Chapter 3

"Perfect. Absolutely Perfect." Alice and Rosalie stood over me, beaming at heir work. The wedding was in and hour and we were making final preparations. I had seen more beauty products today than I probably needed to my entire life. "Alright. Hop up and let's get you in the dress."

I stood up, feeling a little light headed from sitting down all day and sighed. I stretched and then made my way for Alice's room. She had already hung the dress on her closet door for me. Once I had taken off all my clothes I had slept/snuck out in, Rosalie and Alice both very carefully slipped the dress over my head and laced it up. They told me to put on my shoes and then look in the mirror. I followed their orders and stepped in front of the huge mirror. I gasped when I caught sight of my reflection. People always told me I was beautiful, but I never believed them. Now I saw what all the commotion was about. The dress, my face, my hair, the shoes, they all just seemed perfect. I felt the tears begin to well in my eyes.

"No, no!" Alice protested. "You'll ruin everything!"

I quickly dabbed at my eyes carefully so the makeup wouldn't run. Finally I said, "Oh you guys! I absolutely adore all of it! You did a magnificent job!" I embraced them as tightly as possible without causing harm to my dress or hair.

"Your welcome," they said in unison as I hugged them tighter. Eventually they pushed me away and told me I should get my bouquet and get ready. It was only ten more minutes now. I began to feel the nerves setting in. But all in all, I was completely joyful that in ten minutes my name was to be Renesmee Carlie Black.

Alice handed me the chilly white rose arrangement and smiled. "You and your mother have to be the most beautiful brides of all." And I believed her. Not to brag or anything. The sound of people coming through the front door filled upstairs. There was only going to be a select group of people coming like the werewolves, some of Carlisle's vampire friends, and Charlie. Then, the wedding march began. It was time.

Alice and Rosalie joined my mother at the top of the stairs. As soon as my mother caught sight of me she smiled and squeezed me. "Oh honey! You look gorgeous! Oh! I have to go now, but good luck!" She hurriedly came back to original position and walked down the stairs. As my bridesmaids began to go out first, I joined with my father and linked our arms. I glanced up at him to see his face deep with grief.

"Oh Daddy, please don't be sad. 'Cause then I'll cry, and Alice will kill me, and then my wedding will be ruined and-"

He stopped me before I could go on, "Renesmee, I love you and I don't want to ruin your wedding. But, you have to understand that I only got seven years with you. You grew up way too fast for me. I just don't think I valued my time with you."

"Oh Dad!" I hugged him in an effort to reassure him. "You are the best dad in the world. And of course you valued your time with me. Now be quiet and walk me down the isle." And with that we proceeded on. We successfully made it down the staircase to the beginning of the carpeted isle when I started hyperventilating because of nerves. Dad told me to breathe slowly and to clam down. I tried my best. Then I found Jacob standing at the end, waiting for me. My face lit up and my confidence level was boosted.

My father and I continued our march until we reached Jacob and the priest. I took my place between them and held Jacob's hands. I probably stopped breathing right then. I tried to focus on what the priest was saying. He just kept droning on so I focused on Jacob. I got so lost in it, he shocked me when he loudly announced, "I do."

Then the priest turned slightly towards me and asked, "Do you, Renesmee Carlie Cullen, take Jacob Black to be your lawful wedded husband?"

I thought for a moment, What a stupid question, and then I answered out loud, "Of course I do."

I heard some muffled laughter and then the priest told Jacob, "You may now kiss the bride." With no hesitation, Jacob picked me up and kissed me. I knew it lasted for a while because I heard many people clear their throats and such. From there, he picked me up like small child and carried me to our reception in the backyard.

Jacob and myself were to have to the first dance. Jacob basically danced while I just stepped on his toes and let him do it. I never really got the dancing gene. Thank you, Mom.

So the party went on. I threw my bouquet and laughed at the lucky recipient. It was Leah Clearwater! She blushed and nervously chuckled.

Before I knew it, the party was over and it was time for Jacob and I to get on our plane and leave for our beach house in the Caribbean. Jasper and Emmett threw our bags in the trunk and told us to get lost. I made an awful face at the both of them while Jacob and I got in the car. I waved goodbye to my family and mouthed "I love you!" And then, we were off.