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Chapter 2: Thank-you

Alice was standing outside of the Cullen mansion as we drove into the little clearing. She was at my door, pulling me out before Edward could get out of the car… which was pretty darn fast.

"Come," she said in monotone as she dragged me toward the door. When we got to the foot of the stairs, she scooped me up and practically flew to her room, with Edward following close behind.

"Stay," she said forcefully in that same monotone voice as she shut the door in his bewildered face. She whirled around toward me, fast enough to make me dizzy, with a huge smile lighting up her pixie-like features.

"Guess what you're going to do today!" she said enthusiastically, dancing to the bed while still dragging me by the arm.

"What, Alice," I said, without attempting to hide my total lack of enthusiasm.

"You're going to write your wedding vows!" She beamed, lighting up the whole room.

My stomach dropped. Vows? Mushy, spill-your-feelings-in-front-of-everybody vows to make it all too clear how romantic you're not? I had no idea what expression I had on my face, but apparently it was enough to make Edward laugh from downstairs. It was probably a mixture of horror and total embarassment.

How could I totally forget about the vows? Edward had probably already written them, but I was never a good writer. Maybe I should just keep it simple. Like I'll love you forever. No, way to short. When I first met you, I felt--- Oh what have I gotten myself into!?

"Have you started on them yet?" Alice asked after a few seconds of silence.

I gulped. "I've thought about them," I lied weakly.

Alice laughed a bright, musical laugh. "Well do you want to write them on your own? Or would you prefer me to help?"

My eyes widened in absolute horror. I heard Edward laugh again. "No thanks, Alice, I think I'll handly them myself."

"Oh, ok." Her face fell. It was probably my imagination, but it seemed like it all of the sudden got a llittle darker in the room.

I couldn't take seeing Alice hurt, so I searched for an alternative. Coming up short, I said, "So what do you want to do today instead?"

She smiled again, apparently overjoyed that I still wanted to spend my day with her. "I don't know. What have we not done yet?"

"You know better than I do."

We sat silently as she thought, until she suddenly exclaimed, "My Maid of Honor dress!"

So, me and Alice shopped... and shopped... and shopped--- for the entire day. Alice would on some dresses, I would critique, and then... she would try on some more dresses. And of course, we spent more time than necessary on shoes.

We had already decided on topaz for the Bride's Maids' (Rosalie and Esme, of course) dresses. Apparently, though, Alice had totally forgotten about her Maid of Honor dress, so today was solely devoted to that. We went from shop to shop to fancy shop, all of them extremely expensive. Alice tried on many beautiful and elegant dresses that exensuated her already perfect figure.

At the end of the day, we made our last stop at a rather high-maintenance French clothing store with a name that I couldn't pronounce. Alice was breathtaking in a spaghetti strap topaz dress that really brought out her matching eyes. Those eyes stared at the mirror absently for a few seconds.

Finally, she stirred. "This is the one," she said with satisfaction and finality, turning back to me. "Do you like it?"

"Of course I do," I said, smiling. It was definately the best one she had tried on all day in my opinion.

"It matches the shoes well," she said, sticking out her foot and observing the shoe from all angles. She wore beautiful three inch, open-toe heels that were perfectly identical to the dress in color.

"So are we finished?" I asked hopefully.

Alice sighed. "I guess so." She always seemed rather disappointed when our shopping trips came to an end. She turned around and strode back into the changing room with inhuman grace. I couldn't wait until I could pull that off, even without three inch heels.

A few seconds later, she danced back out wearing her original outfit, and dragged me to the cashier, with the newly obtained dress and shoes in tow.

"I'll take these," she said in a polite voice.

The woman took the clothes and fumbled with them, ringing them up and putting them in a bag. No one could possibly think straight in a Cullens' presence.

"Here you go, ma'am," she mumbled, handing Alice the bag. "I hope you have a nice day."

"Thank-you," Alice replied pleasantly, taking my hand and pulling me out of the store to her bright yellow porsche.

Soon, we were speeding off toward home.

"Alice?" I asked cautiously.

"Yes?" she replied.

I hesitated, and then asked what was on my mind. "Alice, you know how the wedding turns out. Can you please tell me what happens?"

"No way, Bella. Most women don't have a vampire sister who can see the future. You'll have to wait like every other girl. It's part of the whole experience."

"Please, Alice," I pleaded. "At least tell me if I trip or something like that."

"No, Bella, you don't trip. As for the other stuff, you will just have to wait three more weeks to find out."

I turned away and stared out the window. She was obviously having fun with this. I clearly wouldn't get anything out of her. But at least I had three weeks to try.

"Bella?" Her musical voice broke the silence.

"Yes?" I said in that same monotone voice that she had used earlier.

"We have all told you before, but I'm not completely sure that you understand." She hesitated, as if she was struggling for words.

"Understand what?" I questioned. I watched her with a confused expression on my face.

"How you have changed Edward. What you've done for him."

"Oh, Alice---,"

"Bella, you have made him believe that he still has a chance at salvation. He believes that he has a soul. He believes now because of you."

I didn't know what to say.

"So, thank-you," she said playfully, with a smile lighting up her face.

"Thank-you, Alice," I said seriously.

"For what?"

"For giving me a sister."

"Oh, Bella!" she exclaimed. She took her hands off the steering wheel and flung them around my neck, giving me a bone-crushing hug.

"Alice, the road!" I yelled.

She laughed and presumed driving. We just talked for the rest of the way home, about wedding preperations and officially being part of the same family.

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