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Rosalie grabbed the microphone. I just stood there awkwardly, leaning on my crutches.

"Bella and I are thrilled to talk in part of this wedding. We couldn't be happier." Rosalie thrust the microphone in front of my face.

"We couldn't be dealing with a kinder, crazier, better bride," I said.

"Thanks, you guys," Alice said. She hugged us both, and turned her attention to the crowd. "We want you all to have a good time tonight. There's plenty of food, beer, and booze. Have a good time!"

The crowd broke up again into selected groups. I made my way back to Edward. He stood there smiling at me. "Congrats," he said.

"Thanks." I smiled back. "So tell me about yourself," I said between bites.

"Well, I'm Alice's older brother. I'm twenty-eight, and I'm a doctor at the local hospital. I went to Dartmouth, and I'm currently working on my Ph.D."

"Impressive," I said.

He smiled. "Yea, I guess so. I'm going to take a trip after the wedding, to Africa. I'm working in a refugee camp with sick children and adults. They've contracted malaria."

"Wow… How did you ever get an offer like that?"

"It was someone I knew at Dartmouth. He was a former professor, and he tried to contact some former pre-med students who might be interested. I figure that I won't ever get another opportunity to do something like this. There's a lot of interesting science and math to learn, a lot of chemistry and biology." So Edward was a little nerdy. But he was sweet. "I get to help people. As cheesy and cliché as it sounds, it's true."

"I really admire that. It seems to me that you are going to have a great experience. Are there other local people going on this trip?"

Edward laughed. "What, are you trying to make a story out of this?"

"Maybe," I admitted.

"Yea, there are some other Chicagoans going with me. A bunch of doctors are going, maybe ten? You could talk to your editor about it."

We continued to continue to talk for a little while longer. Edward and I shared a love for music, and books. He was into a lot of non-fiction, but like me, knew the classics. I came close to admitting my secret affairs with Mr. Darcy and Mr. Rochester, but I decided that I would be getting a little too personal. Our musical tastes were similar; he was into rock, like me. We shared passions for some of the same bands, but there were some he was fond of that I had never heard of. He was completely obsessed with jazz music, something I knew I liked but never found the time to listen too. He was also into musicals, like me. Of course, I had plenty to share with him too. After an hour and a half had passed, Edward had to excuse himself to talk to his parents. I didn't realize how quickly time had flown by.

The next day I submitted the story idea to my editor. I needed to take one day to grab my stuff, and take it home. Before I left, I caught my editor and proposed the story.

"Swan, this sounds like a good idea. How did you think of it?"

I looked him over. Mike Newton was forty-something, slightly pot-bellied, and starting to have a thin hairline. He was strict, and good at his job. Most people were scared of him, but I knew that if I worked hard and listened to everything he told me to do I would eventually be promoted. (A/N: I'm thinking Gus from Never Been Kissed. Who doesn't love that movie? I recently watched it. You gotta love the ending.) "I met one of the doctors at a dinner party and he talked to me about it. I was thinking Keeler; wouldn't he do a good job with this article?"

"Yea, good thinking Swan," my editor said. "Keeler! Assignment!" I began to walk away. "Hey Swan!"

I turned back. "Yes?"

"You keep up this type of work, you're gonna be promoted soon. Ya hear?"

I nodded. "Yes." Turning on my cast, I slowly made my way back to my desk. I was getting better at moving around on crutches, even if my arms were hurting all the time. I gathered my stuff, and left in the elevator. I wasn't coming back to the paper for a couple of weeks.

The next few days were a blur. I spent my time with Alice and Rose, getting ready for the wedding. After all, it was going to be in two weeks! There was still a lot to be done. Alice was a major procrastinator.

"Bella," she said to me one day, "Do you think that I should seat my cousin Becca with my friend Jim? They're both single and I think they'd make a cute couple."

I rolled my eyes. "Do you always think about romance?"

She smiled at me. "Answer the question, please."

"What does Jasper think?"

"Oh, he could care less," she continued. "This stuff doesn't really matter to him."

"But it matters to you," I said. I rolled my eyes again.

"Yea, I'm great at playing matchmaker, don't you think? And I think that Becca," Alice wrote in "Becca" on a spot on the seating chart, "should sit next to Jim," she wrote in "Jim" next to "Becca," "and together they will have great chemisty!" She drew a heart around the two names. "There." Alice seemed satisfied with herself.

All of a sudden Rose came in. "Chinese!" Jasper and Emmett followed her, and to my surprise, Edward, all carrying large bags of food.

"Thanks guys!" Alice quickly gave Jasper a peck on the cheek. She handed a box to me with chopsticks. After food was handed out, Alice posted the large seating chart pinned on the wall. I hand to hand it to her, she worked well under pressure. "So we still have about 50 people to still seat. I just don't know where to put them!"

I wasn't really interested in what Alice had to say about her seating chart; it was Edward who interested me. I wanted to learn more about his journey to Africa. He was sitting next to me, so it was easy for us to have our own side conversation.

"So Edward, when are you going to Africa?"

"Oh, shortly after the wedding. I was asked to go earlier, but I couldn't miss my little sister's big day."

"Yea," I smiled. "I did talk to my editor, and we are doing a feature on it." My tone grew worried. "You don't mind, do you?"

"No, not at all." I relaxed. "In fact," he continued, "I encourage it. We need more people to do this kind of stuff. More doctors who are in this position to help the world. It's a once in a lifetime opportunity."

I nodded.

"Wow, Eddie, that was deep." Emmett laughed.

"Don't call me Eddie," Edward warned.

"Aww, relax! It's only Bella. She's practically family!"

After this, all of the conversations ended and people left. Rosalie and Emmett were nice enough to drive me home. I was tired, I crawled right into bed. Alice was getting married really soon. I couldn't wait to get married. Hopefully my wedding would be something out of one of Jane Austen's novels.

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