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    Rush to the Alter

    October 4, 2008

     

    Much to my surprise, I had made it through the entire day without spilling anything on or tearing my dress. Well…not just a dress…the dress; my wedding dress. Yes, today I would finally be Mrs. Bella Black. Hmm…I would have to get used to saying that. 

     

    The whole morning actually seemed a blur to me as I had been carted around from place to place as my mother and best friend, Alice, made sure that I "remained calm." So I kind of had a tendency to stress, okay maybe obsess over minute details, that today they would not let me have anything to do with and it was driving me crazy. But now it was all worth it as I began to hear "Clair de Lune" begin to play signaling my dad and me to prepare to face the crowd. I never did well with crowds, so I guess it was good that I had such a good focal point up ahead of me…I couldn't help but smile as I thought of Jake waiting for me.

     

     "Ready to go Bells?" Dad said quietly. "Am I ever," I said with a small smile. 

     

    Sam and Ben pushed the doors open and exposed the sea of people that had gathered for Jake and me. At that moment I wished that Jake came from a smaller less known family, but that was too little to late. My eyes locked with Jake, and I was on my way down the isle; Dad had to gently tug my arm to remind me of the pace we'd finally settled on at last nights rehearsal. 

     

    I began to look around at my friends and family. Jessica and Lauren sat together, all too happy to see me marrying Jake and not Edward. They just never understood. Edward and I were just friends. "Always and forever" we would say.

     

     My stomach started to tighten. Nerves I suppose; I never was good at the spotlight thing. Edward always calmed me, where was he…where was he? 

     

    Ahh…that bronze spiky hair, so hard to miss. But why wasn't he looking at me? He was looking down and Esme, noticing that I was looking at him, nudged him in the arm and whispered something in his ear. He turned to look at me, and I expected all my fears to dissolve with one look at that crocked smile that I have come to love, but something was different. His smile wasn't complete, so I looked up to his eyes.

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