Duh, duh, duh, DUH!! Drum roll please!! I'm now presenting you all with the very first one-shot. This is so very exciting for me to repost it, so prettyprettypretty please review and give me lotsa support to keep going with this. I cannot accept auditions anymore so I will now just be writing one-shots about people I just happen to have information about (winkwink). So, without further ado, I give you Ballet Lessons featuring Hannah (MrandMrsEdwardCullen) and Nate.

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"Hannah," her mom called from down the stairs, "hurry up! We've got to get you to the studio before Janine throws a hissy fit!" She closed up her acrylics and put the canvas on a bookshelf to let it dry. Grabbing her toe-shoes and newest CD with several different songs she wanted to dance to on it, she ran to the car, tripping slightly on the doorjamb.

"Ouch!" she stumbled a bit, but recovered quickly and continued to the car. She smiled at her mom when she hopped in and put her CD in the player. "So mom, I'm going to play some of the songs I might do for the recital, just tell me if any of them completely suck." Hannah hit play and Yiruma's, 'Kiss the Rain' trickled out of the speakers. Her mom closed her eyes for a moment at a stoplight and took in the complex simplicity of the sad-sounding song.

BEEP! BEEP, BEEP!! Several cars began honking and Hannah looked up, "Oops! Mom, the lights green now." She opened her eyes blushing and hit the gas. Just a few minutes later, they arrived at the Private Ballet Studio and saw Janine, Hannah's instructor, with her hands on her hips and tapping her foot impatiently.

"Uh-oh," Hannah whimpered in the seat and slid down, trying to hide her face from the glare of her teacher. They were only three minutes late, but Janine had called earlier telling Hannah that she had a new student she wanted Hannah to help get warmed up. Oh, well! There was nothing she could do now…

She opened the car door and walked over to meet her doom. "Hey Janine! How are-"

"You're late." Her arms crossed, elbows jutting out in sharp angles.

"I know, I'm really sorry. I got caught up in my painting and-"

"I don't care, you've got to urry up and change. Mr. Grey's been waiting for his lesson."

"Okay…wait. Lesson?! I though I was just getting him warmed up for you!" Hannah had never taught someone before and didn't know exactly what would happen.

Janine shoved her in the changing room without answering. While she was just finishing tying up her shoes, Janine rapped sharply on the door several times, "Hurry up!"

"Coming," she said as she tied the last shoe in a bow. When Hannah walked out, Janine practically pounced on her. She dragged her by the arm to the door of the second studio where she jerked to a stop.

"Okay Hannah, listen and listen well. If this boy asks you something, you tell him exactly what he wants to hear and if he needs something, you get it. Got it?" Hannah looked back, frightened. "I said, YOU GOT IT?" Janine practically shouted. All Hannah could manage was a nod.

"Good. If you mess this up, you're fired!"

"B-but, I don't work her…" her voice kind of faded out at that point.

"I don't care! Make it work! Teach him anything or everything. Anything and everything! Just make him happy!" With that she shoved Hannah through the door and pressed her ear up against it to hear the goings on.

Hannah blinked at her new surroundings. "Hey," a voice said, "are you my teacher?"

"Yeah, I-" she stopped when she saw the face of her student.

"Are you okay?" he asked, "Do you need something? Water?"

"I-I'm supposed to ask you that." She said breathlessly, "You-you-you…Grey?" Her face was contorted in confusion.

He laughed quietly and looked down, shy, "Uh, yeah. I'm…Grey. Nate is actually what most people call me, but I guess Grey works, too."

Hannah laughed nervously, now understanding Janine's strange behavior. She took a breath and tried speaking like a normal person, "Um, I'm Hannah. Your…instructor." She frowned at the formal word.

"Right. And I'm Nate, your student." This time they both laughed. Hannah dared a small smile.

"So," she began, "what are you here to learn? I can teach you whatever you'd like me to."

"Well, my manager sent me here actually. To learn 'basic dancing skills that I do not possess' if you want an exact quote. Apparently, I suck at dancing. So if you could help me at all, that would be great."

"Uh, sure. I can do that. We'll start with ballet then, I guess. Since I'm dressed and everything, you know." She gestured to her leotard, skirt, and shoes and then pulled at the hem of her skirt nervously.

"Yeah, that sounds great," Nate said.

"So…do you know of the five basic ballet positions?"

"Uh…no."

She laughed and he followed suit. "Ok, so first position, you put your arms like this." After about twenty minutes of a crash course in basic ballet, Hannah plugged in the CD player and told Nate to step back for a minute. She pressed play and 'Kiss the Rain' poured out once again. "Okay, just watch this. I'm going to show you how to make things flow better together."

She began an intricate dance, knowing it all by heart. Her dancer's body, long and billowy, floated across the floor in ease. Hannah found herself lost in the music and dancing and closed her eyes. She imagined herself on a stage, dancing professionally, perhaps for the Nutcracker? Oh, how good it felt to dance freely, not to worry about anyone watching or-

"Hey, that was beautiful." She opened her eyes as she felt two hands grasp her shoulders.

"Sorry, I forgot where I was. I didn't mean to run into you. I should've paid more attention to where I was."

"No. No, it's fine. I was kind of hypnotized by your dancing. I only wish I could dance like that. It think it would make me so happy; you looked so at peace." He smiled down at her.

"Excuse me!!" the two jumped apart, Nate taking his hands off Hannah's shoulders, and Hannah ripping her eyes away from Nate's.

"Yes, Janine," she whispered politely.

"I need to talk to you for a moment please, Hannah." Her smile was almost as fake as her syrupy sweet voice. "It will just be a moment, Mr. Grey." She closed the door around and her smile faded away. "What are you doing?! This is not time for you to show off! You're teaching and are supposed to be doing that and nothing more!" Janine half-whispered, half-yelled at Hannah and was burning a hole in her head with the glare she was giving.

"Ok, I got it. I'm going back to teaching now." She brushed past a shell-shocked Janine and into the studio again. "Sorry, that was just a…misunderstanding."

Nate smiled and shook his head, "It's okay. I know what it's like to be bossed around and yelled at. You okay though?"

"Yep, let's just get back to dancing before she comes back." She walked over to Nate, took his hand, and led him to the center of the mirrored room. "Okay, now, you saw how to make everything flow with just me, right?" Nate nodded, smiling at the touch of her hand, "Ok, making a dance flow between two people is a little harder, but even more fun to do and to watch than a dance with one person."

"So, for your routine, are there any…uh, lifts? I think that's what they're called." He waited patiently for her answer.

"Uh," she closed her eyes to visualize the movements in her head, "yes. There's five different lifts, actually. But we don't need to worry about that today…"

"But I think it would be really neat. Are you sure we can't do lifts today?" he pouted at her and she felt her heart melt on the spot.

"Um, no. Yeah! Wait! I mean, yes. We can if you'd like to. But are you sure you can lift me? It's pretty hard to do."

"I think I'll manage. Look at these guns!" he jokingly flexed his muscles, but Hannah's heart pounded when he did so. She laughed at him, though, as he waggled his eyebrows and struck several poses. He began to be even sillier, now striking runway poses, and she was gasping for breath because she was laughting so hard. Soon, he couldn't stand it anymore and laughed along with her.

"You should've seen your face when you were striking model poses," Hannah squealed out between breaths. She grabbed her stomach and started taking deep breaths to calm herself down. For a while she closed her eyes and when she opened them, Nate was sitting only inches away from her. She looked at his eyes and then couldn't look away. It was like she was drowning in a vat of warm dark chocolate, and it took over her every sense. It was as though she could smell it, taste it, feel the warmth touch her heart.

"Um," she snapped out of her trance, shaking her head and listening to Nate, "do you think we should start before Janine comes back again?" He hated to get up, but the guys would kill him if he didn't learn more dancing.

"Yeah. Where were we?" she still seemed dazed.

"Lifts."

"Oh, right. Um, well, if you put your hand on my hip, "she took his hand and placed it on her hip, "and the other under my arm, "he put his hand gently on her left arm, opposite the hand on her right hip, "Yep. Just like that. Then you kind of spin and lift." He took off spinning around and around. Hannah twisted her legs and arm to pose until he set her down.

"That was…really good." Hannah said, surprised. "Do you wanna try another?"

"Yes," Nate spoke enthusiastically.

"Okay, um…this one you'll need to lift me above your head. Can you do that?" He nodded. "Okay, I'm going to put out the mat first so I don't die." The two dragged the mat over and she explained the lift to him, "So when I come at you, you lift and hold me up. Then, to get me down, you kind of toss me up and catch me."

"Okay, let's go." She smiled and moved to the other side of the room.

"You ready?" she asked.

"Yep," Nate opened his arms and she ran into them. He placed his hands on her waist and lifted her right up.

"You did it!" Hannah smiled down at him, "Okay, now just try and throw me up a little so you can catch me." He did as she said but somehow his foot got caught and instead of catching her, he fell on top of her.

"Ooops." They both laughed and sat up.

"It's okay." Hannah reassured him, "After all, that is what the mat is for." She smiled and he smiled back.

"Hey, Hannah?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks," Nate said before quickly kissing her on the lips. Hannah's eyes went really wide and she touched her lips.

"You're welcome," she gasped.

Nate laughed and stood up. He offered her a hand and she gladly took it. "So…you think you're ready for a little hip-hop?" Hannah's eyes sparkled.

"Yeah, I've still got all day." Hannah turned on the music and started dancing, more relaxed and happy than ever before.

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