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Starlight

Summary:
Continuation of Eclipse Bella's wedding day finally arrives, but her streak as a danger magnet isn't over quite yet. No, you are not delusional. I have actually updated. *cheers*


Notes:


2. Preparation

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Follow through
Make your dreams come true
Don't give up the fight
You will be alright
Cause there's no one like you in the universe

Don't be afraid
What your mind consumes
You should make a stand
Stand up for what you believe
And tonight
We can truly say
Together we're invincible

During the struggle
They will pull us down
But please, please
Lets use this chance
To turn things around
And tonight
We can truly say
Together we're invincible

*

The rest of the morning until about eleven was filled with preparation for the wedding and discussion of honeymoon destinations. As much as I tried, I was never able to place my opinion on the many different places I have never heard of once in my life. Simple and sweet was what I had in mind. But Alice on the other hand wanted my honeymoon to be in Paris with Edward and me dancing under a starlit Eifel tower every night. I really wouldn’t have minded that, but Europe was off limits to me ever since the trip I took only a few months earlier. I knew I was being a little closed minded on the subject, but as soon as I would step on the plane I just knew I would relive the horrors I witnessed in the depths of Volterra. I didn’t want to have a physiological breakdown on the way to my honeymoon.

The morning passed very quickly, despite the butterflies that appeared in my stomach. And I got off relatively easy, work related. All the input or effort I actually had to put in was to decide whether I wanted cream or light blue napkins for the reception; Alice had decided on cream until that point, but changed her mind at the last moment. I wasn’t sure if my opinion truly mattered, though, because of the brief argument Alice and I had earlier that morning. The lace content of my wedding dress was still undecided.

Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to get away with just sitting in a chair and reading for much longer. Alice cornered me with a tight smile on her face, obviously gleeful at her thought. I saw a sparkle in her eyes that could only mean one thing. Makeover.

“Oh no, Alice,” I whimpered, slouching down in my chair so that I was at least a foot shorter then I was a moment prior. “Please, anything but that,” I pleaded. I made my opinion on the matter of hair supplies and powder fairly obvious the past week. I actually started to hope that Alice would let me off easy. But she squashed my hope like a bug.

*

“It’s going to be fun,” Alice reassured me, her hair blowing from wind. The windows to her yellow car were open but I hardly noticed the air rushing in. I was too slouched to feel it. Alice rolled her eyes at me and made a sharp turn into a shopping center; the parking less then half full. “I would have done your makeup and hair at home, Bella,” Alice added, while searching for a good parking space. “But Edward insisted on you having more human experiences before you are bitten,” she explained, a small smile curving on her lips when she found a parking space right near the mall entrance. “So I’m taking you to the best salon in Washington!” she exclaimed, hopping out of the car. And the most expensive…I thought bitterly.

Alice skipped happily while I trudged behind her. I would have been merrier to spend time with Alice if my face wasn’t going to be inches away from a hairdryer in mere minutes.

The mall was decorated lavishly; everything was shiny and well kept. The stores were all brightly lit and a smoothie stand was placed by the elevators. I realized with a start that in less then a week I wouldn’t be able to drink a smoothie without gagging. I felt my stomach wrench when I realized how close I was to receiving my ultimate goal; immorality. I tried to shake of the empty feeling that was suddenly in me, and I succeeded, for the most part.

Alice suddenly glanced around the corner. She beamed, obviously seeing what she was looking for and took my wrist quickly. “We’re here,” she announced, pulling me into a very bright and very pungent shop. The shelves were lined with shampoos with very confusing names and high price tags. The counters were covered in free samples of perfumes and moisturizer. Large pictures of beautiful women with bouncy, beautiful hair covered almost every surface of the walls. It kind of appalled me how little clothing the women in the pictures seemed to be wearing. You could mainly only see them from their shoulders, bare shoulders, up; all of them wearing the same ‘Come hither’ expression. I was sure this was one ‘human moment’ I was not going to cry over forgetting.

“Come right this way,” a very uptight looking woman told me after Alice checked us in. Alice waved before plopping down on an overstuffed chair and picking up a magazine topped with a woman jumping in the air. ‘Find Jubilation’ was printed in bold, pink letters.

The woman led me to another woman in the back of the salon. I was quickly handed over and placed in a chair that was attached to a sink. I squeezed my eyes shut and waited for my nightmare to be over.

An hour later I stepped out of the salon feeling like I was a sensibly dressed life sized Barbie that just had the makeover of her life.

*

“She wasn’t very pleasant to be around,” Alice sighed while she tuned into the Cullen’s over grown driveway, referring to the woman at the counter. I rolled my eyes, but didn’t have the energy to agree with her. It took enough of that just to keep my head held up due to the tons of hair products plastered into my hair.

Alice told me earlier that Edward was sent away until the wedding would start. She wanted to make sure he didn’t see me before I walked down the aisle. That was partly why I didn’t try on my wedding dress with an audience yet.

I grumbled inaudibly as I stumbled out of the car and towards the front door. Standing on the porch was Esme, her caramel curls swirling beautifully in the wind. I was slightly jealous of her right then. I was pretty sure my hair didn’t look so regal in the wind.

“Come, Bella,” she called down from the porch. “We have to get down to the church soon!” I nodded slowly, my stomach doing a series of flips. Alice squeezed my hand reassuringly and I smiled nervously at her.

Within the next few hours I would be Mrs. Cullen. And within the week I was going to be a vampire. I could finally feel like I belonged next to Edward. But I wouldn’t have my best friend by my side. I frowned slightly, remembering the day when I was told Jacob ran away. Because of me. I shook my head slowly, reminding myself that the sooner I got married and bitten, I would be out of every ones’ lives. The sooner I would stop causing pain to the people I love. The wedding and the pain would be worth it in the end. That was what I hoped.