The next morning I stood cautiously behind Alice on the front steps of the house. We were waiting for Bella and Edward to arrive. I didn't see why she couldn't just wait by herself, but she had insisted that I needed to be there. She was really excited about something, I could tell that easily. I also knew it had something to do with the vision she had had when we were picking out furniture for my new bedroom.

I daydreamed about how my room would look with the blue and orange theme we had decided on. Alice had been adamant about blue because 'it would blend with the sky' and orange was my favourite colour. I was just trying to figure out Alice's logic with the blue sky thing, considering the sky was usually grey and cloudy here in Forks when the slam of a car door and Alice's high- pitched squeal broke me out of my daydream.

"Thank you, Bella!" she sang as Bella and Edward walked over to us. I steeled myself for Bella's scent, but surprisingly, it didn't bother too much. I was too interested in knowing what Alice was thanking Bella for.

"Hold it, Alice," Bella warned, lifting a finger to halt Alice's tirade. "I've got a few limitations for you."

"I know, I know, I know. I only have until August thirteenth at the latest, you have veto power on the guest list, and if I go overboard on anything, you'll never speak to me again." What were they talking about? "It'll be fine, Bella. Bree will help me, right Bree?" I frowned.

"Uh... help with what, exactly?" I asked. Alice giggled.

"Bella and Edward's wedding! Now come on you two, let's go see Bella's dress!" Alice was already at the door, leading us towards the stairs. I heard Bella suck in a breath hastily.

"When did you get me a dress, Alice?" Bella asked, obviously trying to be casual.

"Oh, well, you see, Bella, these things take time. And Perrine Bruyere has a waiting list, so I thought I'd get ahead. I mean, I wasn't sure things were going to turn out this way, but there was a distinct possibility..."

"Per- who?" Bella and I chorused, and then looked at each other conspiratorially.

"He's not a major designer, you two, so there's no need to throw a hissy fit."

"We're not throwing a fit," Bella objected. I smiled at her, and she hesitantly smiled back.

"No, you're not." Alice eyed Bella's face suspiciously before turning to Edward and commanding him to leave her room.

"Why?" Bella complained.

"He's not supposed to see the dress till the day of," Alice reasoned, pushing Edward out the door.

"It doesn't matter to me, Alice. If that's the way you want it..." Bella said, breathing in and out deeply in an attempt to calm herself.

Edward had his eyes focused on Bella, worried because... he was leaving her alone with me? He was leaving her alone at all? I made a mental note to get him to tell me later, and Alice shut the door in Edward's face.

Alice grabbed mine and Bella's wrists and dragged us into the very back corner of her closet, where a white garment bag hung on its own rack. She unzipped the bag and grabbed the dress out in one sweeping motion.

"Well?" she asked, focused mostly on Bella. Bella paused for a moment, tapping her foot. She was obviously playing with Alice. It was working too, I noted, as Alice's expression turned worried. Then Bella smiled.

"Perfect. Nineteen-eighteen?" I could see that the dress was meant to be old-fashioned, with vintage lace and old-style embroidery.

"More or less," Alice replied. "What do you think, Bree?" I surveyed the dress a second more before replying.

"It's beautiful. You'll look great in it, Bella," I complimented. Alice beamed and Bella's smile grew a bit.

"Some of it's my design. The train, the veil..." Alice babbled, brushing the satin of the dress. "Oh and Bree, don't think about the dress around him. Try really hard. Sing songs or something." I nodded.

"It's just right for him," Bella gushed.

"But is it just right for you?" Alice pressured.

"Yes, I think so. You and Bree are going to do a great job, I know it. As long as you don't go overboard, that is."

"Don't worry, Bella. I'll keep her in check," I joked. Alice beamed at Bella.

"So, can I see your dress?" Bella asked. Alice blinked, her face going blank. "What, you didn't order yourself a dress as well? I wouldn't want my maid of honour to wear something off the rack." Bella winced in mockery of her words. Alice's face lit up and she threw her arms around Bella's waist.

"Thank you, thank you!" she gushed. When Alice let go and went to hang up to dress again, Bella turned to me.

"You too, Bree. Alice may not have bought you a fancy dress, but you'll look gorgeous in anything, I'm sure." I stood stock still, barely comprehending the words.

"You mean... you want me to be a bridesmaid?" I asked. Bella nodded.

"That's not weird or anything, is it? I mean, I just thought since you're help- oof!" I cut Bella off when I threw myself at her, wrapping her up in the biggest hug I thought she could handle.

"Not to sound too much like Alice, but thank you, thank you so much! You have no idea how good it feels to be accepted." I released Bella, suddenly glad for once that I was a vampire and couldn't tear up.

Bella laughed good-naturedly.

"Well, Bree, you are part of the Cullen family now. Might as well show it!" I nodded.

"We've got so much to do! Go play with Edward, Bella. Bree, you're coming with me," Alice ordered. She grasped my hand tightly, and we sped out of the room, Alice yelling loudly for Esme.

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Here's another chapter for you! Hope you enjoyed, and please review! Oh, and some dialogue wasn't mine... but I mostly twisted it all up. I "Bree-ifed" it. :D Muahaha.