A/N: Hey Everyone. Go this one done a little bit earlier than I expected. So I thought, why not share. Hope you enjoy.

The elevator doors pinged opened, revealing me to the hotel foyer. I felt slightly under dressed in my chequered top and small jean shorts compared to everyone else who looked as if they were dressed to the nine's to go to some fancy ass event. I stepped out of the elevator slinging my hand bag over my shoulder, as I scanned the immediate area for any sign of Angela. She had called in some panicked frenzied when I forgot to meet up with her and the other girls for breakfast as I was otherwise... preoccupied, causing her to go on some insane notion that I had been kidnapped amongst other farfetched theories. Where this woman got half her ideas from was beyond me.

Earlier – back at the hotel room

I grabbed the phone from Jacobs's outstretched hand, quickly answering "hello?"

"Bella, oh thank god, I've been calling and calling all morning. What the hell. Have we all of a sudden decided that we are too good to answer our god damn cell phone. For all I know you could have been raped, kidnapped, murdered, or sold off for some kind of sex slave thing! What in the world were you thinking, how were we to know you were okay? You are okay right?" Angela chastised me

"Yes, I'm fine" I replied, best to keep my answers short and simple until I had a chance to sort out my own feelings over last nights events.

"Why in the world didn't you tell someone you were leaving?" she continued

"I told you I was leaving…" I was cut off before I could completely justify my answer.

"you did no such thing, I asked everyone" she shot back

"I certainly did so" I argued

"where are you?" she probed

"my hotel room"

"I'm on my way up!" she said a little too enthusiastically. Probably hoping to catch a glimpse of whoever was in the room with me

"no!" I all but shouted

"Who was that, that answered your phone?" she probed again

"a friend" I replied easily

"Just a friend? Yeah right! Do I know him?" What the hell was with the 20 questions

"that is none of your business" I whispered back a little frustrated at where this conversation was heading.

"NONE OF MY BUSINESS, I have been trying to get a hold of you all morning and when you do finally pick up, there is some Barry White wanna be on the other end. The least you COULD do is give me a damn name for standing me up!" she rebuked again, putting me in my place

"what time is it?" I wondered out loud

"A little after 12, we have our dress fitting at 3" she replied sounding a little more than bored now.

"Oh god Angela, I'm so sorry I completely forgot" I apologised

"mmhmm" was all I got in return

"Give me half an hour and I will meet you in the lobby" I offered.

"Damn straight you will or I'm busting up your room… AND I WANT DETAILS.. ALL THE JUICY, BIG DETAI" she said with a small mischievous tone

"Goodbye" I said, cutting her off and hanging the phone up, turning to face the other occupant of my bed

Back to the Present

Spotting her in the lounge area I made my way over, a small smile plastered on my face as I began to dodge through the crowds of people who were coming and going before taking a seat in the overside plush chair that was situated just in front of her.

"your late!" she stated as she looked at me from where she was seated.

"only by a couple of minutes" I answered , shifting in the chair to try and get a little bit more comfortable.

"He had better have been worth it" she said with a raised eyebrow.

"Defiantly" was all I answered, as I began to get back up, grabbing her hands and pulling her with me so that we could get this day of torture over. For some odd reason, ever since I left Jacob back in the hotel room, I had begun to feel a little off, almost empty.

"Come on, let's go grab something to eat, and then we can shop around a little bit" I suggested hoping to get her mind on the matter at hand.

We had found a nice little cosy bistro off the main stretch and were currently waiting for the meals we had ordered. The middle aged waitress who was dressed in a simple white top that was tucked into a black pencil skirt, stopped at the end of the corner both that Angela and I had decided to seat, placing the drinks that we had ordered in front of us.

"One Libbylou for you" she said placing the steaming hot espresso beverage in front of Angela " and one skinny latte for you my dear" she continued placing my drink at the edge of the table before sliding it across towards me. "your meals shouldn't be too far off" she finished with a short smile before turning on her heal and attending to a neighbouring table.

"soooooo.." Angela drew out leaving the statement open for further comment, as she picked up her coffee, blowing gently over it to cool it down slightly before taking a sip.

"soooooo.." I replied with a smile replicating her actions, not quite ready to divulge any of the so called juicy details she was after.

"OH COME ON!" she said with a slight raise in her voice. "You are not seriously going to make me work to get details from you, are you" she finished in a just barely audible whisper. Looking around to make sure that she hadn't drawn any unnecessary attention to our table from any of the half full bistro occupants, satisfied I shrugged my shoulders.

"There's not anything to tell really" I supplied.

"oh come on, you miss breakfast, conveniently don't answer your phone and then when you do, I get some guy on the other end who sounds as if he has just woken up. And you're going to sit there and tell me 'there is nothing to tell" she rebutted with a more subtle tone.

"well what do you want me to say. I barely understand what happened last night"

"well who was he?"

"ahh.. you remember Jacob Black right?" I asked a little shy

"OH MY GOD! JACOB BLACK.. THE JACOB BLACK.." she screeched, clearly in shock as I attempted to get her to quieten down " the same Jacob Black who kissed you, and you left stranded on the beach.. That Jacob Black?" she asked in a more hushed tone

"yes, that Jacob Black" I asked semi ashamed of my previous actions.

"Did you sleep with him?" she interrogated

I didn't want to confirm nor deny anything that had happened between Jake and I. I felt protective over him all of a sudden and I didn't like the idea of sharing the glorious night I had spent with him, to anyone. However, the tell-tale blush on my face was a dead giveaway. God damn it!

"Well I do declare, kind lady" Angela began in fake proper English accent, earning a slight smile from me. "..spill. I want details. I have always wanted to know what it would be like to be with one of those Quileute boys" she finished with a shit eating smirk on her face..

"ANGELA" I exclaimed

"what?" she said with a simple shrug. "those guys are like some type of Indian Gods, and don't get me wrong I love Eric and all, but hey. I can look, I just can't touch" she finished with a very girly laugh, I found myself joining in with her. "So come on… I want details" she kept pushing.

"Like what?" I asked exasperated.

"you know like, How was he?... Is he big? He looks like he would be big. I mean Eric is decent, but I just get the feeling that he would be huge" she giggled out with all seriousness. "does he know how to use it? How many times? He looks like he would have good stamina. Does he have good stamina? Come on give me something here!" she finished

"oh my god… "I groaned out, putting my face in my hands "Angela, please don't make me do this?" I finished up begging one last time for her not to push the subject.

" at least give me something to work with, here?" she answered back

"argh… FINE! last Light was amazing. I haven't been with anyone before him, but I guess you could say his bigger than normal, YES he definitely seemed to know what he was doing and as for his stamina.." I stopped reminiscing last night again "we could have gone all night.. and then some" I gave in.

We were interrupted by our waitress clearing her throat, a tray of food in her hand at the end of the table. A slight blush made itself known on my face as Angela just smiled and accepted the food for the behalf of us, before the waitress excused herself and was promptly gone again.

"Damn girl. I would never have picked you as some kind of hussy" she said, forcing a forkful of salad into her mouth with a joking grin on her face

"I am no hussy" I said in a soft tone, a bit on the defensive.

"Whatever. So what does this mean for you two? Are you going to see him again?" she dug further.

"we talk about it a little bit this morning before I came down.." I said a little unperturbed ".. we decided that we would catch up later tonight and I guess see where it leads from there? I finished.

"ooooooooooooooooooh Bella and Jacob sitting in a tree.." she began singing out loud.

I slapped her arm softly telling her to hush down. She giggled in reply.

"so you going to bring him to the wedding?"

"What? I can't do that."

"why not, Mike's already got a date. You might as well bring Jake. I mean you guys are 'seeing where it goes" she said using air quotations.

" I don't know.." I argued with myself. Was it too soon to for us? And I mean taking him to a wedding! Isn't that like against some rule somewhere? Didn't it just scream clingy? Uggghhh.

"just ask him, would you" she pushed.

"Fine! I will mention it tonight" I said. By the time we had finished out meal and paid, we had about half hour before we were due at the bridal store and it was about a minute walk from where we were.

"Come on, lets go get ourselves some dresses." I said looping my arm through hers as we exited the bistro, starting off in the direction of the bridal store.

A small bell chimed above us as we entered Brides after Five, the bridal store Angela had picked to design her dresses, with a little over five minutes to spare. It was safe to say we had stopped in at a few stores along the way. We had walked past a few nice little lingerie stores, and we just had to stop in to check them out. I had picked up a couple of nice sets, one in particular I was hoping would be used to entertain a certain russet god in the near future.

The lower level of the two story shop was lined with an assortment of bride's maid dresses and accessories for the big day. A variety of colours, shapes, length and styles all hitting you as we progressed through the middle of the store, past the cashier desk and to the bottom of the spiral staircase.

A short middle aged lady with a tight blonde perm, greeted us at the bottom of the stairs. "Miss Webber. I'm so glad you made it." She said, reaching to shake Angela's hand. ".. and this must be your Maid of Honour" she continued turning her attention to me with an open hand, which I took. "Bella Swan" I aid as way of an introduction.

"Bella?, why that is a lovely name. It's a pleasure to finally meet you. My name is Heather.." she said as we began up the stairs ".. now I thought we could start on Miss Swan's dress, since the wedding is only a week away and this is her first fitting. There really is only so much we can do with over the phone consultations.." she explained " and then we would do the final touches on your dress" she finished with a smile.

"that sounds perfect, I can't wait to see Bella in her dress. Oh god Bella. You're going to look gorgeous" Angela said, turning to me, her eyes dancing full of excitement. I couldn't help but return the same enthusiasm as her as we finally reached the top level.

Stepping onto the top level, it felt like Angela and I had been whisked away to our own private world. The walls were painted all white, with light pink and white curtains draping over the large arched windows which were allowing a very generous amount of sunshine into the store. The Right hand side of the room hand what I would assume to be a wine bar that stored the champagne and fruit for prospective customers. Further down, a long large thick white curtain, hung around a stainless steel pole, serving as the only change room. Towards the end of the room, a large white couch, with various cushions strewn across it was situated behind a small raised platform that was again, situated in front of 3 floor length mirrors. The left of the room was lined with beautiful pristine wedding gowns. The material and beading catching my eye in the light. I couldn't stop my mind from wondering if this is what it would feel like when my big day came. Walking the stairs with my bride's maids trying on dress after dress until I found the perfect ones. Parading it in front of them until they were so sick of my happiness. A small chuckle escaped me, as I thought of dragging Renee, my anti-marriage mother, along with us.

Heather ushered us towards the couch before stating "why don't you two get comfortable.." she said handing us each a glass of champagne, ".. while I get Diana to bring up your dresses"

With a nod from Angela, Heather walked towards the bar, picking up the only phone that was situated there, and paged down stairs for the dresses to be bought up to us. After a few minutes, a perky young brunette girl, who I'm assuming was Diana, came barrelling up the stairs holding two stunning dresses with her. Walking over and handing them off to Heather, she gave us a quick smile and returned back downstairs. Heather indicated with her perfectly manicured finger for me to follow her as she walked towards the change room, and placed one of the dresses on the hook.

"Now why don't you go ahead and put the dress on. Once your done come out and step onto the podium and we will get started on the fitting" she instructed waiting for some sign from me that I understood. Giving her a short nod of my head, I closed the large curtain to conceal myself from the room and began to change.

Folding my clothes as I went, I stripped down to my bra and panties, before pulling the dress of its hanger and sliding it over my head. Turning to the side, I did the zipper up, and placed on the pair of heels I was expected to wear, so that Heather could see just how well the dress sat on me, when I was completely dressed.

Satisfied that I looked half decent, I slide the curtain open and walked out slowly, still trying to get used to the heels, to the platform, taking a small step up and looking at Angela. She a small smile on her face, and a slight tear in her eye.

"Angela? Honey. Why are you crying? Does the dress look horrible? Oh god. I'm sure it can be fixed." I asked, fidgeting with the dress, twisting and turning it, afraid that the dress looked hideous on me and that I would now ruin her wedding. I looked towards Heather for some kind of confirmation that something could be done. Surely even with a week left, there was something they could do to make me look not so hideous. I didn't want to be the reason that Angela didn't have her dream wedding day.

"No,No, No.." she began shaking her head, standing up to grasp my hand "…the dress doesn't look horrible. You look beautiful." She finished.

"You sure?" I asked with a sigh of relief.

"Definitely" she answered. Satisfied with her answer, I prepared myself mentally to turn around and look into the mirror. I was never one for dresses and this would be the first time I laid eyes on mine.

Angela had decided on having each of us bride's maids in different styled dresses. The only commonality between the four dresses were that each one was a floor length gown and the colour scheme for each was a different shade of purple. The girls had sent me plenty of photo's from their previous fittings, but Angela had refused the slightest details in regards to both hers and mine, until I could be here in person to see them.

Emma, Angela's cousin was wearing a strapless lilac gown, with a long flowing chiffon skirt. It was detailed with a silk medium waistband that tied off into a mid-length bow on the left hand side of the gown. Jenny, her sister was wearing a fuchsia off the shoulder floor length gown. The bodice was ruched and had a beaded applique. Lauren had been given a burgundy one shoulder floor length pleated chiffon gown. The shoulder strap was styled to show a row of pleated flowers while the waist had an elegant thick silk waist band.

I turned around a finally looked at myself in the floor length mirrors. I was stunned at the sight staring back at me. The dress was beautiful. Again, it was an off the shoulder grape floor length gown. The shoulder strap had medium ruffles descending all the way to the middle on the back of the dress. The bodice had been ruched and was finished off with a small banded waist and jewelled with a small diamanté pattern. It was simple and elegant, yet utterly stunning. Everything I pictured for Angela's wedding. It hung slightly lose from my thin frame, but Heather was making sure to adjust it in all the right places. Angela stood over looking Heather's work, completely unaware to the fact that I was still in awe of the dress.

"I was thinking that we could curl your hair and pin it to the right side of your head. Since you have the longest hair, we can have it flowing over your shoulder" she said, stepping up onto the platform behind me and playing with my now loose mahogany hair to show me exactly what she meant. I nodded my head in agreement. "I have decided that Emma and Lauren will have their hair back tight in a bun. One high and one low, while Jenny and you will have your hair slightly lose. I have picked out simple jewellery for everyone, mainly earrings. I don't really want any bracelets or necklaces; I think any other jewellery would draw attention away to any detail on the dresses." She finished trying to give me a visual of all us girls together.

"Ok, I'm all done dear. You can go on and change back into your clothes now." Heather declared, stepping back and looking me over once more. Taking one last look in the mirror, I turned and proceeded back to the change room and changed back into my street clothes.

"Your turn" I said chirpy as I walked towards the couch. Picking up my champagne glass again as I watched Heather and Angela enter the change room. I could only assume that Heather was helping Angela into her dress, my suspicions clearing up a few minutes later when Angela exited the room, Heather trailing behind her, holding her two meter train behind her as she stepped up to the platform . Lowering the train to the ground Heather stepped back, inspecting the dress on Angela's also thin frame to make sure that it fit smugly.

I on the other hand sat back in utter surprise. Her dress was magnificent. Much like the bride's maids dresses, it was simple and elegant. Not too much detail but enough to make it stand apart. The ivory gown was also one shouldered, and much like Lauren and mine, the shoulder was detailed with material designed to look like flowers trailing down to the middle of her back. Her entire dress gathered in the middle of her back, allowing her free flowing lower half of her dress to lead into her two meter train. The bodice of the dress was ruched in various directions to just above the bottom of her thigh, giving it a slight layered look, while the thigh downwards fell straight to the floor.

I stood, walking over to where Angela was looking at herself in the mirror, a tear in both our eyes as we stared at the reflection looking back at us. I walked over to where her veil was hanging, grabbing it gently and making my way back over to the platform, stepping up and placing the comb into the back of Angela's loose bun.

"Absolutely beautiful" I whispered in her ear, my hands resting on either shoulder as we beheld the stunning women, glaring back at us.

"you really think so?" she asked, turning her face to look at me.

"I don't think so.." I answered " I know so" I smiled, never taking my eyes off her reflection.

I couldn't help but picture myself on the platform wearing her dress. Would I have the bronzed man of my dreams, standing there next to me on my big day or would I have someone entirly differnt, i wondered.

"I'm so glad that you like it. And you like your dress right? I know they are different from anything we would normally wear, but it everything I imagined for my wedding" she queried, breaking me out of my daze.

" I Love it. I think you have impeccable taste.." I answered to reassure her "... and your big special day is going to be the talk of the town" I finished.

Well, there you have it. Hope you guys enjoyed it. Let me know what you think. xx