And so it starts... I'm really bogged down with school work so I'm not sure when I'll get the next chapter out. Sorry.
But enjoy anyway. It will only be a matter of time.
"Are you really going to dance with her?" Will asked, a smile dancing on his lips.
"Of course I am," Jem replied, "and you are too."
"Why?" Will whined in the childish tone he only used with Jem. "I don't even know HOW to dance."
"Will," Jem firmly replied, "you must dance with her, if not out of respect for her than at least out of respect for me."
Will shrugged, "Fine, but could you at least give me dance lessons? The last time I danced was at that Christmas party years ago when I made up that musical about the Lightwoods."
"Okay, lets start you with a simple step." Jem smiled.
Will strode to meet Jem on the dance floor.
The Ballroom at the Institute was seldom used, and a layer of dust coated everything, bathing everything in a silvery light.
"Ok, since I'll be the girl you wrap your arms around my waist like this." Jem said, placing Will's hands on his lower back. "And I," Jem continued, "put my hands on your back and shoulders, as Tessa of course."
They started slowly moving to a beat only they could hear. Gradually gaining speed. Great clouds of dust spun up and fell like snow as their feet danced by. Soon they slowed down as Jem taught Will a slower step.
Will let out a sigh.
"What? Something's wrong." Jem whispered, still out of breath.
"It's about your relationship with Tessa." Will started, "It's not that I don't want you both to be happy. It's just that..."
They both stopped moving completly. Their hands still resting on each other. Jem nodded and squeezed Will's shoulder reassuringly.
Will took a deep breath. "I love-"
He was cut off by Jem pressing his lips to his.
Will pressed back. Jem tasted coppery, like blood. And something else. Something intoxicating and strong.
Suddenly the door swung open and Tessa stood on the threshold.