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Esmerelda Swan
I step out of my bathroom, and see Bree ready for the wedding too.

"You look amazing, Bree." I coo as I fix my own hair, Rosalie is doing Bella's.

"Thanks." Bree smiles. "You do, too. Mom, can you straighten my hair?"

I sit Bree in front of my vanity, and I grab my heated straightener. Bree must have plugged it in while I was showering and getting myself ready. I smile at the young Vampire in the mirror, and I straighten her hair. Bree didn't ask to be a vampire, Victoria stole that choice from her.

"Here we go," I say softly as we finish. "People are arriving. Let's go down."

Bree takes my hand, and we go downstairs. Emmett smiles at the two of us, in his very nice tuxedo. I spot Maverick with Rosalie. They must have just finished with Bella.

"Let's fins our seats," I say to Bree. "I think it's about to begin."

Bree and I find our seats, with Emmett. Bree and Emmett have placed me in the middle, because Emmett didn't want near the wolves, and Bree likes sitting at the end of the isle.

"Don't let me fall, Dad." I hear Bella say.

"Never." I hear Charlie say; and I smile.

Everyone stands as the bridal march begins, and Emmett's hands rest on my waist. My hairs rest on Bree's shoulders as the French doors open. Charlie steps out with Bella, who looks beautiful in her dress.

"She is so beautiful!" Bree coos.

"I know." I reply with a smile. "Absolutely beautiful."

We all sit after Charlie gives the bride away, and he sits beside Renée. Bree grabs my hand as the cows behind, and Emmett grabs my other. My vampire family is the absolute best.

"Hey," Jacob greets me as I enter the house after the kiss. "I heard you're engaged."

"Emmett proposed yesterday." I smile. "I see you're healed from your broken ribs."

"Yep," Jacob replies as we see Bree chatting with Jessica Stanley. "Bree is a lot like you, ya know? Talkative, free minded, keeps to herself like the average thirteen year olds and a little spitfire."

"So everyone has been telling me." I reply eh a smirk. "I'm inviting you to my wedding, prepare for an invite and don't run away this time."

"Bella, follow me." I say, i doubt Jacob around front. "I have your present from me around front."

I grab Bella's wrist, and drag her around front with Bree on our tails. She knows it's Jacob, she wants to see it all go down.

"Best man couldn't afford a tux," Jacob says in a smug tone. 

"Jacob!" Bella exclaims as she jumps in Jacob's arms.

"What are you doing here?" Bella asks as she pulls away from the hug.

"Came to see if you were still human," Jacob sass while chuckling.

"That wasn't funny," Bree whispers to me.

"I know, Bree." I reply, sending daggers towards Jacob.

"Edward won't change me," Bella shrugs.

"This wedding was your death wish!" Jacob yells.

I go to punch him, but Bree grabs my arm. Jacob grabs Bella's arm rough, but Bree keeps a hold on me. Edward flashes over, and Jacob yells at him.

"Jacob!" Sam's authoritative voice demands as he steps out of the shrubs, Bree has finally let me go. "Let's go. Bella is no longer out concern."

Jacob glares at Edward before going towards the shrubs.

"Seth, come on." Sam says. "Hello, Esmerelda. Hello, Bree." Then they're gone.

"I'm sorry for bringing him." I frown.

Bella just hugs me. "It was good seeing him."

Bree hugs me towards the blacktop, where we are seeing the newly weds. Alice has done made it clear, we are begging the plans of the other Cullen / Swan wedding tomorrow.

I sit on the couch with Bree while Alice decides to begin the planning early. Bree is excited to be apart of the wedding. She decided on bridesmaid because Alice claimed maid of honor. Alice claimed maid of honor right after Emmett proposed and I said yes.

"Alice...." I sigh. "Are you going to let me help?"

"No." Alice declares in her sweet voice. "Bree, though, can help. You go sleep. You can help me tomorrow."

I sigh before climbing the stairs, Emmett's already on my bed reading a book. I wrap myself in his arms.

"Alice is having Bree help with our wedding." I whisper before falling asleep.

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