Title: Different Steps

Rating: M for later chapters

Pairing: Edward/Leah

Summary: Leah Clearwater is street dancer and Edward Cullen does ballet. When they meet at a costume party the sparks fly. Will the two polar opposites admit how they feel about each other when they are forced to work together in one of their dance classes? Or would they rather keep up the stereo type of street dancers and ballet dancers having to be enemies?

Disclaimer: I do not own anyone or anything from Twilight!

They say that music is the song of the soul. It can be used to describe almost every kind of mood or atmosphere there is in a certain situation. The same goes for dancing. Different types of dances are used for different occasions. They can be used in times of celebrations such as weddings or birthday parties. Many people listen to music and dance when they feel extremely happy or feel like they need to celebrate one thing or another.

They can be used in times of mourning or loss as well. Many ancient cultures would dance at burials. They believed it to be a good way to honor the spirit of whoever had passed away. To dance would be a way to show them how much they would be missed. It was a tribute to their memories. A way to ensure they'd never be forgotten. Some cultures in other countries still kept up with that particular tradition.

The styles of dances varied. There were so many different forms of dancing these days. Some people would dance ballet. They felt it to be the best way to express themselves. A lot of people who did ballet would say it reminded them of art. Since they couldn't write or paint, this is the only way they could find to express the things they felt or things which they desired to say.

It was a beautiful form of art if you could get in to it. Every move had to be perfect or it could destroy the whole point of what you wanted to say with the song. Sometimes it could take months to get everything planned out the way you wanted it to go. So much time went in to the planning that one mistake or one non completely thought out move could change the course of the whole dance.

Their were other people who preferred to dance to what they called free style or hip hop. Unlike ballet, free style wasn't really planned out unless it was for a certain event or competition. The thing about free style is you couldn't plan everything out with perfect timing. Sometimes you had to think on the spot and use whatever came in to your mind first. It took a quick mind to be able and free style. You had to be open to different styles of dance. If you were stuck on one then usually it would not end well for you.

Many street dancers would take different kinds of dance and incorporate them together in to something knew and exciting. No form of dance was safe when it came to street dancers. They would take everything and use it. Sometimes they would use props and other times they would rely on themselves. That's the fun thing about free style. You could do whatever you wanted since there was not a firm set of rules in place.

Forks school of the arts had many different classes. They had ones for painters, sculptures, singers, actors, musicians, and even dancers. Most of the students would get along since they all loved art in some form or another. Though there were some groups who just couldn't seem to find even ground. The street dancers and the ballet students seemed to have a mutual hate on hate relationship. There was absolutely no love loss between the two groups.

The school founders tried every means possible to get the students from both groups to get along and yet nothing ever seemed to work. The kids would find one thing or another to argue over and eventually it would turn in to an argument about the different kinds of dancing. Every thing would always come back to dancing for the students at Forks. It looked like the rivalry was doomed to go on forever. Nothing anyone did could change the feelings of the dance student population.

Take this moment as a perfect example. The halls where bustling with students as classes switched and so far, there hadn't been a fight. It was a record that nobody had broken out in to a fist fight. Usually the first fight would take place before the first bell rang. Today it seemed as if there may not be any fights. Carlisle Cullen wondered if his students had been switched with zombies.

Everything had been going fine until Edward Cullen accidently bumped in to Leah Clearwater. Immediately the sparks indicating a fight began to simmer. The russet skinned female who was dressed in ripped jeans and punk band half shirt with black converse sneakers on her feet, dropped her book filled bag as Jacob Black and Paul Meraz quickly flanked to her sides.

Emmett McCarty Cullen and Jasper Hale copied them and took a stance next to Edward. They both had their arms crossed as well. Everyone knew Jacob Black and Jasper Hale had a problem with each other. Jasper was a guitar player and Jacob played drums. They had been friends in the past until Jasper got asked to join a band a Jacob hadn't. Jake thought Jasper had stabbed him in the back and hated him ever since.

Emmett McCarty Cullen was Edward's adopted brother and he didn't really have a major. He did a little bit of everything. The teachers hated working with him because he always felt the need to try and add on to whatever they asked him to do. Right now he was more in to sculpting than anything else. Jasper and Edward joked it was due to the fact he got to work with naked women. Emmett hadn't been able to disagree.

Paul Meraz was a tap dancer and Leah's cousin. They had both been raised like siblings because Paul's parents died in a boating accident when he was five. He had been raised by the Clearwater's and so he saw himself as a brother to Leah and Seth. That meant he was very protective of Leah. Not as protective as her best friend Jacob, but still pretty damned close. If anybody messed with her they would get his meaty fist in their face.

Edward Cullen who did ballet, looked at the street dancing girl. He shook his head as he tried to think of a way to avoid conflict. He loved his daily arguing sessions with Leah Clearwater, but he did not enjoy the lectures he got from his father. Carlisle would always say they needed unity among the students. What he didn't understand was in order to have unity, ever needed to agree they wanted it. The students of Forks, well the street dancers and ballet dancers, hated the idea of unity. Especially with each other. They would rather fight until the end.

"Sorry." He muttered and tried to walk past her.

"For someone who claims to be a good dancer, you sure have fucking sucky reflexes." The native American street dancer snapped at him as he tried to pass her. "Next time watch were you park your fucking feet will you?"

All the politeness drained from the ballet dancer when he heard her speak. He rounded on her so quickly it shocked her. She hadn't known he could move that fast. "I thought you street kids were the ones who thought quick on your feet? If you have a problem with the way I move, then don't get in my damned way!"

Leah scoffed and rolled her eyes. She let her eyes flicker over the bronze haired ballet dancer. She hated Edward fucking Cullen. Him and his pack of snobby know it all friends. He thought just because his daddy was dean of the school that he could do whatever he wanted with no consequences. He thought it was okay to treat her and her friends like dirt simply because they were different and did not fall in to the perfect circle like he and his buddies seemed to.

"I don't think I can move. I know I can Cullen." She corrected him snapped her fingers before doing what Edward called her seizure imitating dance moves.

"Mimicing an epeleptic fit is not dancing." He told her before looking around to make sure he had room. Seeing the hall pretty much clear, he did a perfect pirouette before going to stand in front of her again. "That is dancing Clearwater."

The brown eyed street dancer smirked and did her own version of a pirouette. She of course hadn't really been trying and so it looked quite silly just as she had planned. "Gay, gay, gay, and oh did I mention gay?"

"Know a lot about gay Leah?" Jasper smirked and went to stand in front of his friend. "Your ex girlfriend says that you weren't very good at it."

All playfulness left Leah Clearwater's face. She wasn't lesbian, but she was openly bisexual. She and Jasper's sister Rosalie had been together during the summer only for Rose to cheat on her with Riley Beirs. The female street dancer had been crushed. She would never say it out loud, but she had started to fall for Rosalie Hale.

"Since your sister is a slut I don't really take her opinion of me very seriously." She wouldn't show how much his comment had stung. She wouldn't react at all to anything he said to her.

"Better a slut than a cold hearted harpy." The honey blond snapped as he his blazed in anger due to the comment about his sister.

"Jazz dude ease off." Edward mumbled to his friend when Carlisle walked by and gave his son a look stating there better not be trouble. "We better to get to class. Clearwater keep practicing and maybe one of these you will be a real dancer."

She never got a chance to reply because the bell rang and everyone needed to head to class or face the wrath of Carlisle Cullen. Leah cast one last glance in Cullen's direction before shaking her head and going towards her class room. This next class was a free period and so she went in to one of the many studio's and put a CD in the stereo. She let the music take her over as she tried to forget everything Jasper Hale and Edward Cullen had said. They could get bent for all she cared.

TBC...

AN: So this is the introduction to my new Edward/Leah AH story. I hope that you all like it. I know it started a bit weirdly, but it will get better I promise! I just wanted to show how street dancers and ballet dancers don't get along. That is very important for this story. Anyways, let me know what you think so far. I know I shouldn't be starting another story and yet this wouldn't get out of my fucking head. I had to write it.

Next chapter is a masquerade school dance. Wonder what will happen. *evil but happy laugh* I know what's gonna happen and I cannot wait to write to that chapter!

Please R&R like always!

Preview for the next chapter:

"You going to this dance Lee?"

"Probably Jake. Why do you care anyways? I thought dances weren't your thing?"

"Geeze Lee, don't shoot me for being curious."

"Don't get so defensive or I may think you've turned in to a girl."

"Would you like me better if I were a chick?"

"Ha ha..Real funny Jacob."

AND

"Would you like to dance?"

"I don't dance with strangers."

"Maybe you should."

"Why is that? So I can be kidnapped and tortured by some creep."

"Of course not. maybe you should because it could surprise you."

"You think you're going to surprise me?"

"I think I could if you give me a chance."