Author's Note: I'm going to cry! This is the last chapter! Thankfully, there will be an epilogue, so there is one chapter left. But I'm so sad that this is going to be over! (Cries) Good news is, after this is done, I can move on to Angel of Death and Never Alone. Yay! I know you guys are excited. I'm actually really pleased with the way this turned out, which is surprising since I've had the flu all week and I start my job at a motorcycle shop tomorrow. Ugh. Should be fun…

Anyway, I hoped you guys liked it. If I spell something wrong or write the wrong word and I missed it I'm sorry. My keyboard is really old and has been not working right lately. If you're confused on something, let me know and I'll do my best to unconfuse you.

Disclaimer: I would say something really clever here, but I'm sick. So this is what you get. The wonderful SM owns anything that can be found in a Twilight book. Anything other than that, I own it. :)

"Abbie!" a high-pitched voice pulled me from my dream before someone was shaking me awake. "Wake up!" the voice called again, closer now. I rolled my head to the side and opened my eyes.

"Aunt Alice," I groaned, looking up at her grinning face. "Why are you waking me up at…" I looked over at my alarm clock and my eyes grew wide, "Eight O' Clock on a Saturday! Ugh!" I groaned again and rolled over, pulling my nice warm comforter over my head.

"No. No. No." Aunt Alice sang, ripping the blankets off of me. Involuntarily, I brought my knees to my chest and hugged myself, shivering a little bit at the sudden coldness. "You are getting up right now whether I have to force you or not," she threatened. I didn't move. Before my brain could comprehend what was happening, Aunt Alice had thrown me over her shoulder. I opened my eyes just in time to watch the house speed by us as she ran toward the dining room table and sat me down next to Alex.

"Ugh," I groaned, holding my stomach, which was suddenly nauseous. "That wasn't how I wanted to wake up this morning," I complained. Alex chuckled between his bites of waffles. "What are you laughing at?" I asked bitterly. He didn't say anything; he just grinned and continued eating. I rolled my eyes as Momma placed my breakfast in front of me. Aunt Alice sat down next to me, and I knew she was ready to tell me what was going on today.

"Okay, when you're done eating, take a shower. The dance starts at seven and we need to be ready by six thirty. That will give time for Corey to get here and Alex to pick up Mich and get back." And, with that, she stood up and skipped away.

"Ugh," I sighed, standing up and bringing my plate to the sink, "today is going to be so long." Momma, who had been sitting at the kitchen table, laughed.

"It won't be so bad…" I gave her a 'yeah right' look. "Okay, so maybe it will be. But it'll be worth it! Just think about how Corey will act when he sees you." I sighed and leaned against the counter, folding my hands against my chest.

"I suppose you're right." Of course she was right. Momma was always right. "Is Aunt Alice playing 'Bella Barbie' today?" Momma grinned smugly at the question.

"Nope! I get to…"

"EMMETT!" Aunt Alice screeched, cutting Momma off. Within a moment, Uncle Em was standing – more like hiding – behind me and Aunt Alice was standing in front of me, looking furious. I had no idea what was going on, but I was determined to figure out as much as I could. I looked over at Momma who shrugged before disappearing out of the room.

"I didn't break it, Alice, I swear!" Uncle Em defended. "I spent all day yesterday practicing Wii Boxing so that I can beat Jasper. Abbie was home all day; she'll vouch for me. Right Abbie?" He asked me, his golden eyes full of hope. I snorted.

"Are you kidding? I'd sell you out for a Klondike Bar." Uncle Em frowned.

"Aw, come on, Abbie. You would speak for your favorite Uncle, wouldn't you?" I shrugged, holding back laughter. I loved messing with him.

"Sure, but Uncle Jasper isn't here right now." Uncle Em frowned even more while Aunt Alice laughed musically. At least she wasn't mad anymore.

"Aw. Abbie." He sounded upset.

"You know I love you, Uncle Em." I grinned, kissing his cheek before rushing up to the shower. Better get it over with now before Aunt Alice is dragging me up the stairs.

"Abbie, are you ready?" I heard Aunt Alice ask as I walked out of the bathroom in my sweats. I sighed heavily and looked over to her.

"I guess so," I sighed. She grinned and grabbed my wrist, pulling me toward the vanity she had put in my room. I kept my mouth shut through the drying and straightening and curling and everything else Aunt Alice did to my hair. She had turned my chair around so that my back was to the mirror and I was facing the wall on the other side of the room.

"How much longer," I whined after what seemed like days, but in reality it had only been about three hours. "My butt's going numb."

"Yes, Yes." Aunt Alice said with a wave of her arm as she put lip-gloss on me. "Done," she sang a few minutes later. She turned my chair around so that I could finally look at myself.

The girl in the mirror wasn't me. There was no way. She had a smoky eyeshadow look with a little blush and light pink lip-gloss. Her long brown hair was in loose curls, with half of it in a curled bun. I reached out my hand to touch the girl in the mirror's face gently with the tip of my French manicure. It wasn't until the girl in the mirror did the same thing that I realized she was me. That was my reflection.

"Do you like it?" Aunt Alice asked hopefully.

"I'm beautiful," I whispered, more to myself than to her. She grabbed my upper arms gently and placed her chin on my shoulder so that she was looking in the mirror too.

"You've always been beautiful," she grinned, kissing my temple before dancing her way over to my closet. I saw my cheeks get red as she pulled out my golden dress and sparkly black high heels.

"Get dressed," she instructed, "I need to go get ready myself and I have to make sure everybody else is ready." Of course she had vampire speed so she didn't take three hours to get ready. I waited until she had closed the door before I made my way over to my dress, which Aunt Alice had placed on my bed. After getting undressed and taking a deep breath, I pulled the silky fabric over my head, careful not to mess up my hair.

"Someone," I called when I realized that I couldn't zip my dress up the rest of the way. Seconds later, Grandma Esme was standing in the doorway, looking as though she would break out in tears any second.

"Oh! You look gorgeous," she gushed, walking towards me as I felt my face get warmer.

"Thanks," I mumbled, "zip me?" I turned my back to her, moving my hair out of the way carefully so it wouldn't get caught in the zipper. I shivered a little as her cold fingers brushed against my back, grasping the zipper of my dress and pulling it up.

"Corey should be here soon," she told me as I turned around. She gave me a quick hug before exiting the room, closing the door behind her. I smiled as I sat down on my bed, putting on my heels slowly. I was ready, thankfully, so I pulled out Go Ask Alice and started to read while I waited for Aunt Alice to come back in.

"Abbie!" A high voice called as my bedroom door swung open. I dropped my book, startled, and looked up to see a small pixie in a pink dress with her short black hair was curled.

Speak of the devil...

"Yes?" I picked up my book and placed it back on my bed.

"Corey is here," she announced, "entrance time," she sang, taking my hand and pulling me to my feet. She steadied me after I almost fell to the ground before I gripped her arm tighter.

"Okay, let's go," I grinned. Aunt Alice grinned too as she helped me walk down the stairs so I wouldn't fall.

"I don't know why I let you talk me into wearing these shoes," I hissed under my breath. Aunt Alice chuckled.

"Abbie," I heard Corey whisper. At first I thought I was imagining things, but when I looked to my left, I saw him standing there, looking absolutely godly in his tux. He had a bouquet of pink lilies in his hands. He smiled as I made my way over to him and I smiled to. "These are for you," he said, handing the flowers to me. I nodded, still unable to speak, taking the flowers and turning to hand them to Grandma Esme so she could put them in a vase. "You look absolutely stunning," Corey whispered in my ear after he wrapped his arms around me from behind.

"You don't look so bad yourself," I replied as he kissed my temple.

Flash!

A camera went off, making me jump a little. I looked over and Momma and Daddy, who were grinning. "Oh man," I groaned, throwing my head back and resting it on Corey's shoulder.

"We're back!" I heard Alex announce. I turned around to see my brother and Mich – who was looking very shy – walk through the door. We all greeted and complimented on how lovely she looked before Grandma Esme forced us to take pictures.

"The limo's here!" Aunt Rose yelled from the window. Corey took my hand and led me to the limo, helping me in so I wouldn't step on my dress. I can't believe the got us limo! My family just loves to spend money…

"Oh! Oh! Guess what?" Mich exclaimed randomly as the driver pulled out of the driveway. "Remember when I said that my brother was getting married like months ago?" The question was mostly directed to Alex, which made sense since I didn't know what she was talking about. He nodded. "Well him and his wife-to-be, Beth, had to push back the wedding because of her mother," she rolled her eyes, "Anyway, it's July 17th and he's asked me to invite all of you, including Carlisle and Esme," she grinned. "Do you want to come?"

"Are you kidding?" I exclaimed, "I've always wanted to go to a wedding!"

"We would be happy to come," Momma said softly, smiling warmly at her.

"We're here," an old man's voice, the chauffeur, said, opening the door. Rope lights lit up the pathway up to the ballroom entrance. People from school were walking up the pathway, and I grinned when I saw Mel, looking lovely in green, holding onto Drew's arm as they entered the building. Amber, looking slutty in a short dress that…accentuated her…parts, was walking toward the building alone. Ha. I coughed loudly and she turned around, glaring at me as I clutched to Corey's arm tighter.

Inside the ballroom was absolutely stunning. It had a very sophisticated look, with twinkle lights all around and everything. In the front of the room was a big orchestra, which I heard would play fast and slow songs, which was good. The room was full of my classmates, and several teachers. It's not like I needed to pay attention to the chaperones, though. When you've got an overprotective, vampire father who can read your boyfriend's mind and hear your conversation from a mile away, you learn to be very careful with what you do. Not to mention a psychic aunt who can see the future.

"May I have this dance, Juliet?" Corey asked, bowing and holding out a hand to take mine. I giggled.

"Of course, Romeo," I replied, curtsying (Right word?) and taking his hand. He led me to the middle of the dance floor, and rested is hand on my waist. "Promise not to let me fall?" I raised an eyebrow as the orchestra began to play.

"Never," he grinned, twirling me around in a circle and then pulling me close.

When we were dancing, it was like we were the only two people in the world. No one else mattered. It was just him and I. I stared into his dark eyes and basically lost myself. I was totally unaware of everything happening around us, and I was okay with that. Cheesy, right? God, I'm in so deep. But I wouldn't have it any other way.

"Told you I wouldn't let you fall," he grinned smugly.

"Yeah, this time." I joked back, rolling my eyes. He spun me around in a circle before Daddy walked up behind him, tapping him on the shoulder.

Oh, God…

"Mind if I cut in?" He asked. Corey shook his head.

"Of course not," He turned to me, " I think I'll go dance with Alice," he kissed my temple and then walked over to my aunt. It was nice they got along so well. It was better than having my family hate them.

"Don't let me fall," I said as I gripped Daddy's hand. He chuckled.

"Your mother always said the same thing." He sighed and pulled me up onto his feet.

"Daddy," I hissed under my breath so only he would hear. "This was cute when I was five, but now it's just weird." He rolled his eyes but didn't say anything. I looked over at Corey, who was, in fact, dancing with Aunt Alice. When he finally caught my eye, he winked and twirled Aunt Alice around in a circle.

"He really does love you," Daddy said. I looked at him and then back to Corey, smiling.

"I really love him too." I replied honestly.

"Do you see yourself married and having kids with him?"

Whoa now. I'm only a junior – senior after this ball – in high school. Who said anything about marriage?

Not like I hadn't thought of it before, cause I have. I had a dream, actually, where we were happily married with a little Abbie and a little Corey running around the house. It was a nice dream….

"I'm not sure," I said, "But right now, I think I just want to be in love."

And that was exactly what I was going to do.

Author's Note: One chapter left! And I promise to make it a good one. I want to thank all of my dependable readers and reviewers. You guys have really helped me finish this story. If it weren't for you guys, I would probably not have finished. I would thank of you individually, but I don't have that kind of time.

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"She looks beautiful," I whispered, staring at the girl in white.

"Yes, she does," Corey whispered. I turned around to look at him, only to realize he was looking at me. I blushed.

---Jyssica