

on each aisle chair. It was simple, but perfect for Jasmine.

"It's beautiful," I said, stating the obvious.

I saw Rose and Alice just nod their heads in agreement.

"What are you guys waiting for? Come on, you have to get ready people will start

to arrive in about an hour," Angela called to us. Angela was also a bridesmaid. She was

the typical 'girl next door'. She had light brown hair that went down to her shoulders,

green eyes, and was tan like Rose. I saw that she was already in her bridesmaid dress.

It was light blue, went to around the knees, and had a shawl. Also, it was a halter. She

was also wearing heels to match the dress, but thank god they weren't that high. (A/N

picture of dress on profile).

As we followed Angela we heard someone start yelling.

"What the hell! What do you mean it won't zip up! You aren't trying hard enough!"

We walked into the small room to find that Tanya had been the one yelling. She

was screaming at a lady that looked to be in her early fifties. The woman looked

absolutely terrified.

"Great," I sighed as I realized that I would have to deal with Tanya for most of the

day.

"What are you all waiting for?!" Tanya yelled, glaring at Alice, Rose, and I.

"Hurry up, we don't have all day!" She continued, almost growling now.

Before Alice Rose or I had a chance to respond Angela grabbed mine and Alice's

wrists. Alice in turn snatching Rose's forearm as we were led away to another room to

get our hair and make-up done.

Welcome, I thought, to my own personal hell.