A/N: after this chapter, everything's going to be happening really fast. I might go back after I finish the story and put in missing things as deleted scenes, but as for now, you have been forewarned.

Disclaimer: Twilight and all its characters belong to Stephenie Meyer

I stared at the paper absently. I was trying to get together a guest list, but my mind kept drifting to Jasper…and the Volturi.

If the wedding was in two months and the Volturi were coming in six, I would only be married to Jasper for four months.

And what would my parents be told if I was killed? Would they cry over their vampiric daughter's death?

I wondered what being a vampire would be like. I wondered how it would feel to go through the change. Jasper had told me once that the pain was excruciating and that you'd rather die than go through it.

And admit, I was slightly scared about going through that. Not that that would change anything. But still…

I shook my head and refocused on the paper. So far, I had only written my family. I rolled my eyes and started writing down my friend's names. Did Jasper have any friends he wanted to invite?

I glanced at my cell phone, trying to decide whether I should ask him about it. Finally, I called him.

"Alice? Is something wrong?" Jasper asked.

I laughed. "No Jazz. I was just wondering, is there anyone specific you want to invite to the wedding? I'm working on the guest list and I was curious. Don't want to leave anyone out." I lifted my left hand to stare at the way the ring gleamed in the rare Forks sunlight.

"Well…Peter and Charlotte, of course. Oh, I have some vegetarian friends in Alaska. The Denali clan. I'll call them about it."

I frowned. "How come you never told me about them? Wait, how many?"

"Let's see, Tanya, Irina, Kate, Carmen, and her mate Eleazar."

I froze, my hand posed over the paper. Three single vampire women? "Did you ever live with them?" I asked nonchalantly.

Jasper paused before answering. "For a time, yes."

I gulped. "Alone?"

"Alice," Jasper chastised.

"What?"

"You're jealous."

"You're not even here to feel my emotions!"

"I know your voice so well for each though."

I rolled my eyes. "I am not jealous. But…were you ever with one of them?"

"Alice."

"Jasper."

"It was nothing. They prefer human men."

"Which one?" I whispered. "Was she prettier than me? She must have been, she's a vampire."

"Kate. No one, do you hear me? No one is prettier than you Alice. You are the most beautiful girl to ever live."

"What did she look like?"

"I don't see why it matters."

"Then I won't be in shock when I see her at the wedding."

Jasper sighed. "Strawberry blonde, like her sisters Tanya and Irina. I prefer woman with dark hair, though."

"I've got to go, so much to do." I hung up, despite Jasper telling me not to.

Great. So now not only had Jasper been with Maria, but he had also been with this mysterious blonde, Kate? Fuck my life.

I ignored my phone when it rang again. Instead, I threw myself into finishing the guest list.

"Holy fucking shit!" Rosalie cried when I told her about Jasper and this…Kate.

"Yeah," I mumbled, staring at my feet.

"He's such a…a guy!"

"You think she's prettier than me?"

"Of course not! He chose you, didn't he?"

"Well…he said that she preferred human men."

Rosalie pursed her lips. "I bet she wasn't good in bed."

My eyes widened in horror. "You think Jasper slept with her?"

She smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, I guess that wasn't the right thing to say."

My shoulders sagged. "Jasper's slept with a blonde?"

"It's not always true that blondes have more fun."

I shot a glare at her. "Shut up."

"Alice!" Mom yelled up from the bottom of the stairs. I opened my door and went out into the hallway. "Jasper's here."

I frowned. "Tell him I died."

"Well now, that's not nice," Jasper said. He had just appeared beside Mom.

"Go away Jasper. I don't want to see you right now." I turned and slammed the door to my room. Rosalie gave me a worried glance.

"You should talk to him, tell him how you feel," Rosalie murmured, placing a hand on my shoulder.

I scoffed. "I don't have to tell him how I feel."

Rosalie glanced at the door. "Why didn't he just come in the window?"

I sighed. "He probably knew I was angry and that I would get angrier if he did."

"Sounds like he's really trying, Alice. You should give him a chance to explain his side. I usually let Em explain his side."

My lips twitched with a smile. "Usually?"

She shrugged. "Sometimes I just know. But you don't know anything about this Kate and Jasper. Let him tell you, then you can decide if you want to kill him or not."

"I wouldn't be able to kill Jasper."

"Trust me, if it's bad enough, you'll find that you actually could kill him."

"No," I smirked, "I meant that I couldn't kill him. He's a vampire."

Rosalie laughed and shook her head. "Later Ali." She waved and opened the door, leaving. Seconds later, there was a knock on the door. I knew it was Jasper.

I sighed and stood, opening it. "Hey."

Jasper came in and shut the door behind him. "Hey."

I sat on my bed and pulled my knees up to my chin. I just couldn't look at him, so I stared at the floor. "Wanna explain?"

It hurt me that I hurt Alice. I didn't think Kate was important enough to mention. "Alice, it was just a few months, not even," I explained. I didn't go to her, even though I wanted to badly. She was angry and wanted space, I needed to respect that. "You mean so much more to me than Kate ever did or ever could."

"This is…" Alice shook her head. "I can't believe you."

I sighed, trying to figure out the best way to explain this to Alice. "Okay, to me, you're…the most amazing person in the world. No one could ever or will ever compare. Next to you, Kate would look like…a mound of dirt next to a…?"

Alice laughed and looked up at me. She stood up and walked over, hugging me. "That was a good try, Jazz. I know you're not good at that."

I hugged her back. "I'm just glad you forgive me."

She buried her face in my shirt and laughed again. "As far as you know. I do know something that would make me forgive you completely…"

"Oh really?"

Alice pulled back and waggled her eyebrows suggestively.

If I thought planning someone else's wedding was hard, boy was I wrong. Planning my own wedding was much harder.

I had finally finished the guest list and sent out all the invitations. I had all the food and cake and caterers ordered and scheduled.

Now, I had to pick out a wedding dress and bridesmaid's dresses.

"Something red or pink," Rosalie said, gesturing to a page in the bridal magazine.

"I look awful in those colors," Bella put in.

"What about black? It goes with Rosalie's blonde and your brunette, Bella," I offered. I flipped through the pages, looking for the black dress I had seen in my vision. "A-ha!" I showed it to both of them.

"Wow, I'll look hot," Rosalie said, nodding approvingly.

"You think I'd look okay?" Bella asked.

"I don't think, I know," I assured her.

"You've seen it?"

"Maybe." I began flipping again, looking for the wedding dress I had seen. I had flipped through the whole thing and yet I hadn't seen it. "Shit."

"What?" Rosalie asked.

"I can't find my dress!"

"Maybe it was from a different magazine," Bella offered.

"No…I think it was…" I thought back to my vision from the night before. "I think it was custom made. By that designer friend of Rosalie's!"

"Pierre Vodka?" Bella asked with a smirk.

"Pierre Vatcher," Rosalie told Bella, glaring.

"Yeah, him! Do you think he'd do it?" I asked excitedly.

"If I ask him nicely. He'll like the challenge of your tiny…I mean petite…frame."

I ignored Rosalie's stab at my size. "Call him!"

"He's going to want to know what you want," Rosalie told me.

"I'll be right back," I called over my shoulder, running upstairs to my room. Underneath my pillow was the sketch of my dress I had made last night. I brought it to Rosalie and thrust it and her cell phone into her hands.

"Wow Ali, this is beautiful," Rosalie murmured, looking at the sketch.

"It was just a rough sketch since Jazz was coming back soon and I didn't want him to see it."

Bella stood and looked over Rosalie's shoulder. Her gaze shifted to my face. "Wow Alice, that'll look so amazing."

I grinned. "Good."