I stayed up most of the night, brainstorming ideas for the wedding, while Jacob slept soundly beside me, snoring softly. I noticed that Jacob slept easier now adays since I agreed to marry him. The ever-present dark circles under his eyes were fading and I was happy about this. Aunt Alice came in the cottage when the sky was a light pink. I gasped, seeing her frame in the doorway, though there was nothing scary about a four foot eleven height. "Aunt Alice!" I said, one hand over my heart. I got off the bed, careful not to wake Jacob. "You nearly scared me to death! What do you need?" "I need YOU!" she said, grabbing my hand and dragging me out the door. "What for?" "To PLAN, silly!" she picked me up and ran at a dangerously fast speed across the forest and hopped over the creek. She ran in the front door and sat me on her cama and went over to her sketchpad. "Sheesh." I said, smoothing my pajamas. Pushy.
"Do you have any ideas?" Aunt Alice asked, sketchpad in hand. She looked at me expectantly. "Of course I do," I told her, taking the sketchbook. I began to tell her about the bridesmaids' dresses as I drew. "I was thinking they would be white, with a ribbon of rosa, -de-rosa around the bottom. They won't be very long, just above the knees. Sleeveless..." I paused then, trying to figure out how to describe it better. "I--I can't quite describe it." I told her. But Aunt Alice was staring at me, her eyes shining with eagerness. "I amor it!" she said. "Go on." So I just drew the pattern I had invisioned; the same swirly flowery pattern as my dress but with rosa, -de-rosa beads and thread. "The neckline comes low, and there's mais lining on the neckline and around the shoulders..." I put down the pencil, because I was done sketching. Aunt Alice stared at the final drawing. "That's amazing!" she said. "I can do that. Give me two minutes." She was a blur as she went around, snipping fabric, sewing thread. In about two minutes, as promised, a manican wore the same dress I had drawn. "What do you think?" she asked, standing seguinte to the manican. "I think you're amazing, Aunt Alice," I told her, touching the silky fabric. "It's perfect! Just what I imagined." For a few hours we took measurements of all my bridesmaids and made their dresses. Six manicans were lined up in a row across Aunt Alice's room, with my dress on the end.
"Now on to Jacob," Aunt Alice said briskly, taking the sketch pad. "Classic black tux? With a hint of rosa, -de-rosa silk trimming?" I nodded. She drew, and without glancing up said, "Go get Jacob for me. I'll need his measurements. And go get Rose to buy some mais black fabric. She knows what kind to buy if you just tell her. I have a feeling I'll be needing more." I slipped out of the room and went downstairs. Jacob was lounging on the sofá with Dad and Uncle Emmett watching a game. He saw me and smiled. "There you are! I thought you'd been abducted!" I rolled my eyes, thinking of this morning. "Close enough," I said. I gave him a kiss before telling him the bad news. "Aunt Alice needs your measurements." He gulped in real fear. Uncle Emmett laughed. "Tough luck, bro! We'll come rescue you if you're not back in ten minutes." "Make it five," Jacob said, his voice shaking a little. Everyone knew how out-of-hand Aunt Alice could get. One minuto she'd be taking his measurements, the seguinte she would be designing a complete wardrobe for him. She'd take him shopping, give him a makeover... Dad grinned, leitura his thoughts and mental pictures. "C'mon, you," I said, half shoving him up the stairs. "Don't be a baby." Ridiculously, his arms were trembling from nervousness.
I held his trembling hand coming in to Aunt Alice's room. "Good, you're here!" she said, pulling him away from me. She had to stand on a stepladder balanced on her cama to get all of Jacob's height. Only a vampire could, I thought, marveling at her amazing balance. Jacob glared down at me the entire time, arms crosses tightly across his chest, fists balled up. In a few minutos she had all of the measurements and told Jacob he could go. I went with him, to tell Aunt Rose about buying the fabric before I forgot. "That wasn't so bad," I told him as we walked down the stairs. "Are you kidding?" he replied. "I would have rather slammed my hand in a car door. At least the pain from that would have been over quicker. That was the worst two minutos of my life!" But he smiled down at me and I grinned back. "Baby. Oh, Aunt Rose! We need mais black silk fabric." I said. Aunt Rose sneered at Jacob from where she was playing on the computer. She let out a big sigh. "Fine!" she snapped, making a big show of unwillingly putting on shoes, grabbing money and her purse, and her keys. Dad, Uncle Emmett, Jacob, and I all grinned after her when she wasn't looking. She had made a huge, phoney show of being unpleasant to Jacob ever since that dia in the airport. I gave Jacob a kiss and sighed as I went back upstairs.
"What's seguinte on the agenda?" I asked Aunt Alice. "I was thinking the guest list. You'd better get Jacob again--" "We can work on that in the cottage tonight," I told her quickly, smiling. I think Jacob had had enough of Aunt Alice's crazy planning for one day. If Aunt Alice didn't kill him first, he'd kill me himself if I dragged him up here again. She smiled back. "Fair enough. We can't talk comida until we have the guest list, so...decorations!" Of course, Aunt Alice was filled with great ideas. "We could completely flood the house with roses!" Aunt Alice said, gesturing wildly. "We could twist them around the banisters, altering rosa, -de-rosa and white. Then twist some mais around the seats the guests will sit in, fill crystal vases and put them on every table; one on each side of the cake table..." she wrote down the approxomate cost of all of this, and my eyes popped wide. "Um...we could tone it down a little," I suggested, wary of the three digit number. "Nonsence!" she said. "It's no big deal." I still wasn't sure, but I lost myself again in planning with her. We were going to fill crystal bowls, two on each step, with a mixture of rosa, -de-rosa and white roses. We would scatter rose petals on the steps and twist them around the banisters. The bridesmaids and I would each hold a bouquet of rosa, -de-rosa and white roses. Finally, the flor arrangements were done. Aunt Alice carefully wrote down the cost in a checkbook. I tried not to glance at it.
"Oh! I almost forgot!" Aunt Alice stood up and flitted to her closet and came back with seven boxes in her hands. "The shoes! Open them, open them, open them!" I lifted the lid on the topo, início one. "Oh, too cute!" I exclaimed, lifting out a white high-heel. "I amor these!" They were stilletto high heels with an open toe and rosa, -de-rosa edging. They went with the dresses very nicely. "I bought them last night while you two were asleep," she explained, putting the boxes away again neatly in her cluttered closet. "I figured they'd be pretty good."
That night I sat Jacob down with me and we worked on the guest list. "All of my bridesmaids, of course," I said. "And all the groomsmen. But I want Grandpa Charlie (he'd insisted on visiting me so much during my rapid growth spurt that we had to tell him the real secret; that we were vampires, so it wouldn't bug him that I was getting officially married por age seven. He'd taken it pretty well, but he was still a little shocked por our cold arms, beauty, and blurry movements.) and Grandma Sue (she had married Grandpa Charlie a few years ago.)." "Rachel, Paul, and Rebecca could come down," Jacob said. "Claire, also. And Embry's parents, Old Quil, Jared and Kim, Brady, and Collin." We sat in silence for a few minutes, thinking. "I'm sure Alice will invite someone," I said. "Probably Tanya and her family." "So basically vampiros and lobisomens with two humans?" Jacob clucked his toungue. "Not very wise." I laughed. "We can buy a Taser or something to keep them all in line," I said. I went to go give the list to Aunt Alice. She looked it over. "Twenty nine people? Good. Anyone else you were thinking of?" "Actually, I was thinking of Tanya, Eleazar, Carmen, Kate, Garrett, Zafrina, Benjamin, Peter, and Charlotte," I admitted. I could still remember them from when they had witnessed for my parents in front of the Volturi. They were all very good friends, especially Zafrina. "Yay! I haven't seen any of them in forever!" Aunt Alice squealed, composição literária down all of their names on the guest list. "That's thirty eight! Perfect! We'll need lots of food, regardless of all the vampires, for the lobisomens and Charlie and Sue. I'll do that. Right now, I need you to pick a date." Her eyes shone.
A huge grin dividido, dividir across my face. A date? So soon? Did this mean that I could marry Jacob in just a few days?! "How long will it take you to work out the menu?" I whispered. She waved it away with her hand. "I can work on it tonight. It'll be finished por tomorrow morning. But I'll need to call all of the guests, and if Jacob's sisters want to come..." "Saturday, then. One week from today." I answered immediately.
"That's perfect!" Aunt Alice squealed, giving me a hug. "Now go rest," she commanded. "I'll take care of the guests."
Yeah, like I could sleep. I was getting married in only one week! I had expected to be married in a mês or so at the least. "Okay," I said anyway. I was a little unsteady as I walked from the room.
Jacob would be all mine por Saturday night. I would be Mrs. Renesmee Carlie Black. I loved the sound of that!
I crawled into Jacob's arms. "Saturday," I told him, beijar his arm as he wrapped it around me. "We will be married." I heard his coração accelerate with excitement. "Thank-you," he said simply. I turned to kiss him and he kissed me back very eagerly. "So this is the beginning of your last week being my fiancee, I guess," he said. After a pause he added. "I don't mind." "And this the beginning of your last week as my fiancee. I don't mind that either." We laid in silence for a few minutes, until my eyes got too heavy to keep open.
I closed my eyes and slipped into unconsciousness...counting down the segundos in my sleep until I could finally be Mrs. Black.
"Do you have any ideas?" Aunt Alice asked, sketchpad in hand. She looked at me expectantly. "Of course I do," I told her, taking the sketchbook. I began to tell her about the bridesmaids' dresses as I drew. "I was thinking they would be white, with a ribbon of rosa, -de-rosa around the bottom. They won't be very long, just above the knees. Sleeveless..." I paused then, trying to figure out how to describe it better. "I--I can't quite describe it." I told her. But Aunt Alice was staring at me, her eyes shining with eagerness. "I amor it!" she said. "Go on." So I just drew the pattern I had invisioned; the same swirly flowery pattern as my dress but with rosa, -de-rosa beads and thread. "The neckline comes low, and there's mais lining on the neckline and around the shoulders..." I put down the pencil, because I was done sketching. Aunt Alice stared at the final drawing. "That's amazing!" she said. "I can do that. Give me two minutes." She was a blur as she went around, snipping fabric, sewing thread. In about two minutes, as promised, a manican wore the same dress I had drawn. "What do you think?" she asked, standing seguinte to the manican. "I think you're amazing, Aunt Alice," I told her, touching the silky fabric. "It's perfect! Just what I imagined." For a few hours we took measurements of all my bridesmaids and made their dresses. Six manicans were lined up in a row across Aunt Alice's room, with my dress on the end.
"Now on to Jacob," Aunt Alice said briskly, taking the sketch pad. "Classic black tux? With a hint of rosa, -de-rosa silk trimming?" I nodded. She drew, and without glancing up said, "Go get Jacob for me. I'll need his measurements. And go get Rose to buy some mais black fabric. She knows what kind to buy if you just tell her. I have a feeling I'll be needing more." I slipped out of the room and went downstairs. Jacob was lounging on the sofá with Dad and Uncle Emmett watching a game. He saw me and smiled. "There you are! I thought you'd been abducted!" I rolled my eyes, thinking of this morning. "Close enough," I said. I gave him a kiss before telling him the bad news. "Aunt Alice needs your measurements." He gulped in real fear. Uncle Emmett laughed. "Tough luck, bro! We'll come rescue you if you're not back in ten minutes." "Make it five," Jacob said, his voice shaking a little. Everyone knew how out-of-hand Aunt Alice could get. One minuto she'd be taking his measurements, the seguinte she would be designing a complete wardrobe for him. She'd take him shopping, give him a makeover... Dad grinned, leitura his thoughts and mental pictures. "C'mon, you," I said, half shoving him up the stairs. "Don't be a baby." Ridiculously, his arms were trembling from nervousness.
I held his trembling hand coming in to Aunt Alice's room. "Good, you're here!" she said, pulling him away from me. She had to stand on a stepladder balanced on her cama to get all of Jacob's height. Only a vampire could, I thought, marveling at her amazing balance. Jacob glared down at me the entire time, arms crosses tightly across his chest, fists balled up. In a few minutos she had all of the measurements and told Jacob he could go. I went with him, to tell Aunt Rose about buying the fabric before I forgot. "That wasn't so bad," I told him as we walked down the stairs. "Are you kidding?" he replied. "I would have rather slammed my hand in a car door. At least the pain from that would have been over quicker. That was the worst two minutos of my life!" But he smiled down at me and I grinned back. "Baby. Oh, Aunt Rose! We need mais black silk fabric." I said. Aunt Rose sneered at Jacob from where she was playing on the computer. She let out a big sigh. "Fine!" she snapped, making a big show of unwillingly putting on shoes, grabbing money and her purse, and her keys. Dad, Uncle Emmett, Jacob, and I all grinned after her when she wasn't looking. She had made a huge, phoney show of being unpleasant to Jacob ever since that dia in the airport. I gave Jacob a kiss and sighed as I went back upstairs.
"What's seguinte on the agenda?" I asked Aunt Alice. "I was thinking the guest list. You'd better get Jacob again--" "We can work on that in the cottage tonight," I told her quickly, smiling. I think Jacob had had enough of Aunt Alice's crazy planning for one day. If Aunt Alice didn't kill him first, he'd kill me himself if I dragged him up here again. She smiled back. "Fair enough. We can't talk comida until we have the guest list, so...decorations!" Of course, Aunt Alice was filled with great ideas. "We could completely flood the house with roses!" Aunt Alice said, gesturing wildly. "We could twist them around the banisters, altering rosa, -de-rosa and white. Then twist some mais around the seats the guests will sit in, fill crystal vases and put them on every table; one on each side of the cake table..." she wrote down the approxomate cost of all of this, and my eyes popped wide. "Um...we could tone it down a little," I suggested, wary of the three digit number. "Nonsence!" she said. "It's no big deal." I still wasn't sure, but I lost myself again in planning with her. We were going to fill crystal bowls, two on each step, with a mixture of rosa, -de-rosa and white roses. We would scatter rose petals on the steps and twist them around the banisters. The bridesmaids and I would each hold a bouquet of rosa, -de-rosa and white roses. Finally, the flor arrangements were done. Aunt Alice carefully wrote down the cost in a checkbook. I tried not to glance at it.
"Oh! I almost forgot!" Aunt Alice stood up and flitted to her closet and came back with seven boxes in her hands. "The shoes! Open them, open them, open them!" I lifted the lid on the topo, início one. "Oh, too cute!" I exclaimed, lifting out a white high-heel. "I amor these!" They were stilletto high heels with an open toe and rosa, -de-rosa edging. They went with the dresses very nicely. "I bought them last night while you two were asleep," she explained, putting the boxes away again neatly in her cluttered closet. "I figured they'd be pretty good."
That night I sat Jacob down with me and we worked on the guest list. "All of my bridesmaids, of course," I said. "And all the groomsmen. But I want Grandpa Charlie (he'd insisted on visiting me so much during my rapid growth spurt that we had to tell him the real secret; that we were vampires, so it wouldn't bug him that I was getting officially married por age seven. He'd taken it pretty well, but he was still a little shocked por our cold arms, beauty, and blurry movements.) and Grandma Sue (she had married Grandpa Charlie a few years ago.)." "Rachel, Paul, and Rebecca could come down," Jacob said. "Claire, also. And Embry's parents, Old Quil, Jared and Kim, Brady, and Collin." We sat in silence for a few minutes, thinking. "I'm sure Alice will invite someone," I said. "Probably Tanya and her family." "So basically vampiros and lobisomens with two humans?" Jacob clucked his toungue. "Not very wise." I laughed. "We can buy a Taser or something to keep them all in line," I said. I went to go give the list to Aunt Alice. She looked it over. "Twenty nine people? Good. Anyone else you were thinking of?" "Actually, I was thinking of Tanya, Eleazar, Carmen, Kate, Garrett, Zafrina, Benjamin, Peter, and Charlotte," I admitted. I could still remember them from when they had witnessed for my parents in front of the Volturi. They were all very good friends, especially Zafrina. "Yay! I haven't seen any of them in forever!" Aunt Alice squealed, composição literária down all of their names on the guest list. "That's thirty eight! Perfect! We'll need lots of food, regardless of all the vampires, for the lobisomens and Charlie and Sue. I'll do that. Right now, I need you to pick a date." Her eyes shone.
A huge grin dividido, dividir across my face. A date? So soon? Did this mean that I could marry Jacob in just a few days?! "How long will it take you to work out the menu?" I whispered. She waved it away with her hand. "I can work on it tonight. It'll be finished por tomorrow morning. But I'll need to call all of the guests, and if Jacob's sisters want to come..." "Saturday, then. One week from today." I answered immediately.
"That's perfect!" Aunt Alice squealed, giving me a hug. "Now go rest," she commanded. "I'll take care of the guests."
Yeah, like I could sleep. I was getting married in only one week! I had expected to be married in a mês or so at the least. "Okay," I said anyway. I was a little unsteady as I walked from the room.
Jacob would be all mine por Saturday night. I would be Mrs. Renesmee Carlie Black. I loved the sound of that!
I crawled into Jacob's arms. "Saturday," I told him, beijar his arm as he wrapped it around me. "We will be married." I heard his coração accelerate with excitement. "Thank-you," he said simply. I turned to kiss him and he kissed me back very eagerly. "So this is the beginning of your last week being my fiancee, I guess," he said. After a pause he added. "I don't mind." "And this the beginning of your last week as my fiancee. I don't mind that either." We laid in silence for a few minutes, until my eyes got too heavy to keep open.
I closed my eyes and slipped into unconsciousness...counting down the segundos in my sleep until I could finally be Mrs. Black.