"I have one last question for you." Alice said, peering at me nervously.

I groaned.

"What is it?" I said.

"Okay. We have some 'relatives' in Alaska. You know when Edward left?" she whispering.

"Yes." I said.

"Well, he went to Tanya's house. She is a very close friend of Carlisle and I think that they should be invited to the wedding. Even though you don't know them. Is that okay?" Alice asked.

"Sure. I don't mind. If they're friends of Carlisle, they must be okay." I said.

"Great! Everything is set for Thursday!"

I smiled, trying to be enthusiastic.

"What is set for Thursday?" Damien asked, walking into the room.

"Everything for the wedding, Damien." Alice said exasperatedly.

"I think Edward is supposed to bring back your tux tomorrow." Alice said.

Damien nodded.

"Rose is going to get your dress, Morgan." Alice explained.

"Okay."

"What about the cake?" I asked.

"Esme will be taking care of that." Alice said mischievously.

I nodded, and laughed a little.

"Thursday…" Alice said, sighing.

I grinned at her.

Hopefully, it would come soon.

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"You got the movie, Esme?" Alice asked.

I was lounging on the couch, watching Alice's bustling around the room, barking out orders.

Damien walked in from outside.

Since it was drizzling out there, there were water droplets in his hair.

I lifted my legs up and he sat next to me.

I sat up and shook some of the water off of his hair.

"You're all wet!" I mockingly complained.

He grinned.

"Well, it's hard to enjoy the great outdoors of Forks without getting wet." He said.

"Then get an umbrella…" I muttered.

He chuckled.

"Well, I guess Jasper, Emmett and the others will want you now."

The guys were taking him hunting for his bachelor party.

In my opinion, that was slightly…boring.

But, right now, I didn't really care about excitement.

I just was dying to be walking down that aisle!

"Do I have to?" Damien groaned.

"Yeah," Emmett said gruffly.

He squared his shoulders and glared at Damien from the doorway.

"Come on, Damien. Before all the good prey goes to sleep for the night." Jazz said.

"Alright…" Damien muttered coolly.

I almost started laughing out loud.

With Emmett—even though you couldn't see it—vaguely excited, and Damien's attitude to get away from them.

"Is Carlisle really going?"

He didn't seem the type—to me anyway—that liked to party.

But, with outside appearances and such, you could never be sure.

I heard a chuckle come from the kitchen—which we never used—.

Carlisle stepped into the room, grinning.

"Oh! I'm sorry," I apologized, afraid that I might've hurt his feelings or something.

"No, you're right." He said, laughing.

"I'm only going because Damien is a part of this family and we should celebrate his engagement." He explained.

"Oh." I said.

"Come on, you guys. Let's go hunting already!" Emmett snapped.

"Alright, alright…" Damien muttered.

He briefly kissed my cheek and got up.

He shrugged into his black leather jacket and glared at Emmett.

All they way out the door, the two were bickering like children.

Rose and I exchanged glances and laughed.

"What's so funny?" Bella asked, entering the house.

"Hey, Bells!" I said.

"Hi!" she said.

I looked at Alice warily when she said: "Let the party begin!"

"What're we going to do then?"

"We have movies, all different kinds. Action, comedy, romance…make your pick!
Esme said.

I smiled.

I looked at Bella who was on the floor staring at her hands.

"And, we have snacks for the human." Alice added, jokingly.

Bella looked up and grinned.

"Doritos?" Bella whimpered hopefully.

"Yes. Lays, Doritos…whatever you want. Even soda." Alice shuddered when Bella smiled.

"Don't know how you can stand the stuff…" Alice muttered in a voice too low for Bella to hear.

I half smiled at her.

She grimaced back.

This was going to be one…fun party.

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"Gaah! Damien! Get away!" I screamed.

"What?" he asked innocently.

"You can't see the bride before the wedding!" Alice shouted, coming to my rescue.

I was walking out of the bathroom after changing into the slip that was going to go under my dress because Alice was doing a final fitting.

Everything was going smoothly and underway—Esme was gathering the vases full of white roses, Rose was planning on doing my makeup and hair—until Damien showed up.

He said he wanted to 'see his bride no matter the consequences'.

I bet he jinxed us.

"So," Alice declared, "until after the wedding, none of the guys are allowed in this house!"

With one final attempt to look at me—which would've consulted of looking around Alice—he was pushed, by Alice of course, out of the house.

I gaped at Alice and then back at the door.

"Where will he go?" I asked.

"Oh, he'll be with the rest of the guys. Honestly! That man! Trying to get a sneak peak at his bride. How could he?! Especially after I explained the importance of it being a surprise!" Alice ranted on.

"Edward wouldn't tell me where they were going to get set up. And when I try to see a vision, it's blank. Probably because of that mutt," Alice growled, referring to Jacob Black—whom Bella had forced me to let him attend the wedding—who was part of the audience along with Carlisle, Esme, the Denali coven, and Emmett.

"He's not a mutt…" Bella muttered defensively.

I eyed her, curiosity in my eyes.

I was just about to open my mouth and ask, when Rosalie passed me and said: "Don't."

"Okay," I murmured.

"Just three more hours." Alice cried enthusiastically.

"Alright, Morgan, one last fit." Alice told me.

Her eyes were excited, and amused.

I couldn't tell if that would be a good thing…or possibly a bad thing.

After Alice was done fitting me—not even poking me with a pin once—she told me to walk around the room to get one last chance to get used to the feel of the dress.

It was a strapless top with glitter and sequins in floral patterns. The skirt was basically traditional. Big, poofy, shimmering when it caught the light just right.

"Lots of glitter?" Bella asked skeptically.

Bella, I was proud to say, was my Maid of Honor.

Rose and Alice were bridesmaids.

Jasper and Edward were Damien's groomsmen.

"It's beautiful," Alice sniffed, her pride wounded.

"I agree," Esme added, her caramel colored hair was curled and looked angelic.

Rose's golden locks was in ringlets.

And—obviously being herself—Alice had straightened her hair for the occasion.

"Now," Rose said, "Time for your hair!"

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"You. Look. Amazing." Bella cried, her mouth hanging open in shock.

"It's to be expected," Alice said casually, and grinning like a maniac.

"Esme?" Rosalie called.

"Yes?" Esme asked from the other room.

"Bring the camera! This is a perfect moment!" Rose said.

"Can I please look at a mirror?" I begged.

The way the girls were staring at me in awe was starting to make me anxious.

"Here." Alice said, tossing me a small hand-held mirror.

Sucking in a gutful of air, I stared into the mirror.

I gasped.

My hair was piled on top of my head, curled, and kept in place by tiny white and sparkly rose hair clips.

There was like a small glittery tiara of sorts keeping the look in place, too.

"Beautiful, oui?" she asked, grinning at her French remark.

I smiled broadly at Alice and Rosalie.

"Thank you. Thank you so much." I said.

Alice hugged my shoulders.

"You're welcome." She said.

I saw a flash of light and looked up to see Esme aiming a camera at me.

"Are you ready to go?" she asked.

I nodded.

"45 minutes, people!" Bella called out.

"It'll take 15 minutes to get there. Girls," Esme directed, "Try to keep Morgan hidden for as long as possible. We don't need Damien's peering eyes to ruin this wedding!" she declared, smiling.

Alice grinned and nodded vigorously.

Rose put some other materials—mostly flowers—in her BMW and drove down the driveway.

I got in Alice's Porsche with Esme driving. Alice sat next to me complimenting me on how gorgeous I looked.

I smiled weakly.

After we arrived at the hall, I walked into the backroom, where I sat on a chair, and Alice explained the whole process to me.

"You let Rose walk out first, then me. You walk out after me and walk slowly up to the altar and meet Damien there."

"They're here!" Rose called from outside the door.

"Damien's here. The music will start in…" Alice peered at the clock on the wall.

"Five minutes."

I held my breath—even though considering I didn't have any.

I sat in silence for what seemed like hours until I heard the sounds of musical instruments in the main hall.

Rose walked in.

"It's time," she said, smiling happily.

I nodded.

One by one, Rose and Alice made their way onto the aisle looking poised and beautiful.

I told Carlisle he didn't have to walk me down the aisle.

So, I was prepared to do it alone.

Finally, I walked out of the two swinging doors, bouquet in hand, and gasped quietly to myself.

I couldn't believe I knew the man that was waiting for me at the altar.