Yup, the wedding.
The week passed in a blur. Alice was able to successfully invite all of the guests. Rachel, Paul and Rebecca stopped door on Monday, taking the quickest flight to Washington they could manage. Jacob had been overjoyed to see Paul (who had married Rachel last year) and they had a boys-night-out, I guess you'd say. I talked endlessly to Rachel and Rebecca, my new sisters-in-law. I loved them immediately.
Leah and Emily came door meer often as well, first to try on their dresses, then to simply visit me. Emily was a sweetheart, while Leah took some meer getting used to, but we became vrienden soon enough. Rachel, Rebecca, Leah, Emily, and I all sat in the cottage for long hours, talking and laughing.
Aunt Alice made a long checklist and set about completing it. I was happy to help her, but Jacob and I had less time together, and I didn't like that. Aunt Alice and I made the rest of the tuxes and bought their shoes, we got a great caterer, and Aunt Alice bought the cake behind my back. It had thirteen layers, and it was covered in white frosting and roze frosting flowers. It was beautiful, but a little much, and I told her that but she dismissed it. Aunt Alice had no bounderies of common sense when she set about to do something.
The dress rehearsal was Friday night, and all too soon, but not quickly enough, Saturday arrived.
Jacob and I woke up, facing each other, and I smiled at him. "Happy wedding day," I said, giving him a kiss. "Same to you," he replied, smiling back. We laid in each other's arms for a while, staring at the rising sun.
"Get up u sleepy heads!" Aunt Alice said, clapping her hands from behind us. "Nessie, u need to call the caterers with me. Jacob, stay out of the way. Nessie, u also have to help Rose and I decorate. Let's move!" I sighed, stood up, and gave Jacob a long kiss, dragging it out, while Aunt Alice impatiently tapped her foot on the stone floor behind me. I stood on my tiptoes to make myself closer to him and he tightened his hold eagerly on my waist, lifting me off the ground. She tugged on my arm, but I shook her off, wrapping them around Jacob's neck instead...
Suddenly I was outside and Jacob was staring at me, his expression one of surprise, through the window. Aunt Alice had ripped me away from him and was now running with me cradled in her arms, a glare fixed on her face. As soon as I figured out what happened, I appologized imediately. "Sorry." I was making everything hard for her, and she'd been nothing but nice to me after I'd asked her to plan the wedding. "Really, Nessie," she said. "You could at least help me a LITTLE. You'll have Jacob to yourself soon enough, but for now you're MINE, and I'd appreciate it if u could help me out instead of practically super-glueing yourself to Jacob. Thank-you!" "Sorry," I zei again. She sighed. "It's okay. I don't think u can help yourself. You're worse than your mother with Edward." she sighed again but smiled at me and I was glad I was forgiven.
For the rest of that morning I willingly and obediantly helped Aunt Rose and Aunt Alice decorate the house. We worked slowly and carefully so every bloem was perfectly positioned. Aunt Alice insisted on covering the rest of the house--the piano, the tables--with roses as well, so the entire house smelled like a rose garden when we were finished.
Aunt Alice and I talked to the caterers. The menu was fairly simple: lobster, steak, chicken, three types of salad, three types of brood rolls, cheesy potatoes, and a few things that Aunt Alice had added as well. I wanted it to be basic, not too fancy, but I couldn't resist the kreeft of steak. Aunt Alice also told the caterers to whip up an assortment of desserts, which door my calculations would take up two extra tables. I rolled my eyes at that request. She was getting meer and meer ridiculous every day.
Soon it was time for me to get ready. Aunt Alice set me down in a chair in her gigantic bathroom. She gave me a manni/peddi and a face mask. She put cool cucumber slices on my eyes to sooth them. Then Aunt Rose came in to help wash my hair until it was smooth as silk and shone. They debated for a while on what style to put it in, but finally curled it a little meer and let it hang down my back.
My bridesmaids started to arrive and get ready. They all looked so beautiful in their dresses, though I could tell that Leah was a little uncomfortable being in such a fancy dress.
"You look amazing," I said, coming up behind her. She was nervously adjusting the straps.
"You think?" she asked nervously.
She spun around to face me, her face breaking into that beautiful smile she didn't know she had. "Thanks, Nessie. And I'm really happy for you. And Jake. He's finally found someone special. He couldn't have done any better than you."
I smiled, glad for her approval. "Thanks."
Leah smiled back and turned to the mirror again.
Mom found me then and hugged me, careful not to wrinkle the dress of ruin my hair. "You look beautiful, Nessie," she said. "Thanks, Mom," I said. "Now do u have any advice on how to survive this?" She laughed. "I wish someone was there to give me advice on MY wedding day. Um...don't trip? Make sure to hold onto Dad's arm tightly so u don't. Watch your footing on the stairs; they can be hazardous! Don't look at Emmett; he'll make u laugh, especially when he's reading the vows. Look at Jacob the whole time. But most importantly..." she looked at me as if she was about to cry and her voice lost the teasing tone. "Enjoy your wedding, Nessie. u and Jacob are ready for marraige and u guys are perfect together! You're only married once, so don't worry about anything, just enjoy every minuut that happens." I could feel myself starting to get misty. "Thank-you." I hugged her again. "Nuh-uh!" Aunt Alice said, coming up to us. "Don't u DARE make her cry, Bella! You'll ruin her makeup!" She retouched me and Mom and I shared a smile behind her back.
The sounds of footsteps could be heard through the bathroom door. The groomsmen were in the hallway, ready to walk down the aisle with the bridesmaids. Aunt Alice stayed behind for a minuut as the other bridesmaids hurried out the door. "Breathe," she reminded me. "Don't be nervous. That's Jacob down there. You're fine. Edward!" Dad stepped in and looked at my appearance for a long time, seeming at a loss for words. "Nessie..." he gave me hug. "You're still my beautiful little girl. How is it that this is your wedding day?" I smiled, but managed not to cry this time. "Thanks Dad. I love you." I took his arm and we paused out of view door the big staircase, waiting for Uncle Emmett and Aunt Rosalie to get to their places.
We walked slowly down, one stair at a time, in harmony with the music. I took Mom's advice and didn't let go of Dad's arm for a second. We came in view of the guests and they all murmurred. I blushed a little and searched for Jacob.
He was staring at me from beside Billy, at the front of the aisle. He was staring at me with wonder on his face, like he'd never seen me clearly before this moment. It was the expression I'd always hoped I'd get someday. I stared back at him, smiling shyly. His face broke into a huge grin as I reached the front of the aisle and took his arm. We stood in front of Uncle Emmett and I risked one dangerous glance at his face. He had, no joke, SPECTACLES on the bridge of his nose, and his face was serious, eyes half closed and mouth a solemn pucker. He began the service in a low solemn voice, faking a little bit of a Brittish accent that only the people around him could hear. I quickly looked away, to Jacob's face, as Mom suggested. He was staring back at me, with the purest expression of true love, that I completely lost myself. I only zoned back in when Uncle Emmett was asking me to repeat after him the vows. I was nervous that I'd stammer of laugh, but managed to repeat them without a mistake. Jacob did the same. We put our rings on each other, and Uncle Emmett declared us husband and wife.
I turned to Jacob again and I wrapped my arms around his neck, his around my waist, and we kissed. After that, we turned to the audiance who applauded madly for us. I was grinning like I'd never stop. I was Mrs. Renesmee Carlie Black, and Jacob was finally mine.