Epov
"Mother I really don't feel like dancing" I explained.
My mother was begging for me to go down stairs, to the ball.
"Edward please", she pleaded.
"Sorry mother" my answer was going to stay no all night.
Bpov
My mother and father had to practically drag me to the ball. So, here I was, standing in a corner, I hadn't been asked to dance all night. I was bored so, I started naming people as they twirled pass me. Slowly it dawned on me Edward wasn't even at his own ball! Why did he not have to come!? Oh right because he was a guy, and got to do as he pleased!
Epov
"Edward" my father called out. "What's this I hear about you not coming to the ball?"
"I just don't like dancing father" I explained for the third time tonight.
"Come on Edward."
"Where are we going father."
"We are going to the ball" he announced.
I groaned.
Bpov
I had named off everyone and know I was looking for Edward so I wouldn't be the only person here against their free will. I and Edward didn't get along to well. Ever since he pushed me in the mud, getting me in so much trouble, when I was six. I quickly scanned the room. Then I spotted him. He was so handsome; he had a black tux on with shiny black shoes. What!!?? That's my enemy, stop thinking like that Bella!!
Epov
I was going to hate myself for following my father. As I walked down the stairs I saw her. Isabella looked ravishing. She was wearing a off-the shoulder, v-neck, hoopskirt dress with a small white broach on it. I suddenly felt like I was flying. I never took took my eyes off of her, as I approached Isabella.