Everyday Moments Of Perfection.

Chapter Fifty-Four: Of Destiny, Dates and Dastardly Nicknames.

A/N: Sorry this one's taken so long, everyone. Stuff gets in the way of writing sometimes, and Christmas is no exception. ;)

Another 'missing moment' from Twilight, this one is before the prom.

Alice ran her hands down the sleek material, her touch soft as a dove's caress. A smile graced her face as she unhooked the dress from its hanger, twirled it expertly in her hands and pressed it to her form, covering her current outfit. She turned, and the dress rippled against her as she did so. Alice glanced into the mirror, double-checking how the material fell across her figure. She couldn't help the quiet, girlish giggle that escaped her at this incredibly human feeling of excitement.

The Forks High School prom was only two days away.

Alice had been to proms before, of course — hundreds of them — but this one was going to be the best, and it was the one that filled her with anticipation from head to toe.

The reason being that it would be the first of many more for Edward and Bella, together.

Not that they knew that, of course. Or, to put it another way, Edward refused to let himself think that. Because if ever he and Bella were to attend another prom, it would mean that Bella had become a vampire, like them. That was a thought Edward did not want to contemplate. But even the mere fact that Edward appeared to have decided upon a course of action that would leave Bella human, and Alice still saw her becoming one of them meant that her vision was not just purely decision-based.

It was destiny.

And being a seer, destiny was something that greatly excited Alice. She could feel little electric tingles over her skin as her power connected her to the future and once again she drank in the sight of Edward and Bella embracing one another, each partner fully equal in strength and longing. Bella's doe-shaped, golden eyes flickered open and she giggled, her ruby-red lips parting as she did so, and shimmering chocolate curls bounced around her head.

Edward looked lovingly at his wife — for she had become his wife in the future — and smiled.

Alice let out a giggle as she slipped out of her clothes and pulled the prom dress delicately over her head. The coal-black satin was smooth against her skin. She turned around and look back at herself in the mirror, checking the dress from all angles. Finally, she smiled with approval.

Alice glanced at the clock on the dresser. There was half an hour until the prom started. Alice had sent Bella home with Edward in one of the many Cullen cars after her whole day of being made over — Alice really didn't know how she had managed to suppress the brunt of her excitement, though she knew she had to, or else she was in danger of accidentally hurting Bella with her uncontainable rambunctiousness — and Edward was about to break it to Bella that he was taking her to prom. Good thing Alice had known to use waterproof make-up, Bella was liable to cry when frustrated.

Quickly, Alice applied a thin sheen of killer red lipstick that contrasted nicely with her snow-white skin tone, and picked up a heavy, butterfly-shaped hair clip. The weight and look of it made it clear that it was antique; it was in fact a Christmas present from Jasper, over fifty years ago. Alice lifted it to her hair, about to clip it into the short curls she had created from her cropped locks, when a strong, pale hand took it lightly from her grasp.

Alice turned her head, and Jasper planted a soft kiss on the corner of her lips — after being Alice's mate for so long, he knew to avoid the lipstick, that was, if he also wanted to avoid a long, painful death — and, with a dimpled smile adorning his chiselled features, clipped the ornament into place.

"Thanks, Jazz," Alice whispered, as Jasper placed a hand on the side of her hip where a triangle of skin was revealed by a cut in the dress. He ran the hand up to her waist and around to her stomach, until she was caught in a one-armed embrace. With the other hand, he brushed aside a lock of hair and placed a kiss on her neck.

Alice lifted her arm to curl it around his neck and glanced at them both in the mirror. Jasper was wearing a classic-cut tuxedo, simple but elegant.

"You look beautiful, Alice," Jasper murmured into her ear.

"And you look like a prince," Alice smiled, turning to face him. "My Prince Charming, you are."

Jasper gave an abashed smile.

"In that case, would you like to accompany me in my carriage, Cinderella?"

Alice chuckled and rose an eyebrow. "Got a pumpkin handy?"

"Hmm," Jasper affected a disappointed face. "I'm afraid we seem to be all out at the moment." He pretended to look around the room, as Alice looked playfully confused.

Jasper sighed dramatically. "No carriage. Well then, I guess..." He smirked mischievously, "I'll just have to carry you to the ball!"

With that, Jasper lifted Alice into his arms as she squealed and tightened her hold around his neck as he carried her out of the room, onto the landing. Inbetween laughs, Alice pointed out, "Wouldn't that make you my fairy godmother, Jazz?"

Jasper stopped abruptly, and rose an eyebrow. "Good point."

"Well," Alice placed her hand on the side of Jasper's face, "I have to say that my fairy godmother's never looked so handsome."

They shared a secret smile, before they both heard the clearing of a vampire's throat. Rosalie and Emmett were standing at the base of the stairs, looking wryly amused. Jasper placed Alice gently on the ground and together they walked down the stairs. Emmett and Rosalie had already exchanged corsages, and Jasper placed his white lily bracelet around Alice's wrist as Emmett asked, "Are we good to go?"

Alice closed her eyes briefly, looking into the future. She saw Bella being put into the car by Edward, in five minutes and forty-two seconds.

"Yeah, we're good," Alice smiled as Jasper held out the crook of his arm for Alice to take. As she was about to take it, Rosalie pushed between them. "There'll be plenty of time for that later, Prince Charming." She rolled her eyes. "Come on, Alice, us girls are taking the car together."

Alice gave a weary smile, as Rosalie took her arm instead. "See you at the prom, Jazz."

Emmett and Jasper watched as Rosalie and Alice drove off in Rosalie's blood-red Porsche. A few moments had passed before they began to walk towards Emmett's Jeep.

"So... fairy godmother, eh?" Emmett chuckled.

Jasper glared so fiercely as to put a hole through Emmett's corsage.

"Shut up and drive, monkey-man."

Emmett was instantly silenced.

A/N: I've missed writing these! Anyway, I hope no-one's too upset at me for not updating in a while and that you all still review! :) Extra-large Jasper-and-Alice-dancing-at-prom cookie if you do! :D

Love, peace, and happy holidays, Raven. xxx