I was on the beach again. There was some sort of soft music playing from a battery powered CD player next to me. The moon hung over head, softly shining its silver light.

Fang was there. He had popped the music in.

"Want to dance?" he asked holding out his hand.

I took it and we pressed together. He fanned his wings out and wrapped us in them, like a big feathery blanket. We danced that way, his wings around us, for three, four, maybe even five songs. Whenever we finished, we dropped down onto the off-white sand.

"Thank you." I murmured. He smiled.

And, like usual, my alarm blared in my ear. Stupid, stupid alarm clock.

"I get it already. You can shut up now." I slammed the sleep button on Mickey's head. He shut up. Thank goodness.

As soon as I got out of bed, though, he started up again. I groaned and flicked the little switch on his tail that turned him off.

I need to seriously do that first.

I glanced at the mini calendar. There was a date circled. Oh, freaking crap. Today was Nudge's and Iggy's wedding. And I had nothing to wear.

I went shopping, and because I had no fashion sense whatsoever, I had to bring Angel and her best friend, Sam.

"You forgot to get a dress?!" Angel had yelped. "You're hopeless!" She had called up her fashion expert friend and they discussed what kind of dress I would need and where to go find that style of dress.

We ended up at a fancy-schmancy store for bride's-maid's dresses. Which, I was.

"What colors are Nudge's theme?" Angel asked skipping into the store.

"I don't know. I thought you had that covered." I said and started getting out my phone.

"No, don't." Angel said shutting her eyes for a minute. "I got this."

She stayed like that for a minute or two.

"Nudge said it's purple and silver." Angel hopped over to the Customer Service desk in the far corner.

"May I help you?" A young girl asked. Her nametag read Winnie.

"Yep." Angel said. "Where are the silvery dresses?"

Winnie looked bored. "Over there." She pointed to a large display of long dresses.

I swallowed. It may have been eight years since I had gone through my tom-boy phase, but I still had this apprehension about dresses.

Remembering the last time I had worn one didn't help. Total and Akila's wedding. After the reception, Fang had left. Luckily, he came back…For a while.

"Come on!" Angel said pulling on my arm. "We have work to do!"

When we walked out of the store, triumphant, it was four o'clock. Angel had convinced me, without using mind control—I think—to get a silvery dress with a low v-neck that had sequins bordering it, with long sleeves and a low back. It showed my wings, but it was a private ceremony. The justice of peace is a close friend of Iggy's. The professional photographer is Nudge's best friend's sister's boyfriend. The limo driver is Gazzy's foster sister's cousin. The organist was my mom's best friend's daughter's fiancé.

Wings were okay.

Today was the wedding. We had to be there an hour early (five o'clock) to prepare.

Luckily, that dress store washed all of the dresses before putting them out.

Angel dropped off her friend, and we took a taxi to the church.

Nudge was outside talking on her phone. She waved at us as we frantically ran into the building.

Fang met us inside. He was in a purple business suit, complete with a silver tie.

"Nice." I said. He rolled his eyes.

"I'd really rather black." He commented.

"But you look so good in purple." Angel whined. Fang rolled his eyes and snorted.

"You might want to hurry…" He hinted and walked off, practically disappearing into the shadows. Again, I say ninja.

Angel and I ran off to the girls' bathroom, where Angel had stored her dress earlier, and changed.

In my dress, I looked like an angel, but not as much as Angel did. She had a silvery bow holding her curls back from her face, a cute dress that hung just below her knees, had a bow in the back, and wide straps. Her wings cascaded down her back, their pure white.

She had a silver chain on and silver studs.

"You got your ears pierced?"

"Yeah. A year ago." She toyed with one. "Right after our second to last get-together." She smiled and looked me over.

"You look good." She eyed my necklace, the one that Fang had given me for our eighteenth birthday. The silver chain that had the heart with wings on it. "Fang?" She asked simply.

Before I could answer, there was a knock on the door.

"Max? Angel? Time for prep." Fang said peeping in.

"Okay." I answered and I saw a slight smile, before the door shut.

I wonder…will he and I be next for this marriage thing?

Time to go. The organ was playing, the guys were already down there, and everyone was itching to go. I was half expecting the door to blow open and Erasers to swarm in.

Luckily, fortunately, hopefully, all of the Erasers were dead.

But you never know with evil scientists.

My turn now.

I walked down the aisle in time with the music, no matter how much I wanted just to sprint over to my spot as maid-of-honor.

As I spun on my heel to face the door, Angel started down the aisle throwing rose petals onto the little strip of carpet.

Angel came and stood next to me, and Nudge and her foster dad walked up the aisle.

As she approached, Iggy's smile just got bigger and bigger until it practically spilt his face in two. Her smile was just about as big.

Her dad sat and the justice of peace stepped up.

The vows were said, and then an awkward moment as Gazzy hurried up the aisle to give them the rings. They gave each other the rings and paused.

"You may now kiss your bride." The justice of peace proclaimed. But…

…Neither leaned in to kiss.

I rolled my eyes, shared a look with Fang, and we pushed their heads together.

Everyone in the pews laughed.

Iggy pulled back, laughed a little, dipped, and kissed Nudge again.

More laughter.

It was great.

Turns out, an hour later at the reception, it was even greater. Nudge and Iggy were at the front of the room, and Fang and I were next to them. They had manipulated the seats a little bit so that Nudge and I were in the middle with the guys just off the side.

I think they're trying to get us together.

Especially when someone chimed their glasses. Nudge kissed Iggy, then she would glance at Fang, and he would kiss me I his brain-numbing way.

After everything, the food, the jokes and prods, and the speeches, was the dancing. That, I think, was the best part of all.

Fang, Nudge, Iggy, and I commanded the dance floor. Every now and then a Michael Jackson song would come up and the boys would have a dance off. Between Gazzy, Fang and Iggy, Fang usually won.

Then after the majority of the dancing, there was the usual bouquet toss. All the single ladies mobbed up, with me, and Nudge tossed the bouquet.

I caught it. Angel shrieked, Nudge shared a mischievous glance with Iggy, and Fang gave me a hug.

"You know what that means, right?" Fang asked. I nodded. He took a deep breath.

"Then, do you want to marry me?"

Familiar? Anybody?

Hint, hint: The end of New Moon?

Alex: Rabid Fangirl.

Me: Shut it. Anyway…I think Fang was really sweet in this one. A lot of romance and the Sweet Fang.

Fang: I'm sweet?

Iggy: I don't know. Let's ask Max!

Max: -randomly appears- Sup?

Fang: Max!

Max: Fang!

Max and Fang: -hug-

Alex: I'm leaving.

Me: Awww!

Iggy: Dang it. Max, you were supposed to run away. You know, the OTHER WAY!

Max: -hits Iggy-

Me: Yay!

R&R! Happy Mother's day, peoples of the planet!