A wedding! I'm not one who's good at describing clothing, so I looked up tons of pictures of bridal dresses and borrowed their descriptions.

May I remind you, I don't own these characters in here. Just the wedding description and plot.

Is it something people at La Push do? I couldn't find any traditions that the Quileute's had for weddings, except for the promise bracelet. I'm planning another one (ages away) and I would love to know anything about their ceremonies for marriage.

Chapter Three

Kim's POV

How many moths had we spent stressing over this event? How many tears had been shed for this one moment? Finally, it was perfect. As insisted by Rachel, Emily had not been allowed to take part in any of the decorations that were set up on the wedding day. We had hired a two-storey hall for the occasion, complete with a bathroom upstairs. Downstairs there was a raised platform where the party would stand. I had ordered wooden church pews for the guests. A second-hand upright piano stood in the left corner, where a very willing Seth would play. I had never known he could play anything, but I assumed he either had kept it secret or learnt it from that Edward Cullen, whom he was such good friends. We had invited the Cullen's, on Sam's request but it had been Emily's idea to include the gorgeous Renesmee Cullen as a bridesmaid. There was something about her that was hard not to like, she had special power over Emily, especially. I think she saw her as some delightful angel, who had come to all of Jacob Black's problems. None of us had been comfortable with killing Bella Cullen. I pushed this out of my mind, those things were over and there was no point thinking about them. I focused on checking to make sure everything was in perfect place, the archway covered in creeping red roses, the bible on the stand, the cream walkway was straight, the wooden stairs lined with gold satin bows. I breathed a sigh of relief. Everything was ready.

"Kim! Where have you been? Emily's been stressing ever since she got upstairs," Leah's agitated voice called from the stairs

"Sorry, sorry. Just checking everything," I mumbled, despite being one of Emily's closest family members, Leah still annoyed the hell out of me and everyone else. However, she was getting better, she didn't snap at everyone like she did two years ago.

I headed up the stairs to have my make-up done.

"Oh, Kimmy there you are. Thank God," a very anxious looking Emily said from a chair.

"Wow," there was no other word to describe it

Emily's long black hair had been piled up onto of her head in an elegant bun pined in place with a band peridot stones. Her thick eyelashes were longer and by some miracle, the scars on her face had almost entirely gone. She wasn't in her dress yet but I could tell she would be beautiful

"Is it ok? I spent ages with mom and she assures me its fine, but I don't know if it's too much and-" I cut her off

"Emily you look beautiful!" I cried and rushed over to hug her

Leah snorted, "Please don't cry, the mascara will come off and we'll have to start all over again,"

"It's ok," a sweet melodic voice said, "its waterproof"

I turned to find the cute Renesmee at the door, with her mother beside her.

"Nessie, Bella!" Emily said and jumped out of her chair to hug them both

Leah wrinkled her nose and didn't say anything but looked very pointedly at Nessie

"It's ok, dealt with," she replied and floated over to sit in a chair

"What?" Em, instantly nervous

"Nothing," Bella soothed, "Hello Kim,"

"Hey Bella. Nessie I don't suppose you need much make-up, huh,"

She shrugged, "I don't know if it will stay on," she laughed, bells ringing.

"Well, I need to go-" Bella shot a look at Leah, "See you later, be good Ness. Oh and Emily? You look stunning," and she gracefully left the room

"I guess you need you dress," Leah sniffed; Nessie wasn't one of her favourites.

"Of course," Nessie replied and followed Leah into the separate room

"Do you mind? I'm actually trying to breathe here," she snapped, grabbing the dress of the hanger. Nessie just rolled her eyes, "Me too," she said and winked at Emily's disapproving face.

Leah muttered something under her breath and shut the door on Nessie.

"Leah," Emily warned

"I'm not attacking her am I? You never said anything about being nice,"

I laughed and sat in the chair next to Emily, "My turn, Leah,"

Leah grabbed mascara and started just as Renesmee opened the door. I must have looked surprised because she put on an apologetic smile.

"Too fast?" she asked and stepped out

I was not the only one who glared in jealously. She was just as beautiful as Emily was, despite the lack of make-up. As she was the junior bridesmaid, her dress was in a different colour. It was an aqua tissue taffeta, knee length and the waist accented with a gold belt and bow. Her auburn hair fell in ringlets to the middle of the back. It hurt to look. Nessie sat down on another chair, swinging her legs. It was all too adorable, I insisted Emily take a photo.

Once my make-up had been completed, we heard voices wafting up towards us.

Emily gave a small scream, "What time is it?" she asked in desperation

"We have an hour to go," Nessie replied. I wonder how she knew; I couldn't see a clock anywhere.

"Ok, get me in my dress," she said standing up.

I had only seen the wedding dress once on Emily, we weren't sticking to the usual Quileute customs, and Emily wanted a ceremony that wasn't religious.

I gasped as she pulled it on. It was a silk satin gown, with a neckline that tipped of the shoulder; the bodice was beaded and embroidered. The skirt looked to be A-lined (I remembered very little of my sewing technology that we learnt at school) with a chapel train. I could pick the colour but I knew it was something called 'rum pink', I'd read it on the description.

"How do I look?" Emily asked nervously

"Like, like… I can't explain," I said and gave her another quick hug

I think Nessie showed her instead. Everything after that flew in a rush, before I knew it we had ten minutes to go and I wasn't even in my dress yet.

"Quick, Kim. In your dress," Leah said, "Before Em has a heart attack."

I slid into the canary dress, exactly like Renesmee's and took my place in front of Leah and behind Nessie. There was only one problem, where was Rachel?

Emily was hyperventilating, "Where the heck is she?"

As if on cue Rachel rushed into the room, "So, sorry I'm late. Oh m god, you look amazing, all of you!"

"You were supposed to be getting ready with us, remember?" Emily said crossly but gave her a hug anyway.

I didn't miss the look she flashed to Nessie and Leah, it was like she was saying 'don't worry it's all taken care of'.

Rachel slid in between me and Renesmee and Jacob quickly ran up the stairs.

"Don't you need bouquets?"He asked and handed each one of us a bunch of white roses.

We heard Mendelssohn's Wedding March. I smiled; it was definitely something Seth would have learnt from Edward. I saw Renesmee take a deep breath and start the climb down the stairs. I heard the gasp when they saw this little doll come down. I was so frightened of tripping that I started straight ahead at the altar. I could hear the murmurings when we descended. I smiled at Sam, Paul, Jared and Jacob as I passed them and took my place next to Rachel. Tears overflowed as I watched the Emily take her vowels and let out a sob when the rings were exchanged.

It was perfect.