Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer's everyone, unless you don't recognize it, then it's mine.
"Where are you taking me?" I asked as the blindfold was placed around my eyes and I was shoved into Rosalie's convertible. The top was up, of course, seeing as it was going to drop snow all over the ground at any second.
"It's a surprise," Alice laughed, getting into the passenger side after she had strapped me into the backseat.
"I'm indestructible and Edward still makes you put my seatbelt on?" I asked skeptically.
"Well, you know him," Rosalie said with a sarcastic sneer.
"True," I laughed. The car took off, the radio blasting some weird music from the fifties that I didn't know. What was it with the Cullens and their fifties music? I sighed, temped to rip the blindfold off.
"Don't even think about it," Alice warned, obviously seeing that coming.
"Why can't I see what's going on?" I asked angrily.
"Because we want this one to be s surprise. This isn't Edward this time, it's us," Alice said with a smirk.
"Well, mainly her," Rosalie joked. The ride was quiet after that until Rosalie changed the station to a hits station and I knew some of the music and was able to sing along with it, although I couldn't see. I could definitely hear the city around us though, horns honking and people shouting. The car stopped and Alice pulled the blindfold off my face. I looked through the front windshield, seeing a huge boutique in front of us. It was the kind of place no one would normally ever see someone like me. I sighed.
"You're not funny," I said to Alice. Rosalie cracked a smile and got out of the driver's seat. Alice got out too, and I followed. She grabbed my hand and was able to easily tow me inside the place.
"Hello, how may I help you?" the woman at the front asked me with a smile. I could smell the overwhelming powerful scent of hair products enter my nose shook my head. That was one of the bad things about that enhanced sense of smell.
"Three appointments, one for Hale, one for Cullen, and one for Swan. I ordered the chairs next to each other, I have samples of the dresses, and I better get what I'm paying for," Rosalie said haughtily. I looked at her, noting the impression I had with her on my own face. She only looked back at me and shrugged.
"Yes, Miss Hale, right this way," said the woman, walking ahead of us and leading us to a secluded room where three chairs sat, three sinks, and three dryers along with three huge desks in front of the three chairs. "Your hair experts and make-up experts will be right with you, of course. They will give you samples of things to match your choices and then we'll send you down to the spa while they prepare, okay?" she asked with a smile.
"Thanks," said Alice, her pixie-face glowing with excitement. When the woman left, she turned to Rosalie, outrage on her beautiful face. "The spa too? How are we going to explain the fact that our faces don't absorb lotion and our skin doesn't move when the massage our backs?"
"I didn't order a spa treatment, I promise," said Rosalie with narrowed eyes. "That stupid woman is not getting a tip from me."
"Well, can't we just refuse it?" I asked, piping in and afraid of being yelled at by two beautiful, angry vampires.
"True, that we can do," Rosalie conceded. "And we will."
"Good, now that that's settled, lets sit, shall we?" Alice asked, sitting ion the middle chair. Oh, she was good, separating me from Rosalie; I could not love her more. I sat on her right and leaned back, closing my eyes, although obviously not tired. I smiled, hearing the people enter. Rosalie pulled two samples of the colors on the dresses. One was of my wedding dress, which was white, but had reds in it also, and the bridesmaid's dresses which were an apple red color. Alice had picked out the bridesmaids dresses with the plan of having a rose-themed wedding, and then brought me a few different dresses to choose from. The ones she brought me were all gorgeous and amazing, and I could not love them more, but the one I had chosen has definitely sttod out as the most beautiful of the five.
"Hello, we want make-up to match this, up-dos for each of us, the brunette one, Bella, needs a bride's up-do. Us two, we need bridesmaids' styles. So, please, do what you can," Rosalie ordered. She definitely was bossy to people who pampered her. The three of them, two women and one man, got to work immediately, pulling out samples of their works in magazines and showing them to us. I dismissed all the too-complicated ones and finally settled on a simple up-do that was a twisting bun. At the top was a small crown with red trim to it that matched my dress perfectly I couldn't see what Alice and Rosalie had chosen, but I bet that Alice hadn't really done much, seeing as her hair was so short. They pulled out make-up samples next and I selected one that had red eye shadow and black eyeliner and blush on the cheeks that looked gorgeous. Once again, I had no idea about the two girls next to me. I sighed as they began to work on my hair, pulling out a straightener and running its hot, ceramic plates through my hair.
When they had finished, it looked very elegant, exactly as I had wanted it to. They placed the small tiara on my head and began working with the make up. I held as still as possible, which had become so much easier for me now that I was a vampire. As soon as they had told me I was done, I looked over to the other two girls with a smile. Rosalie looked stunning, her red accents around her eyes and ruby red lips would look beautiful with her dress. Her hair was curly and held on top of her head and looked a little messy, a few strands falling in her face beautifully.
I chanced a look at Alice. She was also donned in the same make-up scheme as Rosalie, but her hair was so much different than I had ever seen it. Instead of the halo of spikes around her head, it was straight and clung to her head elegantly, looking beautiful.
"Don't get used to this, it's only for special occasions," she said with a smile, moving it away from her face continually.
"You tow look great," I said with a smile.
"And you don't?" Rosalie asked sarcastically. I looked at the beautician who was in charge of me and she handed me a mirror. I looked into it, my immediate thought being that the woman was not me, and never could be me. I gasped, seeing the small tiara with red orbs held to white swirls. I traced my hair and the bun that was held in back of my head. I gasped, the apple-colored accents around my eyes matching the tiara perfectly and eyeliner complementing my eyes and giving that gorgeously mysterious touch. I touched my scarlet lips, tracing them and pulling my hand away and looking at it. It was the perfect lipstick, no residue whatsoever. I shook my head as Alice and Rosalie both laughed.
"Bella, when will you get used to being so beautiful?" Alice asked with small giggle.
"Never," I breathed. The beauticians handed Rosalie the bill and she gave them a handful of twenties and couldn't even so how many. She waved off the receipt, not wanting it at all.
"Come on, Bella, we have to go pick up the wedding band you ordered for Edward," Alice said, pulling me out of my chair. I handed the mirror to the woman and was pulled form the parlor. We drove for a while before stopping at a Tiffany's. I got out and went to the man behind the counter who I had spoken to when I ordered the ring. I handed him a check and he returned form the back with the ring in a small velvet box. I smiled, leaving the store and opening the box to examine it once more. It was gold, but there was a platinum band outset from the gold, accenting it beautifully.
"Edward'll love it," Alice said, pushing me back into the car as they both got in themselves and drove off. I smiled, placing the box into my purse.
We pulled into Forks around noon, having been in Port Angeles only five hours since we arrived at seven. When they stopped, I realized something for the first time.
"Wait, wasn't Esme supposed to come, and Rosalie, weren't you meeting us there?" I asked with a bewildered expression.
"We tricked you remember, Bella? We thought that if you thought that Esme was coming, you'd be more willing to go since Esme doesn't like us turning you into a Barbie doll. But, we had to lie. Oh, by the way, I think you needed to speak with Carlisle about something, didn't you?" Alice asked with a smile as we pulled up the Cullen mansion. I got out and went inside sneakily. Emmet was on the stairs and looked at me with a smile, then saw Rosalie walk in and his jaw hit the floor. He was down the steps in a minute and kissed her quickly before running back upstairs.
"EDWARD! BELLA'S HERE, SO DON'T COME DOWN! YOU CAN'T SEE THE BRIDE ON YOUR WEDDING DAY!" he yelled up the steps. I pressed my finger to my ear, wincing at the volume of his voice. I guess he had never really gotten used to the whole no need to yell up the stairs to talk to people thing. I entered the kitchen and saw Carlisle and Esme sitting there. I smiled and waved to them, sitting down at the table across from them as Jasper, Alice, Rosalie, and Emmet arrived and took their own seats.
"Um…Carlisle. I wanted to ask you something," I said nervously.
"Fire away, Bella," he said with an amused smirk. I looked at Alice with a glare. She had already told him.
"I was going to ask, since my father thinks me dead, if you would walk me down the aisle?" I asked my voice slightly shaky.
"Of course, you are like a daughter to me and you always have been," he said, his smile peaceful, but honored.
"Well, seeing as that's all I needed to clear up…I guess I should go get ready to be married then," I said with a smile, standing up.
"We'll help," Alice said, getting up along with Rosalie. They pulled me by my arms to a room I hadn't seen before. They shoved me in. I looked around, the room was walled with mirrors, and three hooks held three dresses, mine in the middle. I smiled, remembering why I loved it so much. My bouquet sat underneath it on a small table along with their bouquets of one rose surrounded by white carnations and baby's-breath.
"Time to get ready," Alice said with a smirk. I exhaled softly and looked up at the ceiling, my nerves overtaking me as my eyes filled with tears of happiness. I was getting married, and I hardly deserved the beautiful creature that I was marrying today. I breathed out, realizing I had been holding in my breath. There was less than an hour left, and I would be a bride to the most beautiful man in the entire world. Could life be any more perfect?
A/N: Slightly short, but not all that bad. I really am excited for the next chapter which I will try to have done by next week. Only two more chapters left until I release the sequel, which I hope you'll like a lot, since it is rather different from most Twilight fics. Alright, well, review please, and favorite if you haven't because that would make me a very happy writer. Thanks for being patient with this!