I am just so sorry! I absolutely have NO time to go in and elaborate on stuff! It's 11 o'clock pm right now and I'm on my computer posting this story rather than studying for the geometry test tomorrow that I'm going to fail. Poor me. Oh, and I'm going to post chapter 3 ASAP. I'm already done with it but I'm going to try to fix it from the piece of crap that it is right this moment. Enjoy!
The Groom's Bride
I gawked at my own reflection. This was fatally unbelievable – this person – this-this beautiful statuesque, perfect beyond belief goddess – this can't possibly be me, can it? My heart shaped face was about the only feature that remained the same. My eyebrows somehow thinned to perfection, and it seemed that my lips suddenly grew fuller overnight. My eyelashes were two times its natural length, and somehow they turned jet black. My hair was flowing behind me like silk, and my eyes – however this could be – were a dark sapphire, and were growing darker. I looked like the porcelain doll that was on display in an art museum. The silver gown greatly complimented my silvery skin, making me look more like an illustration than anything else. Alice opened the door without my permission to check on me. She gawked too.
"Bella, you're – you're beautiful!" she squealed excitedly. I was. Somehow all of my imperfections and flaws disappeared after I was bitten. I was beautiful. I quickly took off the dress while Alice squirmed with content. From the looks of it, she wanted the wedding to be tonight.
"Let's see. We have a dress – finally…so now we need to get you some shoes, a diamond necklace, a tiara, and – oh! We need to buy your lover a ring!" Alice sounded excited as ever. I never thought of buying Edward a ring, and since I never bought anyone – including me – a ring before, I didn't know what to expect. I just then realized that Alice already had two full shopping bags in her hand. She shoved them towards my direction. She is simply mortifying.
"Alice, what are you doing?" I demanded as I emptied the first bag. Lingerie, lingerie, lingerie. Filled to the top with Victoria's Secret. "ALICE! I'm not ready for that!" I swear I was crying as I pulled out a pair of black and red leggings. "I don't want to pole dance for Edward, Alice!"
Alice chuckled secretively. I wondered what she saw in her visions.
The rest of the day passed on quickly, with Alice pulling me with amazing speed from store to store, without me really paying her any attention, not that she deserved it anyway. I came back from my dreamland when we arrived at out final destination – the most expensive jewelry gallery in the city. "Alright, Bella, take your pick," she gestured towards the largest ring stand I have ever seen. I searched around for hours, examining each and every ring to the microscopic point, until I came upon the perfect one for him – for my Edward.
It was a platinum band, a plain platinum band with a single emerald ring—little golden designs inside it— around the middle. I don't know why I loved it – it had absolutely no reason to stand out when among forty thousand other diamond-studded rings, but something about it – perhaps its plainness – caught my eye. It was the most beautiful in the store.
I asked the ring expert to engrave our names and the year into it, and waited an hour to get it made. After I got the ring, I ran out of the store, completely forgetting Alice. I have found the perfect ring.
