Stephenie didn't give Laurent much of a personality, since he was really just a secondary character. Since he is no longer as such, I gave him a pretty interesting personality

It had been a month since Edward proposed to me. Today was August twenty-fourth. You can do the math.

The first few weeks of school after the change were… odd. People stared at me, whispering things about plastic surgery, and discovering the wonders of make up. (Their words, not mine) But, according to Edward, no one suspected anything other then the fact that I was just a rich little snob who had gotten some work done. Edward seemed to find that very amusing.

The engagement ring never left my finger, so the entire school knew about our soon-to-be wedding, thanks to some over-observant gossips. Wedding plans were spreading around the house like wildfire. Rosalie was still stiff around me, but occasionally she would put in some sort of suggestion. Alice and I were running almost everything, mostly Alice actually, but of course Edward had his say in plenty of things. We had even set a date together. We were going to be married on October sixteenth.

Another thing about the past few weeks was that I hadn't seen Laurent since our spat at the mall. Had he really left Denali without saying goodbye? I really didn't like that idea. But then again, didn't he say goodbye the night I woke up from my transformation? Laurent was starting to confuse me. One minute he's saying goodbye, and then we're running into each other. For all I knew, he could pop up out of nowhere. The only worry I had was that I really had hurt him that day at the mall. Even though I was right, I was pretty harsh.

"Bella, did you hear what I said?" Alice's voice called out to me, snapping me back into reality. We were sitting on the floor of her bedroom, bridal magazines surrounding us.

I blinked, "I'm sorry, what?"

"Bella, are you alright?" Alice cocked her head to the side.

"Yeah," I replied, shaking my head slightly, trying to focus. "I just zoned out for a minute there."

Alice sighed, "Bella, are you sure you're okay?"

I nodded, "I was just thinking, that's all." I sighed, "I think I'm going to head in for the night, Edward should be home soon."

Edward had gone out with Rosalie, the car expert, to get a new Volvo. He missed his Volvo. I rolled my eyes at the thought. A BMW and a Mercedes isn't good enough for ya? Stupid spoiled fiancé…

I used the palms of my hands to push myself up on my feet. I picked up the magazines off the floor, and stacked them neatly on the dresser. Alice eyed me curiously, but I smiled and kissed her on the cheek.

"We'll pick up right where we left off tomorrow,"

She nodded, and I showed myself out. My mind returned to its swimming state, as I made my way to mine and Edward's room.

When I opened the door to the room, I was shocked to find Laurent, not Edward, standing by the window.

"About time you got here," he said. He didn't turn around, but I saw him smirk through the window. Eyes wide, I shut the door, and stepped forward.

"Laurent…?"

"Heya, doll face," he said, spinning around. "What's doin'?"

And that's when I saw them. Laurent's menacing crimson eyes… they weren't so menacing at all anymore, in fact they were no longer crimson. The vampire standing before me had dark butterscotch orbs. Only vegetarians had golden eyes. I stared in shock.

"Laurent, your eyes!" I exclaimed. "They're golden!"

Laurent smirked, "Observant little thing, aren't you?"

I glared at him for a moment, but I quickly recovered, realization washing over me. "You listened to me…"

"You sound surprised," he said, leaning back against the window.

"I'm shocked, actually." I couldn't tear my eyes from his. Before he was so set on his 'survival of the fittest' theory, and now… he had given that up. He became one of us.

"The coven here helped me," He explained.

"Why didn't you go to Carlisle?"

He shrugged. "I didn't want the 'I told you so' speech."

I rolled my eyes. "You're an idiot…"

"But I'm a 'decent guy,' remember?" He flashed me a toothy grin.

"Don't make me regret saying that," I said, putting my hands on my hips. He was so arrogant! I didn't think anyone could have a bigger ego then Edward.

Laurent grinned, "Oh, you won't…"

"How do you know?" I snapped.

"Simple," he replied, mimicking my pose. "You like me,"

My jaw dropped, "Excuse me?"

"You like me. You think I'm a decent guy. As a matter of fact, you would like to consider me a friend."

"You're outrageous!" I seethed.

"Admit it," he smirked, crossing his arms over his chest.

"No!"

"You like me, you like me!" He sang, shifting his weight from foot to foot. I resisted the urge to laugh. He looked like a little child.

I glowered at him. "You're so damn arrogant!"

"Yes…" he admitted, "…but you like me."

I groaned.

"Admit it!"

I rolled my eyes, and let a smile cross my lips. "Maybe you're not so bad…"

"HA!" he shouted, pointing a finger at me. "I knew it!"

I sighed. "And you know that you like me too…" I said, as childish as he was acting.

He smirked, "Naw,"

"Laurent…!" I scolded, stepping forward to smack his bicep.

"Alright, alright," he said, rubbing his arm. "No need to get violent…"

"Admit it," I smirked.

"Ehh…" he shrugged, "You're not so bad…"

I grinned proudly. "You know it,"

Suddenly I heard a car honk. My eyes traveled to the window, where I saw a black Volvo waiting in the driveway. He got a black one…? I silently asked myself.

"Romeo is here I see," Laurent said, watching as Edward and Rosalie hopped out of the car.

I looked back up into his now topaz eyes, and smirked. "He has a name, you know."

"I know,"

I glowered. "You're terrible…"

"But you like me," he grinned.

I sighed, "Why… I have no idea."

He chuckled. "I don't think Edward would be happy to see me here," he mused, shrugging. "Until next time, doll face."

And he was gone.

I chuckled quietly to myself, and darted down the stairs, and out the front door. Edward was leaning on the door to his brand new Volvo, smiling at me. Rosalie flashed me a quick smile, and walked past me inside the house.

A smile, we were making progress.

"Hello," I said, embracing my fiancé, wrapping my arms around his waist, and resting my chin on his shoulder.

He chuckled, and pressed his lips against my hair. "Hello,"

"Nice car," I said, pulling away to look at his face. "I wasn't expecting a black one."

He shrugged. "Neither was I," he replied with a small smile. "But it's so pretty…"

"Prettiest thing I've ever seen," I said, playing along.

He laughed, "Oh," he replied. "I've seen prettier…" He pressed his lips to mine, but they were only touching for just a moment, because I pulled away, laughing hysterically.

"That was the corniest thing I have ever heard!" I said between chuckles.

He sighed, "You know I try to be nice…"

I rolled my eyes, "Edward…"

"…and I only get shot down…"

"Oh please," I groaned.

"…I just try to compliment the woman I love and…"

I pressed my lips to them then, hard. I pushed him against the car, and kissed him passionately, and he kissed back, running his fingers through my hair. When I pulled away, he looked slightly dazed.

"Happy?" I smirked.

He grinned. "Yep."

"Perv…" I rolled my eyes, grabbing his hand. Using all my strength, I pulled him towards the front door. But as I was walking in, I heard the sound of a car rumbling, and then abruptly stopping. I assumed it must have just been Jasper or Emmett, and proceeded to pull him inside, and into the family room.

I sat us both down on the couch, and I sat down next to him, with my legs bent beneath me. I flashed him a grin, and he raised an eyebrow.

"What are you up to…?"

I smiled, "Well, I was thinking that we'd talk about the wedding."

"Of course," he said with a smile. "What's on your mind?"

I opened my mouth to speak, but a knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. Esme came out from the kitchen, where she had been cleaning. "I'll get it," she announced.

I was certainly not expecting who had walked through the door. His eyes were open in shock, as he stared at Edward.

"Jacob…" I breathed.

Dun, dun, dunnn!

It's Jakey-poo! I bet you weren't expecting that one.