Ok so this is an extended preview guys. I usually do them shorter than this but I don't want to be mean as it could be another three weeks before I update. Moving house is a b*tch don't do it unless necessary people!

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight

"I don't want anything big I'm going to be big enough already." Bella Swann sighed as she sipped her tea. Since the announcement of their engagement two weeks before every conversation had centred around it, so much so she was sick of hearing the word.
"Oh Bella don't be silly." Esme smiled drinking her champagne in one gulp "It's one of the most important days of your life! You need to be the centre of attention."
"Center of a circus tent more like." The bride to be muttered peering across the room to the rails of multi-coloured gowns, shoes and veils. If there was one thing she hated it was shopping, she could see this becoming her own person hell.
Esme slapped her lightly on the arm "Hush and drink your tea so we can start."
"Bella are you going traditional because I've just had this amazing teal collection in." Rosalie, who had just moved up to manager, asked pulling a rail behind her. Since the night she and Edward had reconciled, her relationship with Bella changed. She had no idea if she was being nice for his sake or if she genuinely liked her sister to be but whatever it was; she found the snide meanness had vacated.
"I hadn't really put much thought into it. All the brides I know just grab dresses in their size and try them on till one stands out."
"Blue has always looked nice on you dear." Esme complimented as she routed through the collection her daughter wheeled in "Oh these three are nice," she passed them over ushering Bella into the dressing room "and don't worry none of them are tents."

It was the third dress that had both mother and daughter with tears in their eyes. The bride herself had kept her eyes totally closed until she stood on the little raised floor surrounded by mirrors. For once she did not trip even though the gown brushed the floor. Slowly she opened them and gasped at the dress before her. The bottom of the dress fanned out in fishtail design with blue rhinestones scattered over white silk. The dress hugged her body showing off her baby bulge and pregnancy enhanced chest however patterned blue lace covered her shoulders and arms. Tears fell down her face as she turned to see the back and found matching lace covered buttons.
"What do you think?" She smiled nervously at her future in laws not missing the tears in their eyes. Neither could speak; instead nodding furiously and moving to hug her "Thank you." She whispered to them both.
"Here's the veil." Ella, the sales assistant who had helped Bella put on her dress, said passing it to Esme.
"May I?" Bella moved her hair to the side; the way she hoped to have it on her wedding day. With ease Emse slipped the veil into place fanning the white lace out. Rubbing her swollen stomach nervously Bella nodded;
"It's perfect. I want it."

Rosalie stapled a sold tag to the covering bag and hung it up in the back. She stepped behind the till just in time for Bella to be finished getting dressed. All three girls had had to redo their made up.
"I'm paying for it." Esme protested as Bella pulled out her credit card. She went to protest but shut her mouth; there was no arguing with a Cullen.
"With my discount its $1800." Rosalie took the card from her mother. It shouldn't have been such a surprise, Bella knew the Cullen's flashed their cash with ease but she still spoke out.
"Esme no. That's too much we're only having a little service at the church!" Both the bride and groom had decided on the night of their engagement that the wedding would only be on a small scale with very few family and friends although their reasons differed. Hers being weddings were to much fuss for one day and his a darker reason; she would marry again in what he referred to as a real one. After that the discussion had been closed not to be reopened for discussion.
"Nonsense. If you and Edward want to class it as just another day that's fine but the rest of the family aren't." almost too quick for the human eye she typed in her pin number and the dress had been paid for "Next stop shoes."
"As long as they're flats I don't mind. See you late Rosalie." Bella waved over her shoulder as they left the shop.
"You can't wear flat shoes on your wedding day." Her mother in law to be laughed as she locked her hand bag. Stepping into the lift she pressed the floor number where the most expensive shoe shops lay.
"Pregnant clumsy woman and heels don't go to well."
"Trust me Bella," She said as the lift dinged and the doors opened "Gucci shoes are very sturdy even you won't be able to trip in them."
"I've heard that before."