I should have stayed in Canada... Jangela
Started months before Breaking Dawn came out. This was really the pairing I wanted for Jacob. I'm happy with Nessie, but this would have made my year..
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Bella wasn't getting married at the church. Alice didn't think it was fancy enough, and she wanted the best. Understandably so. My father's church did need a little work, but attendance was low and so were offerings. I had never planned to be too involved with the wedding, but a week before there were some complications and Alice had needed some back up. So I put together my craftiness and found the decorations for the front and backyard. It was a good distraction from all the boy drama in my life. As ironic as it was to be planning a wedding after a breakup with my boyfriend, I had a good time doing it. I cleared out the Michaels Craft Store of their silk and tulle and bought out an assortment of glass candle holders and white flower-shaped tea candles. Alice was impressed. She was jumping up and down holding my hands when I showed her my ideas. It was funny to watch, apparently, because her boyfriend was staring at us with an amused expression on his face. He never really looks much of anything so it must have been pretty funny. My latest shock happened yesterday, when Alice shoved a pile of burgundy fabric into my arms. It turned out to be one of the bride's maid dresses.
"Try it," she said. "I want to know if I need to do any last minute fitting."
I blinked. "Huh?" I asked intelligently.
"I also picked up the things for your hair. You'll have to come a few hours early so I can do your hair and makeup."
So, apparently I was to be a bride's maid. The dress was gorgeous, and Alice had made it so it fit my boyish shape without me looking like a boy. I even looked like I had some cleavage, which was new. I had to admit that the girl was amazing, and I was having fun. Even if her older sister did scare me a little.
As of now, we were in Rosalie's room putting some last minute adjustments to Bella's hair. She was sitting stiffly as Rosalie and I sat on the bed, completely ready, watching Alice flit around.
"You look like you're going to pass out, Bella," I said finally.
She looked up at me, her big brown eyes even bigger than usual, and shook her head. "I'm fine. Just nervous. What if I trip walking down the aisle?"
Silence met her remark and none of us hastened to reassure it. It was a possibility after all.
She scowled at us and Rosalie's lips twitched.
There was a knock on the door and Emmett stuck his head in. "Ready?"
"Almost," Alice said, placing the jeweled butterflies in Bella's hair. Rosalie and I had flowers.
"There. All set. Angela, can you go make sure everything's going alright down there?"
I nodded, hiding my eye roll and followed Emmett downstairs.
"I'll be glad when this is over. Everyone's been so uptight," he muttered to me. "See you downstairs."
I nodded and went into the big living room that was set up for the wedding. The backyard had been covered by giant canopies to keep the ever present rain off of the tables and dance floor.
Everything looked set and, with a small wave to Edward who was waiting by my father, I went back to where I was to meet Emmett and await our turn to go down the aisle. He was the tallest and so he wouldn't look completely dwarfed next to me like the other men would.
Rosalie was displeased by this, but she finally settled down when Alice pointed out what a tall freak I was. Rosalie pointed out that I should go hang out with the other tall freaks she knew (that remark confused me and made Edward slightly angry), but finally relented.
Bella came down the stairs, holding the pair of heels she would wear. I grinned at her and bent down to help her fasten her shoes.
"Ready?" I asked.
"No," was the answer.
I stood up and gave her a hug, careful not to crush our dresses. "It'll be fine," I promised.
Bella just nodded, her eyes searching the backs of the crowd. A tall Native American boy slipped passed us with a woman, sending Bella a wide grin. Emmett sneezed, though it sounded a lot like a gag.
The music began to play, initiating the start of the wedding. I waited until it was my turn before taking Emmett's large, cold arm. He walked carefully, as if trying not to step on me. We parted in front of the altar. As I turned around I caught sight of someone standing in the back, with their arms crossed over their chest. I couldn't see a face. Before I could think too much about it, Bella came walking down with Charlie.
The police chief looked very red in the face and Bella just looked pale. Everyone turned to look at her, except for one of the little girls on the Cullen's side of the room. I tried not to look at her. She creeped me out to no end. I turned my attention to Edward and nearly started crying. I always did that at weddings when I saw the groom's face. It always shined.
Bella stopped next to him and took his hand, any tripping scares forgotten. My father opened his bible and began the ceremony. I have to say it was one of the most beautiful ceremonies I had ever been to. Edward and Bella had written their own vows and when Edward said he would be with her all eternity, I believed it.
The vows were over before I knew it and the guests got up and began to mill about, moving into the backyard where the reception was being held. The living room was nearly empty of everyone but the bridal party when Alice was bouncing again and taking me along with her. She stopped suddenly and peered into the back of the room.
"Oh, my... what are you doing here?"