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-- xliquidxpainx

Bella's POV

"Ouch! Alice, would you quit poking me! I'm going to have to call Edward's cell and get him to come growl at you!" I knew that was highly unlikely, but I still threatened her.

"Oh, you won't need to do that," she said, eyes innocent and wide. "He returned an hour ago."

I was shocked. "An hour???" I screeched at the top of my lungs. "What- How- When did this happen?"

Alice was confused. "An hour ago..." she said slowly, like it was obvious.

"No, no! I meant why didn't you tell me?" I was angry. She could bother to tell me these things, you know.

"Because it would just freak you out anyways." Her cell phone rang at that moment, and she flitted off to take the call. I took this opportunity to step down from the platform.

"Ah, ah, ah," Rosalie said from the edge of the room, where she stood just moments before, watching our progress. "Get back up there. I shall be taking the Great Alice's place while she talks to the wedding... peoples."

I sighed helplessly and stepped back up, careful not to trip on my beautiful dress. Then I thought of something. "Rosalie?"

She looked up from where she was, already pinning something to the bottom of my dress. "Yes, Bella?" I wondered why she was being so nice to me all of a sudden. Her voice was curious, and soft at the same time, like today was the biggest day of her life, and maybe mine. Ha! If you think so, you're sadly mistaken. The happiest day of my life will be when this is over which will be... oh, today, never mind. Okay, the end of today is the biggest day of my life. Fine, you win.

"Um..." I hesitated, biting my lip. "What- What was your first wedding like? With Emmett?"

She smiled unexpectedly, even though it was brilliant in contrast with her whiter-than-white teeth. "Oh, it was lovely! We had flowers much like yours, and my dress was beautiful, and Emmett... ahh, he looked so amazing in that tux..." I cleared my throat. "Oh, sorry," she amended. "You're going to be fine, Bells, really."

I wasn't satisfied. "But weren't you nervous? At all?" I asked, bewildered.

She smiled knowingly this time, saying, "Yes, I was. God, you couldn't believe how nervous I was. I was worse than if I were in front of ten million people. I was a wreck!" she shouted, probably not knowing she was discouraging me with every word.

"But you know what, Bella?" she asked, kind again.

"What?" I asked, curious.

"Everything turned out fine. I was nervous walking down the isle, but then Carlisle and Esme smiled at me in encouragement, and I held my head up high and believed I could do it. And I did. All the fear melted away, and here I am," she said, gesturing to her beautiful body. She took a deep breath, satisfied with her description. "You know, no one except Edward has ever heard that."

"Wow, Rosalie. I can't believe you just told me that. Thanks," I said sincerely, not wanting to upset her, but then again, very grateful.

"You're welcome." Then she turned her head towards the door. "Alice is back." And, sure enough, Alice walked through the entrance and skipped right over to me, where she started helping Rosalie pin my dress up, where no one would see, and yet, I couldn't trip over the floor-length dress. But I might find a way, you never know.

"Who was it, Alice?" I asked her curiously. I wondered if there was anything else she was keeping from me.

"Oh, just the caterers. They'll be here around five," she told me, and her eyes were so innocent-looking that I had to believe her. That was, after all, something she was likely to get a call for.

"Good. And you're sure everything's going to be perfect?"

"Of course! I'm offended, Bella. Do you really think I would do it any less?" she asked me, putting on a face.

I laughed for the first time that day. "No. Thank you, Alice."

She smiled at me. "You're welcome, Bella. Now hold still! You're going to make me poke you."

Esme's POV

My son was getting married today! I couldn't believe it! And Bella was perfect for him. Everything was going to be perfect.

"Esme?" I heard a knock at the door. It was Carlisle.

"Come in, dear," I replied, trying to keep the excitement out of my voice. But, of course, it didn't fool him.

He waltzed in the door and came over to the loveseat to sit with me. "Excited?" he asked.

I gave him a "duh" look -- something I'd learned from Bella.

He chuckled, wringing his hads nervously. As if he really needed to do that. "So..." I trailed off. I couldn't think of words. Today, my dearest son, who had been alone all his life, was finally going to be a husband to the woman of his dreams. And I loved Bella so much. She was like a third daughter to me -- and soon she would be.

Carlisle laughed again, a high spirited laugh, at my expression.

Alice's POV

Okay, so I need to get this... and then remind the caterers of... and make sure that..., I thought, all the while working on Bella's beautiful designer dress. This was the day of both my brother's and her life. I was going to make it perfect. Absolutely perfect.

When the clock struck noon, I was finally done. I had checked every single thing off my to-do list for the wedding, and it was almost two o'clock. Emmett would be doing to vows, and Bella and Edward would be married. Nothing to worry about.

I was all nerves as I told Bella that Rosalie and I were finished pinning the flowers on her dress, and everything was done. I anxiously watched as she tiptoed slowly to the mirror, looking like a real vampire for the first time with her intricate curls running down her back and pinned up in the front.

We had made sure it was as curly as possible, and it now looked natural. She had flowers pinned in her hair and all over her dress, which were purple and blue flowers. We had even dyed some daisies pink. She had a poofy dress that had the veil's fabric on her arms and around the skirt. It went to her feet. Her shoulders were bare, and the top of the dress didn't start till the top of her arms, and that was where the sequins were.

Last, but the most important part of all, she had had us put on her makeup to make her look like a beautiful vampire -- just without the shadows under her eyes. We had put powder on, so she looked even paler, and she had loads of eye makeup, but it didn't look like she did, because it blended so well with her skin.

I was ecstatic. And, amazingly, so was she. She even took the time to half-run up to me and give me what I thought was supposed to be a tight hug. "Thank you, Alice," she whispered softly in my ear. My spirits were lifted. I felt proud, and joyously happier than I had in many years. She was truly and honestly grateful for my hard work, and she wasn't putting up a fight. This was perfect.

"When is the wedding?" she asked jumpily. I looked at her, bewildered. She giggled. "You know, all this stuff has made me realize -- you guys will do anything for me! So, despite my reasoning, I'm actually excited to get married. Nothing would please me more than for everyone to see this," she explained whole-heartedly, gesturing to herself, and spinning around.

I smiled as brilliantly as I could, not able to wait to see how amazing this wedding would be.

AN: Thanks for reading guys! Mwah, mwah! I know it took a long time to get out -- sorry. I forgot so many times. The little purple button is your bestest buddy, right??? I'm right, right? Okaaaay...