AN: I hope to get this done before Christmas. I wanted to make my own Christmas twilight story so I just thought of the Christmas carol. I've seen many versions of it (except the one with Jim Carrey in it) I LOVE the story and thought this would be fun to play with, especially Ghost of Ex-Girlfriends past, which is the one I will be mostly playing with. I have the Rosalie version at the bottom that I had first, then changed my mind to Leah. ENJOY

It was Christmas Eve and Leah Clearwater was driving down the highway. She was taking her time, she knew she was late for Sam and Emily's rehearsal dinner.

They were getting married Christmas day, and she wasn't so happy. She was never happy… not anymore at least. Especially before her own dooms day. Her ex marrying her best friend… her cousin.

She held her breath and opened the door. The smell of vampire filled the air. Of course, Jacob and his girlfriend, Renesmee(who was now 6 or 7 but looked 16) brought the Cullens.

"Leah!" Emily hugged her tightly as she hung her coat.

"You're late for the rehearsal dinner!" Leah rolled her eyes.

"I know… I just wanted to avoid the vampire smell." Sam walked to Emily's side, a wide smile on his face… one that never shone when Sam was with Leah. Leah didn't bother smiling back. How could she?

"Well Leah," Quil leaned back in his chair in the dining room. "We've been holding up for you."

"We've been hiding the food." Renesmee said around the corner. Smiling, the most beautiful smile anyone's ever seen. Any man would know Jacob was so lucky to imprint someone so perfect. Leah would never be perfect for Sam… for anyone.

"Better bring it out." Embry said with relief and need in his voice. Nessie giggled in response as Jacob kissed her cheek.

"Leah! Why are you late?!" Alice—Emily's wedding planner—danced in Leah's direction as she sat down beside her brother and Sue.

"Car broke down." She lied. Edward growled at her, knowing her thoughts.

"That's no excuse for missing your cousin's rehearsal dinner. We only have a day until the wedding!"

"Whoopie." Leah said under her breath. Sam started cuddling with Emily in the middle of dinner, he was kissing Emily's scared cheek and was giggling.

"Get a room, I'm eating!" Embry joked. The two giggled. They were in the happiest mood. Leah lost her appetite and had to remember not to smash the table.

"Excuse me." Leah said stepping toward the washroom to cry her eyes out, maybe if she was lucky, she could escape through the back.

"Why me… I hate my life…" she sobbed. Then she felt a hand on her knee. She looked up.

"DAD?!!" She shouted, her father smiled. "I can't believe…" She tried to hug her father, but her hands went through him.

"You're a ghost?" she asked in surprise, even though she already knew the answer. Harry rolled his eyes.

"I've been dead for almost 8 years, what else am I?" Leah frowned.

"Leah, you're living a great life! You just don't see it! Tonight, you're going to be visited by three ghosts to show your past, present and—,"

"Did the bloodsuckers put you up to this?" Leah asked, trying to laugh it off. "This must be some kind of joke!"

"SHH!" Harry said.

"I know the story okay?" Leah said. "You try to make me see my past and stuff to make me chance my mind about money. But you made some kind of mistake! I couldn't care less about money."

"Yeah, but you couldn't care less about not having a love life too right? Or the vampires that the rest of the pack respect?" Leah sobbed again. Harry comforted her with what he could.

"It's all going to change tonight Leah. Listen to the ghosts, don't worry, you'll know them. They're taking the form of the people you know."

"Right." She said in complete sarcasm.

"LEAH!" She heard her brother call. She turned but then back to her father… Harry was gone.

AN: REVIEW REVIEW, I'll try to get one chapter every day.

Before I wrote this, I finished this chapter, I decided to do this on Leah instead. So, I can't continue this one. I would've erased it but I didn't have the heart to. So, this is the Rosalie one, and the Leah one is almost the exact same thing but different.

It was Christmas Eve and Rosalie was driving down the highway. She was taking her time, she knew she was late for her niece's rehearsal dinner. Jacob and Renesmee were getting married Christmas day, and she wasn't so happy. She was only happy if her hair and makeup was perfect. Even being a vampire and being impossibly pretty wasn't enough.

She held her breath and opened the door. The smell of wet dog filled the air. She didn't know how she would survive visiting her niece when she would smell that every day.

"Auntie Rosalie!" Renesmee hugged her aunt tight.

"You're late for the rehearsal dinner!" Rosalie rolled her eyes.

"I know… I just wanted to avoid the dog smell." Jacob rushed to his Renesmee's side.

"Well blondie," Jacob put an arm around his fiancée. "We've been holding up for you. We only have 24 hours for your nieces wedding. What were you doing all day? Doing your hair?" Nessie kissed her fiancée's cheek.

"Jake, calm down. Now, finish your dinner." She pushed him to the living room where the rest of the family was waiting.

"Rose! Why are you late?!" Bella toward her, in a black dress, looking lovely as usual. But according to Rosalie, she would never be as lovely as her.

"Car broke down." She lied. Edward growled at her, knowing her thoughts. Alice rolled her eyes.

"That's no excuse for missing your niece's rehearsal dinner. We only have a day until the wedding!"

"Whoopie." Rose said under her breath. "Related to a dog…"

"That's my dog she's talking about." Nessie whispered kissing Jacob's cheek again.

"Get a room!" Embry joked. They two giggled. They were in the happiest mood.

"Come off it Embry, they're getting married… at Christmas!!" Alice squealed to herself. That made Nessie smile wider.

"Excuse me." Rosalie said stepping outside. She couldn't take it anymore. She decided to take a quick drive but when she stepped inside the car, she saw someone in the car…

"JACK??!!" She shouted, her little brother didn't smile. "I can't believe…" When she tried to hug her, her hands went through her.

"You're a ghost?" she asked in surprise, even though she already knew the answer. Jack rolled his eyes.

"No duh sis. You're still slow, even after all these years." Rosalie scoffed.

"Is it the make up?" Rosalie quickly got a mirror, Jack pushed it away.

"Sis, you're going to be visited by three ghosts to show your past, present and—,"

"Did the dog put you up to this?" Rosalie asked, trying to laugh it off. "This must be some kind of joke. OKAY! THE JOKE'S OFF DOGS!" she shouted out the window.

"SHUT UP!" Jack said pulling her back.

"I know the story okay?" Rosalie said. "You try to make me see my past and stuff to make me chance my mind about money. But you made some kind of mistake! I couldn't care less about money."

"Yeah, but you couldn't care less about having no children. You're just jealous that Renesmee will be having another kid. So the ghosts are going to show you the emotions that you didn't know—or at least didn't remember—you had." Rosalie rolled her eyes.

"Right." She said in complete sarcasm. She looked away for a second, then looked at Jack, he was gone.