Here it is: The long awaited, demanded Chapter 10!! Chapter 11 will follow shortly.


Jacob and I kept planning for hours in the cottage.
I decided that Mom, Aunt Rosalie, Aunt Alice, Grandma, Leah, and Emily would be my bridesmaids, and Jacob wanted Billy as a best man, and Dad, Uncle Emmett, Sam, Quil, Embry, and Seth as groomsmen. Uncle Jasper would read the vows. We wanted a house in Forks, in the woods, like Mom's and Dad's, but with a different design. Our interrests differed from theirs. We went to go see Grandma to tell her our plans for a house.
She and Aunt Alice were upstairs in Aunt Alice's room, with sheets of paper, sketches, and fabric samples scattered around them. This didn't intimidate me like I knew it would my mother. With a sigh, Jacob let go of me (the first time in almost a week) and kissed me, backing out of the room. "See you later," he whispered. I smiled at him, shaking my head. Afraid of Aunt Alice and her planning. How funny. I looked at some of the sketches while Grandma and Aunt Alice chatted.
"Wow!" I said, picking up a sketch. "I amor this design!"
"I knew you would, Nessie!" Aunt Alice beamed up at me. "Take a look at the others while you're at it, see if there's anything better."
After getting through all of the sketches, I still loved the one drawing. It was a white silk dress with a low neckline adorned with lace. The sleeves were going to be tight on my arms and wrists, with a little sewn-on coração button on the side of each cuff. The front had a sparkly, thin but not see-through fabric over the silk, which was decorated with beads and mais renda, rendas, laço that continued to the saia of the dress. The saia was the same silk fabric, with long thin triangular cutouts of the same fabric and design of the corpete showing through. The dress was off-the-shoulders and then in the back it was a pattern of crisscross cutouts leading towards the middle of my back. It was perfect for me.
"Definetly this one," I said, holding up the sketch.
Aunt Alice clapped her hands and danced towards me. "Great! Esme designed the front, but the back is my style. I'll get the fabrics and start on it tomorrow with the same designer who made Bella's dress."
I gave her a hug. "Thank-you both so much," I said. "I can't thank you enough. This wedding will be perfect."
"We're glad to do it," she said, hugging me back.
I had to drag Jacob into Aunt Alice's room to talk to Grandma about our house.
"Of course I'll build you two a house!" she said when we asked her. She hugged me, then Jacob. "It would be my pleasure. What do you have in mind?" she grabbed a sketchbook and looked at us expectantly.
"Whatever you think, Grandma," I told her. "You're the expert."
"Just make sure it has extra-high ceilings and huge beds," Jacob added. "I'm still growing, you know."
Grandma laughed and started sketching. "Will do." she looked up and we were still there, watching her plan our house. "Shoo, shoo!" she said. "It's a surprise!" We laughed with her, but obeyed. Aunt Alice wouldn't let us hang around either, so we went downstairs. Uncle Emmett sang the wedding march for us as we came down.
I rolled my eyes. "Shut up."
"I'll shut up if you let me read the vows." he looked at me hopefully.
I sighed. He'd been asking ever since we had asked Uncle Jasper.
"No."
He frowned. "Why not?"
"Because I'll laugh!"
His frown grew deeper. "I'm not that funny."
"Trust me, you are." Just the thought of having Emmett being solemn, leitura our wedding vows, nearly sent me into hysterics right then.
Uncle Emmett took a deep breath and sang the wedding march at the topo, início of his lungs. "DUM DUM DA DUM, DUM DA DUM DUM! DUM DUM DA DA DUM DA DUM DUM DA DUM!!!!!!!!!!!!" Jacob lunged for him, tackling him to the ground. Within segundos he had him pinned, one hand firmly over Uncle Emmett's mouth. "Shut. Up." Jacob panted. "Can I read the vows?" Emmett said, removing Jacob's hand and looking at me. I sighed. "Fine. But don't be too funny." Uncle Emmett grinned. "Thanks!"
Uncle Jasper came around the corner. Uncle Emmett struggled out of the pin Jacob had him in and hopped away before Jacob could get him again. "Hey, bro!" Uncle Emmett said, clapping Uncle Jasper on the shoulder. "I took you job. Guess you got bumped down to groomsman." Uncle Jasper looked at me. "Ness!" he complained. I threw my hands in the air. "He sang!" I said. "What was I supposed to do?" Uncle Jasper grinned at me. "Understandable." he agreed. "Make sure to send out lots of anti-laughter waves during the wedding," I told him, rolling my eyes in Uncle Emmett's direction. "Will do," Uncle Jasper said. He went upstairs, to check on Aunt Alice, I guessed.
It was getting late, and Jacob and I walked to the cottage again for the night. This time Mom and Dad were there with us. Jacob and I held hands, but he slept on the sofá that night.