A/N: Hello! This FanFiction was an idea by my friend Nikki (JateSkateFate815). She dared me to write a Fanfic of a sentence she gave me. Haha, so, I kept my word to writing the fanfic, so here is the fanfic.

Nikki, you so owe me for this one!

Summary: "When Bella asked me to be her maid of honor, I thought she was on something…but when she took me dress shopping, I knew she was on something…"

Dedications: Nikki (JateSkateFate815), because she gave me this brilliantly hilarious dare to write this fanfic, and because she's wickedly amazing. Also, she is the brilliant woman who wrote the summary (Which was the sentence she gave me). So thanks a ton plus a billion Nikkers!

Disclaimer: I live, breathe speak Twilight, but sadly, I don't own the amazing Twilight Saga. –Sigh-

All Bella's POV

Because I couldn't sleep, I woke up at 5:08, and now, here I was. I sat at the kitchen table, playing with a wrapper to a straw. I could smell coffee brewing in the coffee pot. I looked at the time: 6:08 AM. I've been up for exactly an hour, doing nothing. Charlie had left early to go fishing, and soon after he left, I awoke. I stood up, getting a mug from the cupboard, pouring myself a cup of coffee. I didn't bother to put any cream or sugar in it; I needed the energy, due to the little amount of sleep I got the night before. I walked into the living room, and turned on the news. I was more engrossed in the small, yellow mug I held in my hand that was filled with coffee. I brought the mug to my lips one more time, taking a long swig.

After drinking the last drop of coffee, I got another cup. I drank it quickly, finishing the pot. I searched the cabinets, looking for another bag of coffee. Nothing. There wasn't anymore coffee in the house. I decided to take a trip to the store.

I jumped in my truck, wanting more coffee. It was completely weird that I used to detest coffee, and now I was completely and utterly in love with it. The engine revved, and I made a wide turn into the parking lot of the Thriftway. I turned the engine off, hearing the motor die down. I got out, walking inside. I looked around for a bit in the coffee aisle, eyeing the specialty coffee, the regular, cheap coffee Charlie usually bought, and the gourmet coffee imported from England. I grabbed the specialty, irritated I wasn't drinking any coffee.

I paid quickly, and drove home quickly, in need of coffee. I ran inside, falling at the steps, but regaining my balance quickly. I made the coffee, drumming my fingers against the counter, watching each drop fall into the pot, watching it slowly rise higher and higher by the minute. Irritated, I grabbed the coffee pot, pouring myself a cup quickly, and taking a sip. The warmth of the liquid burned my tongue, but the burning sensation felt nice against my tongue.

After getting a second cup, the phone rang. I jumped, due to the over energized mood I was in from the black coffee.

"Hello?" I said into the phone.

"Hey, Bells," A friendly voice said. Jacob. "I was just making sure that you were still up to going to lunch today. You are, right?"

"Sure, sure, Jake," I said a little jumpy, taking a sip of coffee. My hand shook as I set the mug back on the counter.

"You okay Bella? You seem a little jumpy." He asked me in a nervous tone.

"Sure, sure, Jake. I'm fine! Just come get me at noon." My words were slurred, and my voice was filled with excitement.

"Okay, Bella…" he trailed off, and I turned the phone off, pressing numerous buttons before finding the 'Off' button.

I sipped at my coffee some more, getting another cup. I poured it too quickly, spilling some on the counter. Quickly, I washed away the coffee. I drank my last bit of coffee from the second pot, wanting more. I knew I shouldn't make anymore, but I couldn't contain myself. I jumped around the kitchen, making one last pot. It brewed slower than ever, and I waited as patient as I could before I drank directly from the pot, gulping the coffee quickly. I stopped numerous times, due to the burning coffee that burned my throat. I wiped my face, which was splattered with dried coffee.

The pounding on the door, which was meant as a knock, indicated that Jake was here. I jumped, throwing my coat on, jumping out onto the porch.

"Hey Jake!" I blurted, seeing him smiling at me.

"Hey Bella." He eyed me suspiciously. Do I seem different? Maybe it's because of the several cups of coffee I have.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" I repeated. I couldn't stop myself from jumping off the steps of the porch, and falling on the lawn. "Ouch," I said getting up, rubbing the grass from my jeans.

"Where to?" Jake said, getting in his car.

"Anywhere! Anywhere's go with me!" I said. My words came out rushed, but I didn't mean them to be.

"What's wrong with you Bella?" He asked me, looking at my eyes like I was on some type of drug or something.

"Nothing, not a thing, Jake!" I jumped in the seat, bouncing around.

"Okay…" He started the car, backing out. I looked behind us, seeing my house fade with the distance. "I HAVE TO PEE!" I blurted. Jake looked over at me incredulously.

"Um…did you forget to um…urinate or something?" He muffled a laugh.

"No, I just have to go REALLY bad!" I explained, holding the inside of my legs.

"Um. Okay." He pulled into a small café parking lot, laughing at me. We both got out, and I jumped into the café, Jake behind me. We sat down at a booth by the window, and looked at the menus that were set in front of us. A waitress came by to take our orders.

"What you two like?" She asked sweetly. I jumped in my seat. She looked at me.

"Coffee!" was the first thing out of my mouth. She wrote it down and asked me if I wanted anything else. "Nope, not anything else! Just coffee! No cream, no sugar! Just black!"

"Okay. And what about you?" She looked at Jake.

"Um. How about…" He looked down at his menu. "A hamburger with a side of fries and a coke."

"Okay, I'll be right back." She left the table, and Jake looked at me.

"Are you okay Bella?"

"Sure, sure, Jake!" I smiled. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure…" he said hesitantly, cocking an eyebrow.

"Will you be my maid of honor!?" His jaw fell open and I didn't know why. I giggled.

"Um. What?"

"My maid of honor! I'm getting married next month, of course, and I wanted to know if you wanted to be my maid of honor!" I said, going over every aspect. He continued to look at me with a weird, unreadable expression.

"Um. Sure, Bella." I think he thought I was bluffing!

"Yay!" I clapped my hands and stood up. "I'm gonna go pee! I'm about to pee my panties!" I skipped off to the bathroom to pee.

After using the bathroom, I went back to the table and my coffee was there.
"Yum!" I said, sitting down. I poured a cup, drinking it all in three large gulps. Jake simply stared at me.

"Bella, how much coffee have you had today?"

"SO MUCH!" I answered, pouring some more. He took the pot from me, setting it down.

"I don't think you should drink anymore," He said, taking my cup too. I crossed my hands over my chest and pouted.

"But Jakey, I'm SO tired! That's why I drank the coffee!"

"Maybe I should take you home…" He stood up, and grabbed me by the arm.

"No!" I shouted loudly. Maybe a little too loud. People looked at us, and I sat back down, as did Jake. "You have to eat first! Then we can leave and you can come back to my house! We can go shopping on the internet for dresses!"

"Dresses?" He said it like I was crazy!

"Yes! Dresses!" And I smiled at him large, taking a large swig of coffee.

A/N: Wow, this has got to be the most random and craziest things I've ever written in my entire life. Wow. This is a totally stupid fanfic, but my friend Nikki wanted me to write it! I know it's really confusing, but if you're confused, here's what's going on: Jake and Bella are friends, JUST friends. He and Edward get along, and Bella and Edward are getting married soon. That's why Bella asked him to be her maid of honor.

Understand? Haha.

Anyways, review please. Thanks for reading!