Hey everyone! Long time no see. I had thoughts of not posting anything anymore, but this story is almost all written and I wanted to share it with you. Huge thank yous go out to Kasi and Nikki for being amazing! They have helped me so much and I know I can never thank them enough. Also thanks to savannavasmutsmut for the beta work she has done!

IMPORTANT AND MUST READ: Bella is only seventeen, but she married legally by state law. If this story is not for you please don't read.

I hope you enjoy this story and I will see you at the bottom!

BPOV

Today is my seventeenth birthday. Today is very special for many reasons. The biggest is my birthday and that means I get to eat cake. I will also find out the name of the man I will be marrying in two weeks. I'm very nervous and scared, yet excited. This is the year I have been waiting for. I'm ready to leave for a year and see a different part of the state. My mother told me all about her year away and when they came back, they had my brother, Emmett. I don't know what the family business is, but he's learning it and he will be getting married between the ages of twenty-three to twenty-five. At first, I thought it was weird knowing that I was getting married first, but it did make sense.

I have had many long talks with my parents about what is going to happen in my very near future. I knew what was expected of me and I knew our community laws inside and out, because I've been learning them since I was five. We were also taught the laws of the outside world. We had to follow those as well. The outsiders left us alone for the most part, but we have had some investigations go on. Once, for three months, child protective services came to check on all the children, but nothing came of it. We were all taken very good care of. Many people looked down on us getting married so young, but the way we do it is legal and no one is forced. I still have one year left of school, but I'll be finishing that in the outside world. I've never talked with outside kids before, so I was really excited to get to know a few of them.

My mom has made me an Oreo cake for my birthday and she just gave it to me. I can feel my father staring at me and I know our talk is going to begin. I hear him chuckle and when I looked up, he and Mom are smiling at one another. They have all these inside jokes that I will never understand. I was hoping for a fun loving marriage like my parents have.

"Well, birthday girl, I have the name of your husband," Dad says as I look at him.

"Do you know of him?" I ask knowing that lately outsiders were being let in due to the lack of men. It was easier to become a US citizen than it was to join our community.

"I do know him," Dad says, but doesn't saying anything else.

"Do you like him?"

"I know his father, but from what I know I would have to say, yes I like him," Dad says as I smile. "His name is Edward Cullen."

"Cool," I say as I eat more of my cake.

"You will be married on the twentieth," Mom says as I stare at her.

"That's next week…" I say knowing I should have two weeks.

"He is a couple years older than what most men are," Dad starts to say. I'm feeling a little nervous. "He's a doctor like his father, so he needed to get his degree before he could get married. He is starting at an office, so you need to be married and settled before he starts working."

"Oh…may I ask how much older he is?"

"He's twenty eight," my father said as I nodded. That wasn't too bad. I attended a wedding a few weeks ago and the man was thirty five. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," I say taking another bite of my cake.

"You have a very busy week ahead of you."

~WAW~

My mom wasn't joking either; my week was exhausting. We had seven days to fit fourteen days of preparation in. I had to attend two classes. One was a refresher course of how to be a wife and the other was about sex. I was nervous even more now. Being a wife was going to be hard, but I knew I could do it. I knew we needed to have a child or at least be pregnant by the time we returned. I had no doubts that we would work out. The founders chose husbands very well and there was only a slight chance we would have any problems. If for some reason my husband and I felt we could no longer be married, we are not allowed to return until we find a suitable partner. That partner would have to agree to be a part of the community and they would have to go through a year worth of classes to see if they would even be allowed to become a member. Honestly, I was hoping that was something I didn't have to do. I was looking forward to coming home and starting my life.

Today is my wedding. I have completed my classes passing everything with flying colors. I was starting to think that the classes were a way to prove you really wanted marriage. I honestly didn't know what would happen if you were to fail. The day after my birthday I was measured for my dress and my mother was going to be showing it to me. The dresses are very simple and innocent. I had no doubt it would be beautiful.

I have been up since six getting ready. It's eight o'clock and my hair and makeup are done. The town will be meeting in an hour for our wedding. I'm nervous and excited to start this journey as a woman and wife. My mom walks in with tears in her eyes as she holds my dress.

"It's time," she says with a happy smile. "You ready for this?"

"As I ever will be," I tell her as we laugh.

She smiles as she unzips the garment bag. Like I knew it would be, the dress is plain white. She helps put it over my head and I smile at how it fits. The dress is floor length and the sleeves of the dress just cover my shoulders. Once the dress is in place, my mother ties a beaded sash around my waist making the dress even prettier.

"I love it," I say with a smile.

"You look so beautiful," she says as she wipes tears that have fallen. "Time goes so fast."

"I'm going to be back before you know it," I tell her as I give her hug.

"Your husband is very handsome," she says as I laugh a little. "I saw him in the hallway."

"Good to know, but does it really matter?" I ask as she smiles sweetly.

"We have done such an amazing job with you," she says kissing my cheek. "No, it doesn't matter, but it does help if you are attracted to the person." I just nod not truly understanding what she is saying. There is a reason the two of us were put together and I know I would never complain.

As soon as my father knocks on the door, he comes in and approves the way I look before we head to the town hall. We pull in and I'm a little overwhelmed by the amount of people. I've been to many weddings, but there never seemed to be so many people.

"Are there extra people here?" I ask as Dad pulls up to the door.

"Just the normal," Dad says as Mom opens my door. I guess it was different when you were the person getting married.

Once I'm out of the car, Mom and I stand outside the door of the town hall. She hands me a bouquet of flowers that are sitting on a chair. She gives me a little pep talk, but I can't seem to concentrate on her words. I hear soft music coming from inside and my heart starts to race. I know within the hour I will be Isabella Cullen.

"It's time," Dad says as he interlocks our arms. He and Mom open the doors and I'm overwhelmed at the number of people looking at me. I blush and look to the floor. I'm too nervous to look anyone in the eyes. I was now worried I was going to trip and embarrass my family.

As we come to a stop at the front of the building, I take a deep breath and look up at my very soon to be husband. My eye widen at the sight. I was pretty sure he was the most beautiful man in the world. He had short reddish-brown hair, piercing green eyes, and the face of an angel. He gives me a tight lip smile and a nod in greeting. I just stare at him like an idiot.

Okay this is the end of chapter one! I do NOT have a schedule for posting yet. My life has been super crazy as of lately. You may get one a week or you may get two, I just can't promise right now. The best place to talk to me is on my Facebook group and the link is on my profile.