Title-Her
Pairing-Rosalie/Esme
Word count-2531
Rating-M
Summary-"Her voice was beautiful and sweet, the one saving grace in my burning hell." An idea of how Rosalie changed into a vampire. RosaliexEsme

Authors note-This was my story for the Twilight In The Closet Slash competition. I have edited a few things which didn't make sense before! Anyway, shout out to the contest- .net/u/2424392/intheclosetcontest

Rosalie's Point of View

I first saw her at a party. My first thought was that she was beautiful. She was wearing a purple dress with a silver bow. Her hair was in a bun.

She was standing with the new doctor, Dr Cullen, and a boy who looked to be his son, I did not know his name. Or hers.

She looked bored out of her mind, but she stayed where she was. I was guessing she was the dutiful trophy wife, stored in the apartment and only brought out on special occasions. You know, the kind of wife who never says anything but manages to laugh in all the right places and make lovely profiteroles? How wrong I was to be proven.

She walked up to me and smiled. My heart skipped a beat. I saw the sons eyes darken and naturally thought that she was here to ask me to dance with him. I was disappointed but still delighted to speak to her. I plastered on my biggest smile and greeted her, "Hello Ma'am. Having fun to-"

She cut me off short. "Rosalie Hale, isn't it?"

"Umm... Yes." I replied, surprised.

"I'm Esme. Esme Cullen. I was wondering if you would do me the pleasure of dancing?" She asked.

I was stunned. I liked women but I had never been asked to dance by another woman. "Sure." I stammered nervously.

She took me up into a waltz. The dance of the evening. She danced wonderfully, her steps were beautiful and graceful.

I was sad when the dance was over.

She gestured towards the bar and I followed her. She ordered me a glass of champagne but didn't have any herself. I found it strange, but did not question.

"So Rosalie, are you free at the moment?" She asked.

I thought of my fiance Ralph and then of her. I instantly shook my head. He wasn't important. "Umm... No." I replied.

"Good." She nodded, "Can I see you again sometime?"

I smiled and nodded in affirmation and she handed me a telephone number. I looked down at the number and when I looked up again she was gone.