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I actually had a little fun while shopping with Emily. Sam came, too, of course and that actually made it all the more enjoyable. Emily was like the motherly figure that I haven't found until now, and Sam was like the Big Brother that I never had; not even with Kit.

We went to several boutique shops in Port Angeles and I told her I didn't have a specific color or style in mind, which made her even more excited.

She made me try on several pretty dresses and both she and Sam offered their opinions. Sam had a really good mind on fashion, even better than me and I hardly ever go clothes shopping, so Emily must drag him places a lot! He offered tips and had a critical eye for every dress.

He was the one that picked the dress I bought. On the first try, too!

It was a spaghetti strap floor-length red dress, with a V shaped neck line that (and these were Emily's words, not mine) 'accented my chest very exquisitely'. It even had a little belt at the waist with a flower clasp and they were both black, like the straps. (Picture on my profile)

I walked out of the dressing room, not even bothering to check my reflection in the mirror after trying on hundreds of dresses, and stood in front of Sam and Emily.

Their jaws dropped as they took me in. I turned to look at my reflection in the side mirror, and gasped at the image.

It may sound conceited, but it's true; I didn't even believe it was me.

In the mirror, was a tall, redheaded beauty, someone I vaguely recognized as me, though also as someone else. She had naturally dark red lips, almond shaped blue eyes, long red wavy hair, and creamy, yet lightly tanned skin. But what I saw the most prominent, was the resemblance to a certain someone that wasn't here to see this particular moment.

People always said that I was a spitting image of my mother. And not just in appearance. I had the same red hair, grace, skin, determination, and humor. Nita was more like my dad, in both looks and attitude or temper. They blow the roof of any building they're under in the blink of an eye.

The resemblance was so clear and obvious that I felt tears sting my eyes. But I pushed them back and turned to Emily and Sam.

"Well?" I said cheerfully, though I was anything but, "What do you think?"

"Beautiful!" Emily exclaimed excitedly.

"Gorgeous," Sam said in a brotherly awe. Or maybe fatherly? I don't know.

I blushed. I went into the dressing room and took off the dress, taking it out with me.

"I definitely want this dress," I told them. They smiled and we lined up to pay. I reached for my back pocket to pull out my wallet before Sam or Emily could pay for me and gave the cashier the 50$ bill for my 30$ dress. Emily and Sam were complaining the whole time we rode back to La Push.

"Dairiiiiiine! I wanted to pay for it!" Emily complained.

"And I picked it! I should've been the one to pay for it," Sam argued from the driver's seat.

"Yes, and I am very thankful to you both for taking me out here and helping me find the dress, but I wasn't going to let you pay 30 bucks when I had a wallet full of money in my back pocket!" I told them.

Sam stayed silent while Emily pouted. "Fine, but you owe us; you have to come with us for dinner after the wedding and meet all the guys. They've been dying to meet you, and have been asking Embry and Jared questions about you non-stop. So, you have to come, and don't change out of your dress! I want to see their reactions," Emily giggled evilly at the end.

I laughed, too. "Alright, I'll go. Are you going to come over to help me set up tomorrow morning?" I asked her.

"Of course! And I'll take a picture, too but not of your face, just to taunt the guys. Ugh, teenage boys, such a hazard to feed, but still lovable all the same," she said with such affection I felt a pang of jealousy that I couldn't talk about having such a close family, when we were all broken.

I pushed away the feeling and smiled instead. Already smiling wasn't feeling as weird as it had on the first day. That didn't mean I was going to be doing it constantly, though.

I guess you were right, Daddy, I thought. It's not so bad here after all.

"So, tell me about these...Cullen people that nobody likes. Starting with why no one likes them, please," I said, starting a conversation for the long ride home.

"Well, it's a long story," Sam said uncertainly.

I shrugged and reclined in my seat, spreading out my arms on either side of me on the tops of the back seats. "I've got time."

"Ok, then. Well, one of the guys, Jacob is his name, had a friend named Bella. Bella was the girlfriend of Edward Cullen, the youngest of the Cullen family. See, the Cullens aren't allowed on the reservation for reasons you don't really need to know about, at least not yet. But don't worry, it's not important, anyway," Sam said, catching the look on my face.

I absolutely hated secrets and everyone who knew me, knew it, too. It reminded me of the time I found out about Nita and Kit being wizards, and tricking Nita into telling me about her crush on Kit. After that, I never let them live it down. Being wizards, I mean. But ever since I became one shortly after, I couldn't really tease them about what they are if I am the same thing, too. It's like insulting yourself.

"Ok, continue with the story, please."

"Right, so… you know what? Billy can tell you this way better that I can, you can have him explain this. As for who they are, well, they're just an odd family that lives just on the outskirts of Forks. There's Carlisle, the father and doctor. There's Esme, his wife and the mother. There's Emmet, the oldest son and the boyfriend of Rosalie, the oldest daughter. There's Jasper, the second oldest son and the boyfriend of Alice, the youngest daughter. And of course you know about Edward and Bella, they're getting married tomorrow."

We were already pulling into the driveway, so I thanked them both and went into the house saying, "Honey, I'm home!" At first, I was shocked at the endearment I had shouted, but when Billy came around the corner of the kitchen with a smile on his face, my worry melted away.

"How did the shopping go? You guys find a dress?" Billy asked.

"Yep! It was perfect, it's red and floor-length and—well, why don't I just show you," and so saying, I pulled the dress out of the bag and held it in front of me. The fabric pooled a little at my feet, but with the heels I bought when Sam and Emily were looking at other dresses, I should be just fine.

Billy let out a low whistle. "Wow, it's nice. I'm sure it'll look beautiful on you."

"Thanks! So, is there anything I can eat? I didn't eat with them, so I'm starving!" I exclaimed.

"Actually, I'm not the best cook, so we all fend for ourselves. Well, when the kids still lived here, we did." He looked a little embarrassed and I mentally smiled.

"That's alright, I know how to cook, so I'll whip us up something to eat real quick!" I told him, already walking past him and grabbing things from drawers and cabinets.

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That night, after I changed into an oversized night shirt, I slipped under the covers of the comfortable bed. Now that I wasn't jetlagged, I could feel and appreciate the niceness of the bed and accommodations that I hadn't even thought about yesterday. I had finally finished putting away my clothes in the wooden dresser and I was feeling a little sleepy now.

But I had work to do still.

Spot? I called.

Yeah? He answered back.

Have you tried accessing the info, yet?

Still denied. It seems that we aren't allowed to see that information, and nothing I do is going to change that.

"Crap," I said out loud. I sighed. Oh well, I'd ask Billy to tell me later after the wedding.

I eat boys up. Breakfast and lunch, then when I'm thirsty, I drink their blood. Carnivore, animal; I am a cannibal. I eat boys up; you better run! I- am- cannibal! Cannibal-cannibal-I am! I...

"Nugh…"

I rolled over in bed and fell off of it with a large thump. I winced as I stood up, rubbing my backside as I turned my phone alarm off. I guess using a song about eating boys really does wake you up!

I stood arrow straight and stretched, hearing my joints pop and crack. It was barely 5 am, and the wedding wasn't until 12 o'clock. I decided to go for a walk and look for the beach.

I didn't change, I was only in an oversized night shirt, but I did put on a pair of basketball shorts, just in case. I put my black sneakers on and put my red hair into a messy pony tail. As I closed the front door behind me, I felt the mist start sticking to my skin and shivered.

I started jogging and heard the waves in the distance. I followed the sound and soon enough, I was taking off my shoes and socks and walking barefoot on the cool sand. I walked along the shoreline and looked at the sunrise towards the horizon. It was beautiful, and it made me sad that I hadn't thought to take my camera with me.

After an hour or so of walking around the beach and finding a big pretty flower that would match my dress, I decided to head back to the house.

I was walking in the streets, but when I saw cars coming, I ran into the woods, and kept going in what I hoped was the direction of the house. Eventually, I found it and was about to climb the porch stairs, when I felt an intense stare boring into my back.

I turned back, and saw a girl, about my height with odd bright eyes in the woods. When she saw me looking at her, she took a step back and disappeared. Meaning she literally disappeared. I shook my head, and went inside the house. I must be seeing things.

I took a shower, and put on a strapless bra and panties, a then put a robe over it to wait for Emily to come over and help me with my hair and make-up. If you think about it, it almost seems like I'm getting married with her coming here. I immediately shook that idea off.

I heard a knock on the door and walked out to answer it, hugging my robe to me tighter. I opened the door, and thankfully it was only Emily on the other side. We said our good mornings and got down to business. She first did my hair.

She curled it a little, since it was already curly, and swept some of the left side away from my face with pins and pinned the flower I'd found in my hair. She pulled all of my bangs to my right side and made them fall in front of my face.

My make-up was simple. Some red lip gloss that looked like lipstick, and some blush. A little eye shadow, too, though not a lot.

By the time she was done, Billy was already awake and dressed. I thanked Emily and let her take a picture of me from behind for the boys and in front for Sam. Before she left though, she gave me a little surprise.

"Oh, I almost forgot! I am giving you this to keep you cell phone and lip gloss in, ok?"

I stared at the thing in her hands. It was a small red purse barely big enough to hold my cell phone and lip gloss. I took it and thanked her by pulling her in a tight hug.

"Thank you so much, Emily," I said. She nodded and offered to drive both Billy and I to the wedding, which was in a little over an hour. We all got into the car and drove to the house.

It certainly wasn't what I expected. I expected it to be a normal house. I couldn't even tell if it had a bathroom. It was so big! I stumbled, while getting out of the car and helped Billy get into his wheelchair.

We both went to the back yard and sat in the end seats in the back. It was beautifully decorated and was already full of people. We only sat for 15 minutes, before the music started playing and everyone stood up to see the bride.

With all the make-up on her face, she looked really beautiful. I don't even think she needed that much. She looked nervous as she surveyed the room. When her eyes suddenly stopped on me, I smiled to reassure her that this was her wedding; all she had to do was walk down the aisle to be with her man. I nodded toward the altar, where the man I assumed she was marrying was waiting, and his eyes were only on her.

She smiled when I did, and looked to where I nodded. As soon as she locked eyes with the man, all nervousness in her expression vanished, only to be replaced with love and adoration.

She looked like she wanted to run down the aisle to be with him.

We all took our seats and waited as they started the ceremony. My mind wandered as I thought of the look in their eyes. Pure love and adoration. Would I ever find something like that? Would I ever find someone I want to be with for the rest of my life? Would I ever fall in love?

So many questions left unanswered as the priest announced, "Then by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you, husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

After they did, we all burst into applause. A line formed to congratulate the newlyweds. We got in line with Sue and Seth, which introduced himself to me. As soon as we came up, I shrank back a little as I suddenly felt a little self-conscious.

The couple talked to Seth and Billy first then said, "We're glad you all came to the wedding. Thank you for coming," the bride smiled at me and so did the groom.

"You're welcome, I may not really know you, but I'm happy for you two. Congratulations," I said, smiling at them.

"Hey, could you do us a favor?" the groom asked me. "My name's Edward, by the way."

"Uh, sure Edward. What would you like me to do?" I asked uncertainly.

"Do you play the piano?" I nodded. "Do you sing?" Again, I nodded.

"Perfect." Edward smiled warmly at me and told me to follow him to the stage that held the speakers for the music. On top of it, I saw a black grand piano with a small mic stand attached to it. My stomach churned. He wanted me to… in front of all these people? Oh, gosh no, I can't do it.

You can do it, just pay the audience no mind. A small voice in the back of my mind told me. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves, as Edward spoke into the microphone.

"Excuse me; can I have your attention, please?"

People immediately stopped talking and looked at him.

"I have a friend here, who I would like to have the honor of singing and playing the song for the first dance. Please welcome," he turned to me and I told him my name.

"Dairine Callahan." I walked up the steps of the stage and took the microphone with shaking hands.

"Hello everyone, like he said, my name's Dairine Callahan, and I'm going to sing and play the first dance song."

I put the mic back on the stand attached to the piano and sat down on the bench. I opened the case and gently placed my hands on the keys. I started playing the song Everytime We Touch, by Cascada.

"I still hear your voice when you sleep next to me

I still feel your touch in my dreams

Forgive me my weakness but I don't know why

Without you it's hard to survive

Cause every time we touch, I get this feeling

And every time we kiss, I swear I could fly

Can't you feel my heart beat fast?

I want this to last

Need you by my side

Every time we touch, I feel the static

And every time we kiss, I reach for the sky

Can't you feel my heart beat slow?

I can't let you go

Want you in my life"

I paused to look down and make sure I hit the right keys. I looked back up and saw the bride and groom dancing slowly in the middle of the dance floor. Most of the people were watching them, but I saw a lot of people watching me, too. I blushed and started singing again.

"Your arms are my castle,

Your heart is my sky.

They wipe away tears

That I cry.

The good and the bad times,

We've been through them all.

You make me rise

When I fall…

'Cause every time we touch,

I get this feeling.

And every time we kiss,

I swear I could fly.

Can't you feel my heart beat fast?

I want this to last.

Need you by my side.

Every time we touch, I feel the static.

And every time we kiss,

I reach for the sky.

Can't you feel my heart beat slow?

I won't let you go.

Want you in my life."

As I repeated the chorus, I felt something pulling me towards the woods surrounding the house and back yard. I shook it off, but it didn't subside much. When I finished the song, I stood up and I heard so much applause, it took all I had not to cover my ears.

"Thank you, Dairine. We appreciate it very much," the bride told me. I'm guessing she was Bella. The name suited her, I thought.

Soon enough, after sitting down at one of the many tables in the yard, a guy came up to me and said, "Hey, do you wanna dance?"

I didn't want to be rude, so I said yes.

He was a pretty good dancer. He twirled me around, and we swayed to the music. As soon as the song was done, though, I sat back down and just watched other people dance. Soon, I noticed that the bride and groom had disappeared. I looked all around the yard but I didn't see them. And the pull I'd felt earlier was even stronger than before. I looked down at my hands, trying to make sense of this pull, leading me towards the woods directly behind me.

I looked back up and saw the newlyweds dancing as if they had never gone anywhere. Well, maybe I just hadn't seen them the first time.

I stood up and told Billy, "I'll be right back; I'm just going for a walk."

He nodded and told me to be careful. I turned and started walking deeper into the woods, looking around and appreciating the sound of birds chirping and a few scurrying animals on the ground. Suddenly, the peace was disturbed when I heard someone roughly breathing and muttering things angrily, so fast that I couldn't catch them.

I looked around for the source of the noise and saw a man sitting against a tree. He looked like Embry, the same black, cropped hair and I'd bet a lot of money he was also freakishly tall. He was shaking but not very much. He was practically oozing heat and anger, the emotions falling off of him in waves.

I don't know what possessed me to go over and touch him, but I did. Being near him made the pull impossible to deny. I had to be near him, had to touch him, make his pain go away.

I walked over and put my hand tentively on his muscular shoulder. He stopped shaking and went rigid. His hands were covering his face, so I couldn't see his expression.

"Hey, are you ok?" I asked softly.

At the sound of my voice, he relaxed and looked up at me. Our eyes met and time stopped. I couldn't breathe. I was drowning in his deep chocolate brown eyes. He was very good looking, with russet tan skin, a muscular body, and his handsome face.

I was staring at him and I knew it, but I couldn't bring myself to stop; I didn't want to.

He was the first to snap out of it.

"No…" he whispered. "No! This can't be happening!"

And with that, he tore himself away from me and ran as fast as he could away from where I stood, completely alone and crushed. I wanted to slap myself. How could I have been so stupid? I should've known better than to follow the mysterious pull. But I couldn't deny that something happened, something that would no doubt change my life.

As I headed back to the wedding to watch the bride and groom drive off to the honeymoon, I couldn't help but wish I was already at Billy's house.

What a crazy wedding! And now, a crazy dinner with Emily and said teenage boys whom I have to meet in a fancy dress and heels.

This is gonna be good.

A/N: Hope you liked! Please review! And I will try to have the next chapter up by next week! Ciao! :)