I know, I should be updating my other stories, but I had already written this chapter, and I wanted to post it before I forgot. Since I have the rest of the week off of school for Thanksgiving, I promise that I'll update my other stories this week. I hope that you like this chapter!!

I do not own Twilight.

Previously:

"Whatever he throws at us, we will fight it off," he assured me. I felt better after that, but I still couldn't help fearing the days after my transformation. The wickedness in Jacob's eyes assured me that he had something awful planned.

Chapter Three

Even through my worries, I was having a good time planning my wedding. Alice was a pain, but what could I do? If she was going to be my sister I was going to have to get used to her pestering.

"Bella, come on! We have to leave NOW if we are going to make it there before the shop opens!" Alice called—annoyed. We were going to the dress shop so that I could find "the perfect dress."

"Alright Alice," I answered as I descended the stairs. She was waiting for me at the door, impatiently tapping her foot.

I climbed into the passenger seat of the car, and fastened my seatbelt. Rosalie was already in the backseat, growing more and more impatient as time flew by. The closest dress shop was in Seattle, and Alice just had to get there before it opened.

Rosalie had been nicer to me lately too. I guess that she was just warming up to me because I was soon going to be marrying her brother. She never hated me—but then again, she was never too fond of me either.

"Okay Bella," Alice was saying, "We just have to find you the perfect dress! If we don't find it here, then we will have to look elsewhere, but I'm pretty sure that this place will have everything we need."

"Oh, and Bella," Rosalie said as she turned to face me, "We might actually have to spend money on you." Oh yeah. I forgot about that part.

"There's no backing out now, is there?" I asked, wishing desperately that Alice would realize that she had something else to do today… like bother Edward about his wedding preparations. Alice and Rosalie both shook their heads. Today was going to be a living nightmare.

We were on the freeway at this point, on our way to Seattle. At the rate at which Alice was driving, we would be there in about fifteen minutes. No one spoke the rest of the drive—though Alice looked as if she were going to bounce right through the roof of the car she was so excited.

Soon we were parked out side of the biggest bridal shop I have ever seen. Seriously, the place was huge. There was an older man standing at the doors, opening up for the day. Alice had made it just in time.

Rosalie and Alice both bounded out of the car before I could even start to unbuckle my belt. They both stood in front of the car waiting for me to get out. I reluctantly opened the door, and joined them.

We all walked up to the now open doors of the shop, and stepped inside. Saying that the place was huge was a giant understatement. Words could not describe how big this place really was. There were dresses, shoes, jewelry, and other things everywhere. Alice led us to the dresses before I could object and run back to the car.

Rosalie and Alice went quickly to work, pulling out a dress here, throwing another dress in a dressing room there. When Alice finally realized that I was just standing there watching them she demanded that I go and start to try some of their selections on. The first dress that I picked up was off white, and had long lacy sleeves. I didn't like it the second I laid eyes on it, but Alice insisted that I try it on anyway.

I instantly regretted putting it on. It was hideous… even Rosalie agreed with me on that. I tried on at least fifteen more with the same results. Eventually I found one that was alright. It wasn't 'the dress' or anything, but I liked it. Alice held it for me, and told me to keep trying on the dresses that they had picked out.

I tried on more with terrible results, and then I found it. The dress. It was perfect—it was long enough to touch the floor if I wore flat shoes, it was slightly off white, sleeveless, and the train was slightly ruffled. It was beautiful. When I walked out of the dressing room, Alice and Rosalie gasped.

"Bella, it's perfect!" Alice gaped, while Rosalie just stood behind her in shock.

"It's beautiful Bella," she sighed. I knew that it must cost a fortune though.

"You guys… as much as I love it, I can't let you buy it for me," I whispered. Rosalie just shook her head.

"And why not Bella?" she inquired.

"Because, look at the price! It is way too expensive."

Rosalie continued to shake her head, and laughed, "Bella, my last wedding dress cost twice as much as this one does, so don't go telling me that I can't buy this for you."

I was shocked. Rosalie was… willing to spend money on me. She actually was telling me that I couldn't talk her out of spending money on me. I was touched.

Alice sped off to find the old man who opened the shop. She was back a few minutes later with said man in tow. Rosalie joined her, and instructed the man to put the dress in a box, and hold it at the counter for us. When he walked away, Alice dragged me over to the shoes. She pulled out a pair of ballet flats that had ribbons that were supposed to tie up you calf. I loved them—and they fit perfectly—so Rosalie dragged me to the jewelry.

She found what she was looking for in a matter of seconds, and had it put in a box to purchase. She wouldn't let me see it, but from the glimpse that I got, she had chosen a necklace and earring set, that had Sydney crystal and pearls. From what I could tell, they were beautiful… so I didn't complain.

"Do you want to go and get something to eat Bella?" Alice asked me. On cue, my stomach groaned in hunger. I hadn't realized that it had been so long since I ate last.

"Um… sure, what time is it anyway?" I asked, wanting to get home to Edward badly.

Alice looked at the time on her phone and then answered, "Almost five in the evening. Sorry we didn't feed you sooner."

Five! It was already that late? We had spent at least six hours at the bridal shop! "It's alright Alice. I didn't realize that we were out so long."

Rosalie sat in the passenger seat this time, and I sat in the back. Alice was the last one to climb into the car, and then she sped off towards the nearest restaurant. We ended up going to a small Italian place, and ordered a very small pizza. Since Alice and Rosalie didn't eat anything, only half of the pizza was actually finished—and I only ate two slices.

We paid the bill, and then started the drive home. We made it back in less than half an hour thanks to Alice's speed. When we pulled into the driveway Alice instructed Rosalie to hide my dress, shoes, and jewelry somewhere that Edward wouldn't find it—and also insisted that she didn't think about what anything looked like. I didn't have to worry about this, since Edward couldn't read my thoughts, but unfortunately Alice and Rosalie did.

Edward was out hunting with Emmet—Rosalie called Emmet on the way back from Seattle and insisted that they go—so Rosalie had no problem hiding out purchases. Once everything was well hidden, we went back into the living room and turned on the television. Emmet and Edward got back soon after.

"How was your day of shopping?" Edward asked me as he sat down on the couch beside me. Alice must have said something in her thoughts, because he laughed and said, "I missed all of that?"

At first I couldn't figure out what she could have told him—but then I remembered all of the dresses that we had rejected. Even thinking about all of those dresses made me want to pass out from exhaustion.

Emmet had already sat down with Rosalie, and was looking confused. "What? What did I miss?"

I laughed, and Edward answered, "You missed absolutely nothing. I think that this was a shopping trip that I am glad to have missed." He had no idea how true that was. If I could have avoided that trip, I most certainly would have.

"Trust me Emmet, you should be glad that you got to stay here," I told him. He seemed to agree, since he was nodding his head.

"Yeah, well… I've never liked shopping, so I would be glad to miss any shopping trip." We all laughed at his sincerity—there was no way that he was going to be going shopping with Rosalie, Alice, and I any time soon. Although I hated shopping, Alice took me with her every time she went. It was starting to get on my nerves.

Esme walked in just then, informing me that she had made a small dinner if I wanted to eat. I gladly accepted, since I hadn't eaten much all day, and the pizza that I had in Seattle was already starting to wear off. Edward followed Esme and I into the kitchen, and watched me eat.

Jasper had been keeping Esme company in the kitchen, and when I walked in he politely said hello, and then joined Alice in the other room. Carlisle was still working at the hospital, so I didn't mind when Esme announced that she would stay in the kitchen with Edward and I… as opposed to joining Rosalie, Emmet, Jasper, and Alice in the living room. I didn't blame her—from the yelling it sounded like Emmet and Jasper were playing video games, and Emmet was winning. If he lost at this point I would not want to be in the same room with him.

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