Esme POV (Platt)

"Ok girls. Get searchin'!" I giggled as all 10 of us split up here in this bridal shop. We were looking for bridesmaids dresses. I felt Bella right next to me. She flashed me a smile and went looking through the racks. I sighed with happiness as my girls went off, and I noticed Bella stayed by my side. She has through out this whole experience. I looked at her and she was just biting her lip frustrated as she carefully and slowly flipped through the dresses. I smiled at it. Bella really was my daughter in a way, the way she was so comfortable around me and the way she idolized me. I cherished that. That's why it made my decision so easy.

"Hey Bella?" I asked her. She looked up and looked at me. I cleared my throat and she patiently waited for me to say what I wanted to say.

"I want you to be my maid of honor. The twins kind of refused, in a way. They don't support my decision to marry your father. My sister, of course we're close, but this is pay back. Will you?" I asked her. I heard her surprised gasp and she smiled as widely as she could and nodded.

"Yes, yes, yes!" She squealed. I giggled and took her into my arms and she squeezed me tight. I hugged her back and we both went looking for the dresses.

"Hey Esme, I like this one" She said and showed me a long gown that was strapless with crystal beading above the sash that went under the bust. I pursed my lips.

"I like it too. The girls won't wear it though" I told her sadly. As much as I pushed for a classy long gown, the girls wanted short ones. I sighed when they told me that. Bella made a face at that.

"They're your daughters; they should what you ask of them. It's your wedding, not theirs" She told me. I just shrugged.

"They won't wear it. I can see it now. Them just walking down the aisle in shorts and a v-neck with a pair of cute heels, when I spent all this money on getting them classy long gowns. They wouldn't care about my feelings"

"Esme! It's your day; despite their lack of interest in this wedding, they're part of it too. They should be doing what you ask of them on your big day" She said furious. I never knew Bella cared so much.

"Bella, sweetie, just leave it. It's not big deal; let's try and find the classiest, prettiest, length appropriate bridesmaids dress" I asked her. She sighed and nodded as we went to a different section of the store. It really got me thinking about my daughters; how selfish they could be.

I smiled. I had a plan.

Victoria POV (Cullen)

Ok, so the Platts are a bit intimidating. Alice and Rochelle were fighting, Cassidey and Rosalie were trying to agree on some things and Brianna just plain out ignored me. I just tried to find the perfect dress for Esme's wedding. As much as I don't want Daddy to marry Esme, I know he loved her, so I'm ok with it. I want Daddy to finally be happy. I found a very cute, appropriate bridesmaid dress and smiled.

"Hey Brianna?" I asked. She turned and gave me a harsh look. I showed her the dress and she looked at it and made a face. I didn't know what to say.

"It's pretty, I like it, but I wouldn't wear it. Even if Mom liked it, I have to like it too. I want to wear something I want to wear" She said. I could see Frankie's blood boiling. Oh no.

"Look. I might have to like you, but only because my dads marrying your mom. Now, whatever dress, your mother like you'll wear it. Not because you want to, but because it'll make her happy. So just wear the damn dress" She said calmly. It made it more threatening. I swallowed. I've never seen Frankie this angry, and it scared me. I never knew she had a mean bone in her body; I guess Brianna just ticked her off.

"Oh really? How does your little Mommy think of this? Would she want you to wear whatever dress your step-mother got you?" Cassidey asked sweetly; it made me want to puke. I knew this was going down a bad path.

"Frankie" I said softly when she didn't say anything. She just stared at Cassidey and Brianna and shook her head.

"She doesn't know. Why? Because she's dead. She died when from a car accident. I was in the car with her." Frankie said her eyes were filling up with tears. I saw Rosie take her into her arms and she just held Frankie while Rochelle looked at them with a sad expression.

"Act your age; not your shoe size. You should be ashamed" She said softly, without caring. Brianna and Cassidey looked to the ground. I decided to get away. I spotted Esme and Bella on the other side of the shop. I smiled and went over to my older sister. She looked happy. For once. I hated seeing her so upset; she was like my mother of sorts I guess you can say.

Of course Rose and Rochelle are like it too, but Bella, I don't know. We're the closest of us all. I gave her a small smile as I looked through the racks with her. She put her arm around me and continued looking. This time I liked; when I could get away from the fighting; the yelling. Bella was like Laine; her actions, and her words. She knew just what to say like Laine did. Laine was my mother, and I love her very much. But when I look at Bella, it's like looking at Laine. Even if they aren't related, there are a lot of similarities. That's what I need.

Growing up without a mother, it's hard. Having that time of the month, when boyfriends come, or when something happens at school, at times a girl just needs her mother. I sighed when I found a few cute dresses, but none of them Esme worthy.

I hoped the spot of Laine in my heart wouldn't fade away in time. I was so young when she died. Even though I don't like the idea of marriage I'm glad I'm getting another mother; one who actually is one. I knew Esme wouldn't try to take the place of Laine in my heart, but I knew she would carve one for herself unintentionally. I looked to Esme, Bella, Rochelle, Frankie and smiled to myself. I had so many mothers who loved me; but they would never take the place in my eyes of Laine.

Alice POV (Platt)

That bitch! Trying to guilt trip Brianna and Cassidey. How dare they? Then they sprang fake tears! What was with that?

I made a pissed off noise and found a cute dress. I wrote down the tag number and went looking through the catalog again. I wanted a short dress; because I would look even shorter in a long dress. Even though Mom wants a long dress, I think it would be better for us to get short ones. First, it's in spring, and second, we all look cuter in short ones anyway.

I took a break from searching and sat down and relaxed. I found boxes of garters next to me. I grinned. I picked up a box and opened it. It looked like the lace of one of my thongs. It was stretchy too! I giggled and accidently slung shot it at the wall. I gaped; it was a sling shot too?

Oh my god! I ran over to the wall and picked up the garter. This thing was amazing.

I spied Rosalie and slung shot it at her hair. She felt it, and touched the back of her head. She turned around and saw it on the floor and made a horrified look. I laughed when Brianna picked it up and looked to me. She slung shot it back and I slung shot it back. Caitlin picked one up from the box and we all had a sling shot war.

"I'm going to get you bitch!" I cackled and chased Caitlin. I actually had to jump over the couch in the store and I caught her behind the couch and slung shot it at her head.

"Got ya!" I shouted and ran away. I got tackled by Brianna and I groaned. It hurt. I got slung shot in the ear and I hissed at her.

It didn't hurt, but it was fun! I got hit in the eye a few times and that hurt, but other than that, it was scratchy. I felt one go around my pony tail and picked it up we played around for a few more minutes until a store employee told us to stop.

"Stop it right now you freaking kids! Get out!" She growled and went to the back. Probably to have a drink. What I would kill for one right now.

"Stop it right now you freaking kids" Caitlin mimicked. I sighed. I had my garter fun. I saw Mom storm up and her face was pissed.

"Everyday! It's something new! You're grounded. Get in the car" She hissed at my sisters and we hung out heads. We had our fun; in a bridal shop.

"It's safe to say we're not going back" I sighed. Mom glanced at me and glared. I looked away and she just stared.

"Garters are not toys!" She said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. I scoffed and rolled my eyes.

"We aren't going back right?" I asked. She rolled her eyes too.

"Yeah, we're not. The boys did a better job than you did!" she hissed. I looked down.

"I know"

"Whatever"

I really messed up.

All I have to say is: Slingshots are fun.

XOXO Lizzy