Haha, all of the girls are going to looooove this one.

"Ahl-liss!"

I whined. Mounds of frilly white fabric lined the floors of her room. I had grumbled and complained all day, only stopping when she shot me a murderous glare. This time, she ignored me.

"What do you think of this veil, Bella?"

She held up an extremely long and horribly flowered piece of satin. I could picture myself falling down the aisle while Alice and Rosalie stared on in horror. I giggled. She shot me a bewildered glance.

"What?"

"Oh, honestly, Alice. That thing is just begging for me to trip over it."

She narrowed her eyes and examined the veil before turning back to me.

"I could shorten it?"

She suggested. I flinched. There was no way I was wearing that… thing.

"Um… it has flowers on it."

I pointed out. She made a face and tossed it to the side. I watched with wide eyes. That horrendous thing probably cost more than I used to make at Newton's in a year. Alice was bent over now, grumbling and flinging dozens of veils into the air like a fluffy hurricane. I bit my lip to hide my smile.

She straightened up and wheeled to face me, a triumphant smile illuminating her face. I groaned when I noticed her arms were behind her back, obviously conceiling something. She grinned devilishly.

"Oh, just show me."

I sighed, leaning back into the pile of lavender pillows that rested on her bed.

"Ta da!"

She cried.

I laughed when I saw her "perfect" veil.

The sheer white fabric was smothered in thousands of jewels that glittered obnoxiously. To make matters worse, this was all attached to a dainty tiara that looked fit for a princess. Not a vampire bride; and certainly not me.

"What's so funny?"

Alice asked, twisting the veil to see what was wrong.

"Alice, it has a tiara."

She made a face and plopped next to me on her bed, laying out the sparkling veil so we could both see it.

"So? It's gorgeous, Bella. It's perfect. It's-"

I cut her off.

"It's obnoxious," I lifted a layer of jewel-ridden lace with my thumb and forefinger, wrinkling my nose. "and it's covered in rhinestones."

Alice snorted.

"Don't be ridiculous. They're diamonds."

I stared at her with my jaw hanging open. She rolled her eyes and then froze, staring ahead blankly. I grabbed her hand eagerly and watched her vision with her.

Alice blinked. I smiled.

"Edward!"

I sprung to my feet and dashed for the door. Alice yelled and jumped on my back, screaming protests as I tried to fight free.

"Bella! The groom can't see the bride before the wedding!"

I scowled and tried to pry her hands from their stranglehold around my neck.

"Alice!" I hissed, "The wedding is three weeks away!"

"Exactly!" She wailed, her tiny body flailing as I thrashed from side to side. "We have a lot of work to do!"

"Then let's – consult – my – fiance!" I cried between thrashings.

I heard a muffled chuckle.

"What can I help you with?"

Both Alice and I froze, gazing up at the smirking figure in the doorway. Alice slid sheepishly off of my back. I felt the ghost of a blush in my cheeks.

Edward was leaning against the doorframe, his arms crossed. An amused grin lit up his face as he took in the billows of white smothering the lavender room.

"Having fun, Bella?"

I sighed, relieved, and threw myself into his arms. I buried my face in his shoulder.

"Save me."

I whispered dramatically. Edward chuckled and kissed the side of my head.

"I heard that."

Alice huffed, beginning to place all of the veils in their boxes. Edward pulled me back from him to look at my face. He smiled.

"That bad?"

I nodded fervently.

"She had one with diamonds."

Edward laughed, the sound ringing off of the walls like bells. Alice scowled, placing the last box onto the neat pile in the corner of the room.

"Very funny, you two. I can't believe you only gave me three weeks to organize your wedding."

She glowered at us for a moment before returning to her rant.

"Now, Edward. It's your turn. We need to find you the perfect suit."

Edward shook his head.

"Alice, I have a suit."

Alice gasped.

"No brother of mine is going to wear an old suit to his wedding."

She flung open the doors of her immense closet. Edward and I gasped.

About fifty garment bags were hung in front of where her clothes were usually placed. Edward shot a pleading look at me.

"Please, Bella, don't leave me."

I grinned as Alice drug him towards the closet door.

"I'll come back for you!"

I called as the door closed. Giggling, I flew down the stairs and into the front room. Rosalie smiled as I sat in my chair.

"Good. Alice is done with you."

I felt my eyes widen. No. I thought, frantically searching for a way to escape.

"I have to work on your hair."

Rosalie announced. I glanced hopefully at Emmett.

"Emmett?"

He laughed and shook his head. Rosalie reached for my hand.

Thankfully, Esme walked into the room, a bundle of flowers in her arms.

"Oh, Rosalie, could I borrow Bella first? We have to work on the flower arrangements."

Rosalie frowned, considering.

"Urrghh!" I moaned, exasperated. "It is only going to be us at the wedding. Why does it matter if I look good or if the flowers are perfect?"

All of them suddenly looked very uncomfortable.

"She doesn't know?" Emmett muttered.

"I thought she knew…" Esme whispered.

"Knew what?" I asked.

Rosalie wound a blonde curl around her finger.

"Um… we're not going to be the only ones at the wedding."

I gasped.

"No!"

I flipped off of the chair and bounded up the stairs. I barreled into Alice's room and flung open the closet door. Edward watched, bewildered. Alice's mouth popped open to protest. I cut her off, fuming.

"You invited Charlie?!"

Haha, I wanted to write something funny. My favorite part is, "Don't be ridiculous. They're diamonds."

I hope you got a few laughs out of that, cause I sure did. Oh, and you know what I just noticed? Not that many stories have over 100 reviews. So I am so grateful to have written one of those few stories. Thank you all so much. You don't realize how much I appreciate your critique and praise.

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