Opening: The Proposal05/01/1970 10:06:00

Five Months Ago

"I do!!!" I stated, shocked at how easily the words came out. I'd

imagined a lot of choking, stammering, and possibly some drool when it came to this part. But no. These two words that would change my life so greatly just came naturally. "I do," I said again. The priest looked at me oddly.

"Um, Bella, you only need to say 'I do' once, dear," he said, shaking

his head slightly. I blushed the darkest red of my life and looked at Edward. His eyes were the most golden I'd ever seen them. They looked like fool's gold. His smile held a hint of laughter in it. I smiled at him and squeezed his hand a little. Today was it. THIS was it. In a few seconds, I'd be Mrs. Edward Cullen. Isabella Cullen. I didn't like it. I absolutely LOVED it. I started to forget my maiden name for a minute…

"I do," I heard Edward say in his silky voice. I turned to the priest and

waited for him to say 'You may now kiss the bride'.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride,"

he finally said. I heard the words and responded like a mouse trap would if stepped on. I squealed and threw my arms around Edward and kissed him harder than I ever had before. I could feel his struggle as I kissed him and I backed down a bit. We then faced the crowd and smiled. He threw me into his arms and carried me out of the church into the waiting Volvo.

Three Months Ago

Edward and I pulled up in front of his family's house for the first time

in a month. We'd been on our honeymoon for the last month and it had been great! Edward had taken me to New Zealand the entire time. We'd spent almost all of our time just looking at each other since that was practically the extent if what we COULD do. But whenever we'd gone out of the suite we'd been renting (his idea), we would constantly be referring to each other as Mrs. Cullen and Mr. Cullen.

Before we opened the door, we looked at each other and shared a

swift kiss. We knew that we wouldn't be able to do that once we got inside.

"You ready?" He asked, flashing his crooked smile at me.

"As ready as I'll ever be," I sighed with a smile. Edward smiled and

turned the handle to the house.

"WELCOME HOME!!!" Was all we heard as we opened the door.

Everyone was standing around in the front room, holding gifts. They always had gifts. For everything. Always. Edward and I smiled as we went down the line of his family members. Alice, of course, was the first in the line. She was also the only one who didn't ask us what had happened. Because, of course, she already knew.

With the others, we were not so lucky.

"Where'd you go?" "What'd you do?" "Did you meet anyone?" "Were

there any others there?" "How was the food?" "Were there any black bears?" That one was Emmett's of course.

Edward smiled. "No, Emmett, there were no black bears in NEW

ZEALAND."