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It starts out just like any other wedding fic, but Bella is in for a surprise.

This is probably the most RANDOM thing I’ll EVER write, but I was just thinking about Bella’s wedding, (if there is one; cross fingers) and who would be brides maids. If she had two separate weddings, (one with humans and one with the Cullens), would she have Alice at the human one as a maid of honor? Who else would be there, since her closest friends are vampires, even though the ARE supposed to be there, since Edward is the groom…(that thought gets REALLY off topic) Would Jessica and Angela be there? I guess not Jessica, after New Moon, but what about Angela? I really want them to be better friends…OH! What if… And that’s where the idea came from. So I’ll stop rambling and let you enjoy the story.

4. Angela?

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Alice’s POV

After Bella took off into the forest, I was hit by a vision. A girl, no a vampire, was standing in my bathroom. She was tall and had silver-blond hair that glided down to the middle of her back. Her lips were bright red, most likely due to the scarlet lipstick she was applying. She was wearing an extremely short red dress that matched her eyes. It showed so much skin that even Rosalie would take a hit on her self-esteem. She had a smug grin on, making an unexpected burst of anger flare inside of me.

Who is she? I thought, thoroughly confused. Why is she in my house, in my bathroom? And is that…Rosalie’s lipstick? My head was spinning.

The vision faded and my surroundings came clearer. Both Rose and Esme were staring at me.

"What did you see?" Rosalie demanded. I could tell she was trying to mask her emotions.

"I…I don’t know," I said, shaking my head slowly. "There was this girl. She was in my bathroom putting on your lipstick-’’

"WHAT?" Rosalie fumed, but I ignored her and continued.

"She was wearing this really skimpy dress. I’ve never seen her before."

"Hmmm…" Esme mulled it over. "Was she human?"

"No, she was a vampire. Not like us. He eyes were bright red." Upon mentioning her eyes, I was struck by yet another vision.

It was the same girl as last time, except now she was leaving. I heard Edward call, "Angela?" She looked around frantically, then closed her eyes and thrust her head back. Her hair immediately shortened, becoming light brown, she grew slightly tanner, and rose about two inches. When she opened her eyes, they were golden with a twist of hazel. I couldn’t believe it.

"Angela?" I heard myself say, entering the room. "What are you doing?"

She looked at the vision-me with an innocent expression. "Why, I’m getting ready for the wedding, dear sister. Well, sister-to-be." Her eyes swept over my appearance. "Shouldn’t you change, too?"

I saw myself glare at her, and continue. "No, I mean what are you doing to this family?"

To that she merely grinned and glided past me and out the bathroom door.

I came to with a jolt.

"Alice?" Esme asked worriedly. "What happened?"

"We need to get home," was all I responded. "Now!"