Chapter 6

I was sitting in the living room with Rose and Alice waiting for Bella to arrive so we could go shopping for the bride's maid's dresses for Bella's upcoming wedding. I thought it was weird that I was going to be in her wedding but we've spent more time together and I had a feeling that I was already closer to her than Rose is even though Rose has known her for much longer, they have some unresolved issue going on, Rose told me all about it. Either way, I didn't feel like we were close enough for this, maybe she doesn't have that many friends or something.

Finally Bella arrived and Alice hurriedly drove us to Port Angeles. After awhile on the road with all of us laughing and just being normal teenage girls, even if it was for a brief period of time it was much needed by all of us I think, we arrived in front of a small but extravagant looking boutique. Créations Pour Elle was probably a small getaway shop where celebrities often retreated to, from the looks of the inside. It was decorated with an obvious effort to look luxurious and comforting at the same time, which was achieved. As soon as we entered a model-like saleswoman strutted over to us, "Bonjour Mademoiselles, Miss. Alice, we have your room ready for you," the blonde beauty said in a thick French accent.

She walked us to the back of the store and we entered into a room that had several couches, a table filled with finger food, racks of dresses, and a few dressing rooms with curtains. "We pulled some dresses for you to try on. I think they fit the style you requested. I hope everything is to your liking?" she asked looking at the four of us.

"Yes," Alice said, "Everything is perfect, thanks Bridget. We'll call for you if we need you," she dismissed the French worker with those words.

"Have a good day shopping, ladies."

Alice smiled devilishly, "Oh, we will." I thought I saw Bella cringe and I admit to being a little afraid of shopping with Alice all day for such a serious occasion as a wedding. Rosalie just looked nonchalant about the whole thing.

Alice first started at the clothes rack marked "Bella" in a flowing script. It was filled with white gowns of every variety. Alice went at a manically fast pace throwing dresses into two different piles. All it seemed like was a blur of white fabric to a human but to us three vampires in the millisecond glimpse we got of the dress we saw every detail thanks to our enhanced senses. Alice sorted through the 40 or more dresses in under a minute, a personal record I bet. Most went to the no pile but around 10 were lucky enough to make into the possibly pile, only the most beautiful would eventually make it into the yes pile, I had a feeling that decision would take awhile to make with Alice here.

Alice put the first dress in Bella's arms and pushed her towards a changing room. "Go try this on."

Bella grumbled but obliged. A few minutes later she came out in a cream colored dress with lace caps sleeves. Rose chuckled, Alice wrinkled her nose, and I shook my head no. Alice gave her the next dress. The process continued until Bella pulled back the curtain a fifth time, she looked like a bride straight out of the 1920's with an ivory lace dress that was completely flat the whole way down, so it gave off no pretense of princessness, the low waistline was accented by beads and the bottom hit her midcalves. She smiled and did a twirl to show off the lace up back.

"I think this is the one guys," she uttered.

"You look beautiful Bella," I complimented.

"Oh, it's just perfect," Alice chimed in.

"Edward will like it," was all Rosalie added.

We went through the same thing to find Alice's maid of honor dress which was a shapeless shift dress in a deep red color that fit in with her pixie hair cut. Rosalie and I got matching flapper dresses that were the same color as Alice's dress. In the end we had spent five hours and $12,000 at the little boutique on the corner but we were nowhere near done in this city.

We spent the rest of the evening, picking out a cake, decorations, and accessories.

After an exhausting day, mentally of course since I can't get physically tired, we finally made our way back down the abandoned highway to our little town of Forks.

Bella was asleep as soon as she hit the seat of the car. Rose and I chatted in the front seat of the car the whole ride and Alice focused on her visions, trying to figure out the stocks we should invest in next.

The next few weeks progressed with no eventfulness, until the day of the wedding. Even with our vampire speed it took us hours to set up. Everything had to be perfect. I stuck to the easy, menial jobs so that I wouldn't mess anything up drastically. I wrapped lights around the trees, the house, and the reception area that had been put in the back yard. Then I put on my dress and did my makeup and hair, trying my best to look plain like Alice said so that Bella would be the center of attention. I walked down stairs an hour before the festivities began and swayed along to the 20's swing music playing. I went into the kitchen and helped Esme finish cooking some of the food. I was a better cook than most of them since it hadn't been that long since I was a human and I used to cook for myself all the time before I became a vampire.

At last, everything was ready and people began arriving. I went back upstairs to prepare to walk the aisle. My cue came to walk the aisle. I glided down it followed by Rose, then Alice, and finally the wedding march began on the piano beside the wedding area. A gorgeous woman from the past swept down the aisle, on the arm of her father, Charlie. She looked so beautiful. The vows were said and it was the most intimate, romantic ceremony I had ever seen. Bella even cried.

Soon after the reception began, which was filled with dance after wonderful dance. I was asked to dance many times and accepted every time. I was getting happier every day thanks to my family. Bella and Edward left for the honeymoon and the guest left soon after them. After we had all changed into casual clothes we cleaned up from the ceremonies. I relaxed in the living room for the rest of the night, enjoying the company of my fellow Cullens'.