I woke – up to the bright sunshine coming through my windows. I could barely remember yesterday. Still tired, I rolled over and looked at the clock. It was 8:30. Alice would be here in half an hour. It was August 15th, the day I was getting married to Edward Cullen.

After several long moments, I got out of bed and began making myself decent enough for Alice to work with. The wedding would begin at noon in the large main room of the Cullen house. Alice was intent on getting to get me ready.

I went down stairs to eat breakfast. Just before I finished, the doorbell rang I quickly got up and walked to the door. Alice had a huge grin on her face and was bouncing up and down.

“Ready?” she asked.

I could only groan.

She stopped bouncing and her smile faded. She took my shoulder and led me to the car, pausing shortly to close the door. I got in and she danced to the other side of the car. The beautiful Porsche began to purr as she turned the key.

“It will be okay,” she assured me as she began to drive at a reckless 115 miles per hour.

I closed my eyes and turned to the window. I wanted to marry Edward, just not now, not so soon. I knew it had to be done. My family and friends wouldn’t like it if I just disappeared.

We were there, at the house. I stepped out and began walking toward the door. Beside me, Alice danced, not speaking a word, but obviously sorry.

The next few hours were a blur. When Alice was done, I looked -of course- amazing. At least, amazing as I could possibly get. I knew that I would still look plain against Edward’s god-like features. I was no Rosalie. I was in my one-of-a-kind 1918 wedding dress, and Alice was in her also one-of-a-kind bride’s maid dress. Her face needed no make-up.

I was nervous though we had practiced plenty. I would walk to the stairs and Charlie would meet me. At the bottom, a short aisle awaited, for only a few people came. Charlie, Renee, Jacob, Esme, Emmett, Rosalie, and Jasper. Edward waited at the front in the same suit he wore to prom. Next to him would be Carlisle, the best man, also in a suit. Alice would be next to me, my maid of honor. The town’s minister would lead. After, Charlie and Renee would take Carlisle, Esme, Edward, and I out to eat. After that, I couldn’t be sure. I would have asked Alice, but the clock struck 12. It was time.