2. Wedding
-Bella-
I could do this, I could do this, I could do this. I continued the little chant in my head while I listened to the beginning of the wretched wedding march. Alice went out to the crowd, and it was my turn next. Okay, I said mentally to myself, this is it. Focus.
And the big, oak, chapel doors opened.
-Edward-
Bella was gorgeous. Actually, not gorgeous. No words can describe how she looked. She blushed, and I smiled faintly. I could hear the uneven thumping of her heart and I looked at my deep, blue lapel to hide my growing smile.
Edward, thought Alice. Slightly keeping my head down, I shifted my eyes to her. Jacob is coming to the reception. I moved my eyes to the chapel ceiling and back to the floor. I expected as much from Jacob. I sent him and invitation; he was bound to come.
He could never stay away.
-Bella-
"You may now kiss the bride." said Emmett. I giggled and Edward's lips descended on mine. I wanted to deepen the kiss, but not in front of my parents or the whole town. I guess I'll save that part for later ― when he finally changes me.
-Renee-
When your barely-adult daughter gets married, you will cry. A lot. The truth barely dawned on me right when Emmett said, "You may now kiss the bride."
Now we were at Bella Italia, a fancy restaurant in Port Angeles that the Cullens had rented-out for the reception. The bride and the groom were about to begin the dances when the door opened and Bella gasped.
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Author's Note:
I hope you liked it! I'm so sorry that it was way, way, too short, but I've never been to a wedding before, and I didn't know how to describe it. So sorry! Ready, Set, Review!
