A/N: Still not Stephenie Meyer.

It's been two months since the La Push gang was arrested. Most of them will be serving until long after Edward and I are off at Chicago University. We both got our acceptance letters last week.

The only thing worse than being almost killed by your ex boyfriend's best friend just so happens to be tonight.

Prom night.

I shudder just at the thought. The only thing that's kept me going is knowing how excited Edward was.

Not to mention, I get to see him in a tuxedo.

I heard frantic pounding at my door. It has to be Alice and Rosalie.

It was only nine in the morning, but they both insisted that we take all day to get ready.

I ran quickly to the door, where my now two best friends greeted me.

Rosalie and I had become a lot closer since everything with Sam happened.

Alice couldn't always be there to help me shower, and get dressed. Much to my surprise Rose happily volunteered.

They walked in, wearing pajamas just like I was. They had their dresses in protective bags, to keep them from getting anything on them.

To be honest, mine was lazily hung in my closet. Alice and I bought it the day I got my cast off, since I could finally walk through the mall.

She was extremely disappointed that I wouldn't have time to make necessary alterations. Luckily Esme helped me take it up a few inches so it didn't drag the ground.

Wearing high heels was enough of a hazard for me. Though I knew Edward would never let me fall.

I had to smile to myself as I thought about him. In the past two months we had only fallen deeper in love. We would do anything for each other. I don't think he is something I would ever willingly give up.

I might die without him.

"So lets do our nails first!" Alice squealed as she pulled out a box with more bottles of nail polish than almost any manicure shop I had ever seen.

We all decided to get French manicures, since none of our dresses were a color that would be flattering for nail polish.

I loved all of our dresses. The theme of the prom was masquerade, but Alice and Rosalie had somehow managed to make sure we all still looked modern.

Alice's dress was a beautiful light yellow color, with a black bow wrapping around the front. It hugged her body all the way to the ground. Which was about 60 inches.

I could see why she would be so worried about alterations.

Rosalie's dress was a golden orange color. It was also full length, though Rose didn't need any alteration, she was almost 5'10. It had small beading detail around the neckline, and a bow around the waist. The color made her golden hair look even more extraordinary.

My dress was dark blue. I was partial to the color, because I saw the way Edward looked at me every time he saw me wearing it. It had some beading detail, but it was overall pretty simple. I loved it.

Alice, Rosalie, and I all decided that we wouldn't let the boys see our dresses until tonight.

We had each other's opinions, and that was enough. We wanted to surprise them.

Within the hour we all three had our nails done.

We decided after they dried that we should eat something. So we made a salad, and sandwiches.

"Bella." Rosalie started with a grin. "You have to let me do your hair tonight." She was beaming by the time she finished.

"I think it would look so great if we curled it, and pinned some of it in the back, but left most of it hanging down." She looked over to Alice for approval.

She smiled and nodded in Rose's direction.

I had to admit, I was looking forward to the actual prom.

Not necessarily the dancing, or the dressing up, but just being with Edward in a setting where everyone could see, and maybe even be jealous of me.

However being Alice and Rosalie's guinea pig for the entire day would surely drive me mad.

The rest of the day we just hung out, until around three when we decided to start on hair and make up.

Alice had short hair, so hers didn't take very long. It still looked beautiful. She swept her bangs to the side and held them in place with shiny pins.

She could make anything look good.

Rosalie's hair took a bit longer. She had beautiful blonde long hair. It was halfway down her back. It was layered in an interesting fashion. She ended up curling her entire head of hair loosely, and leaving it down.

You would have thought that something so simple wouldn't make that much of a difference, but she was stunning, as usual.

As soon as they were finished, they grinned in my direction. I knew it was time for my torture.

I sat on a chair that they moved into my small bathroom. The torture began.

They had various pins and clips in my hair, and that was before they even heated up the curling iron.

They had fulfilled their plan that they devised earlier at the kitchen table, and I had to admit it looked beautiful, and elegant.

I didn't even realize I had so much hair.

We took the next hour applying make up. By the time we were all finished, I looked just about as good as Alice and Rose.

We looked at the clock, the Limo that Edward and Jasper insisted we got would be there in about ten minutes.

We shuffled down the stairs, and saw headlights through the window.

Our three men gracefully walked out of the limo, looking as handsome as ever.

Edward looked so handsome. He always had his hair messy, because he knew that's how I liked it.

But it was different thins time. It was still messy, but almost in an organized fashion, like he had taken extra time to do it.

As soon as he caught a glimpse of me, he smiled. He would probably never fail to knock the wind out of me with his grin.

Jasper and Emmett went to Alice and Rose. I wasn't paying much attention though, I only had eyes for Edward.

He slowly walked toward me, his smile growing with every step he took.

He finally reached me, and took my hand, twirling me around.

Once I had made the full circle he pulled me close to him.

"Bella." He sighed kissing my cheek. "You look so beautiful. I'm….speechless."

I blushed, of course. "You look amazing yourself." I giggled nervously.

"Are you guys going to prom?" Emmett yelled from the limousine. We hadn't even noticed that they were in there.

"Shall we?" Edward asked me holding out his arm for me to take. He led me inside the Limo.

It was beautiful. It was much bigger inside, than it was outside. There was a mini-fridge that had apple cider in it, since we weren't old enough for Champagne.

We pulled up to the school. Edward helped me out of the limo, and I was suddenly nervous.

Edward held me close. "I'm going to be the envy of every guy in there. I better not let go of you for a single second." He held on to me tighter. The inflection in his voice was almost seductive it was so sexy.

We made it to the gym without me tripping, much to my relief.

The gym was beautifully decorated. Esme had done a wonderful job. It was so medieval.

"May I have this dance?" Edward purred into my ear as a slow song began playing.

I nodded nervously, and he chuckled. "I'm not going to let you fall, Bella." He smiled at me, and I playfully smacked his arm for assuming I would fall on my own.

Even if it were true, he didn't need to say it.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he encircled my waist.

We danced the night away, staying just like that. A few people had come up asking to cut it, but each time we politely declined.

I never needed anyone but Edward.

And that's how it would stay, forever.

First of all Thank you all who have read this story. I was so nervous to write my first fic, and at first I got almost no response. I almost gave up on it in the beginning, so thank you. You guys helped me finish this.

A/N: I am absolutely exhausted, I know I usually post earlier, but I have been packing and what not. Tomorrow there will be a short epilogue….and of course the preview for the next fanfic I will write. I wrote the preview last night, to save my sanity. This chapter really held no purpose lol, but I wanted it there. Dresses are on my profile page. Review?