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"And I'm all done." A sigh leaves my mouth, as I shake my head slowly before looking up at Rachel Black. She had on a silky purple dress that touched the ground but didn't drag. Her hair in a perfect, secured bun. Not a hair out of place. Her skin flawless and tan, and a triumphant smile was on her face.

She turns my chair, letting me face the mirror, and a gasp leaves my mouth, as I look at myself. I didn't know the woman who was looking at me. She was so flawless, beautiful, and perfect. My hair was perfectly curled, resting lightly on my shoulders. A light shade of purple eye shadow applied to my eyes. Red lipstick on my lips. My skin shining, looking lighter than usual. And there was a genuine smile gracing my lips.

"Rach, oh my god! You didn't have to do all of this!" I exclaim, not able to take my eyes from the mirror, looking at the goddess who possessed it. I still couldn't get over how beautiful she was. How beautiful I was. I look at Rachel before pulling her in for a hug. This was all done because of her. She was the bestest friend a girl could ask for! I feel her push me away gently.

"No, stop it, Leah!" She yells, narrowing her eyes at me. "You're going to ruin my masterpiece, and it took me two and a half hours to do!" Then a smile appears on her face as well. "And I did have to do this. Not only as your best friend, but also as your maid of honor." Then Rachel pretends to give me an air hug, in which I snort in response.

It was true, Rachel Black was going to be my maid of honor. Today was my wedding day. That one special day for a woman that should be remembered forever and should be cherished. A day full of happiness, joy, and love. Though just like everything else in my fucking life, it was the opposite for me.

The council had decided that they were tired of Jacob Black brooding over the infamous Bella fucking Swan. Not only that, but they wanted the strongest wolves to reproduce and make the best babies thy would most likely have the wolf gene. Since I am the only female, they say I'm supposed to be the alpha female, and that mating with Jacob would produce the genes that they needed in the pack.

Jake and I both had fought as hard as we could to try and keep this from happening, but we were unsuccessful. The elders had made their mind, and they damn well were keeping it. Sure as hell, half a year later we were actually getting married. May as well make the best of it.

"I got the dress for you," a voice sings coming into the room before closing the door behind them. I look to see Kim, Jared's imprint. She was short with long, black hair touching her waist. She had on a lavender purple dress as well. Her crossing in the front and the front only touching below her knees while the back went all the way down. At first she was really shy, not truly knowing what to do, but after a while and a little coaxing, she became the girl that we now loved.

I looked at the dress Kim held in her hand and gasped, having forgotten how truly remarkable the dress was. It was perfectly white without any hint of dirtiness to it. It was feathered in the front, where my breasts would go, covering them and leaving much to the imagination. The rest of it framed my body perfectly, showing my curves but also showing how lean and skinny I was. It dragged in the back for about five feet. It was beautiful!

"I still can't believe how amazing and gorgeous this dress is," I say, shaking my head slightly and blushing. I was so happy for listening to Rachel now and picking this dress instead of the large poofy one I had wanted. This was way better by far, and I was positive of that.

"It would be prettier if you got your ass in it!" Rachel exclaims, rolling her eyes and taking the dress from Kim before pushing it into my arms. Her eyes narrowed at me, as she put her hands on her hips and waited.

Kim giggled. "Leah, you better go before she kicks your ass," she suggests, putting a hand over her mouth to hold in her laugh.

"Nobody can beat my fucking ass!" I state.

"Leah, now!" Rachel shouts.

I roll my eyes before walking into the small closed off area we had in the room. The only thing that separates being a small cream colored shower curtain. Inside there was a chair along with a mirror and a hook to put clothes. Nothing big, just a basic dressing room.

Proceeding to dress, I take off my cut of shorts, I had put on along with my plain, white t-shirt. Then I slipped the dress on, making sure not to let it touch it touch my face since I knew Rachel would freak out.

When I finished, I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled, shaking my head. Natural blush rising on my cheeks. I looked like a total different Person. My usual straight hair now curled up. My face usually so make up less now was filled with just enough make-up to make me look beautiful. The scowl that was usually on my face was now curved up into a smile. My usual attire of shorts and a t-shirt now changed for the long elegant dress I now had on. In one word, it was beautiful. I was a completely new Leah, and no one could ruin this moment for me.

After opening the curtain, I walked out to show Rachel and Kim. Their jaws dropped. I laughed slightly before rolling my eyes and spinning around in my dress. It was my day after all. At the least, I should feel beautiful.

"Wow, Leah you look pretty," Kim compliments before giving me a small wink and twirling her finger, gesturing for me to spin once more. I follow her command with a small twirl.

"Pretty," Rachel scoffs, looking at Kim. "Girl you look hot! I never thought you would get married before me. Especially to my brother!"

"It's okay," I tell her. "Paul's gonna pop the question one day."

"Yeah, whatever," she snorts before giving me a small kiss on the cheek, making sure not to smudge anything. "Anyway it's your day not mine. It's all about you."

"Damn well it is!" I turn my head to look at the door, seeing Bridget, one of my bridesmaid. We had met a year ago when I was still miserable over Sam. I had tried to be a bitch to her, but she saw right through it, bitching back until we both ended up laughing, instantly clicking. She had been the first reason I had laughed in two years. Doing something everybody had tried to do for years, and I was glad for her.

Bridget had her bright, blonde hair in a simple style, easily putting it in a fishtail braid. Her dress lavender like the rest of the bridesmaids. Her dress was short, coming just below her knees though puffy at the top to cover her cleavage. Her blue eyes popping out with the smoky black mascara she had on. She had on white heels and a white clutch in her hand.

"Bridget!" I exclaim, giving her a small hug, making sure not to mess anything up because I knew Rachel would fret. Bridget put a hand on my shoulder. "Hey, wedding girl," she greets with a smile on her face. "You know everyone is waiting on you. Especially your brother. He's waiting to walk you down the isle."

I nod. Since my father wasn't hear, Seth would be taking his place to walk me down the isle. He had actually insisted to, trying to make this day the best one of my life and knowing I needed to walk down the isle with someone. "Is Riley here?" I ask.

Riley was Embry's imprint and Bridget's younger sister. She was a sweet girl, only seveneteen, just having graduated from high school. We had hit it off too. She was so calm and collected about everything unless she was furious with someone which didn't happen much. She was just as wild as all of us though she couldn't do all of the things we did.

"Of course. She's with Emily, making sure she doesn't cause any damn trouble in that fucling sweet ways of hers."

My mother had forced me to make Emily my final bridesmaid due to the fact that I was getting married and way over the fact that she had stole my prior fiancée. It had hurt at first, but I felt nothing for him now. There was only a dull feeling when I thought about him, and for that my mom said it was necessary to invite Emily to be my bridesmaid since she had done the same for me, though I didn't agree. It wasn't like we were going to be friends or anything.

"The bitch kept trying to get in here and see you. Riley decided to call her the fuck down before I punch her already ugly face. Then she'll have two scars to be damn sad about!" Bridget says, rolling her eyes before looking at me again.

"She better not," Rachel challenges. She hated Emily just as much as I did. She couldn't believe what she had done for me. And to think we had been the three musketeers at one point in her lives. We didn't need Emily nor want her anymore. She could go fuck herself.

I look over at at Kim, who ha been quiet for a while. She was fiddling her fingers, not even looking up. Kim still liked Emily, and they were friends though not as close to as she was with all of us. Several times she tried to convince us to let Emily into the group, saying she needed more girl friends since she was with the boys all the time. But I had flat out refused. Why should I? She didn't give a fuck about me when she stole my fiancée from me.

"Anyway, I'm ready," I say taking a deep breath and glancing at myself once more in the mirror. Still looked beautiful. So far so good.

"Bout time, let's go," Bridget says.

The four of us walked out of the room into the small hallway where there was an entrance into the place where I would be getting married in a few short minutes. Seth was waiting out there. He had on a lavender suit with a lavender tie since the theme of the wedding was lavender and white. He turned his head to look at us, a smile gracing his face. He was always smiling and making the best of everything. He made other people wan to do it, too. I loved him so much.

"We have to go, Leah," Rachel states looking at me. "We have to wait out there for you."

"Okay," I tell them nodding my head.

"See ya in a minute. Enjoy getting married okay," Kim tells me, before giving me an air kiss and following Rachel.

"You better hurry your little ass you there and not keep me waiting either," Bridget says glaring at me before hurrying to catch up with them. I watched before turning to Seth and squeezing his hand.

"I think I'm ready," I tell him, as I wrap an arm with his.

"Then let's go."

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