Chapter 2: The Ball
Bella Pov
The week pasted by quickly and in a blur. By Thursday it was time for the ball and I was a nervous wreck. Heidi assured me it would be great but I had a bad feeling that something was gonna go wrong. The ball was going to start in a hour and I had already dressed. I had to put a black Vultori cloak ontop of my clothes and put the hoody on to hide my face and make sure the surprise was not spoiled.
Heidi played Bella Barbie and did my hair and make-up. My make-up was light and natural, made up with lip gloss and eye liner. My hair was curled slightly and natural looking. Since I was kept a secret for my safety, no one knows about me and are just finding out today at the ball.
I took my seat between father and uncle Marcus and waited for the guest to arrive. My father greeted everyone at the door and told them he had an announcement to make and for everyone to stay until then. Of course, they agreed and talked to the other vampires. Finally it was time to announce me and I grew nervous and excited.
"Thank you all for coming. As you all know I have an anouncement to make, I fell in love with a human named Renee. We made love several times and I was careful not to hurt her. I thought vampires were unable to produce children but I was wrong. Renee grew pregnant and we took tabs on her. She gave birth to a beautiful baby girl and we named her Isabella Marie Anne Vultori. She is not a human baby but was a half-human and half-vampire. I turned her into a full vampire, as she wished, 4 months after her 17th birthday. She is now a 108 years old and I have decided its time for her existence to be known. Please meet my beloved daughter, Isabella." My father said as he helped me up. I took off my cloak and revealed myself to the vampires.
I heard gasps and chuckles and snorts but I did not pay any attention to them, I simply smiled and heard several more gasps. "I'm glad to not have to be a secret anymore. I'm sure you guys would like to continue with the ball so enjoy!" I said smiling. I turned towards my father and saw him dancing with my step-mom, his wife, Sulpicia. She was very nice, sweet and pretty and I wouldn't have anyone else for him, except my mother of course. I turned to Uncle Marcus and saw him smiling and watching a vampire named Didyme. She worked at the vultori but wasn't here most of the time. (I wanted her to be alive in this story :-D) "you should go talk to her." I said casually. He smiled and nodded and made his way to her. I looked over at uncle Caius and saw him just sitting there with his eyes closed. I walked over to him and giggled softly.
I started shaking him and tried very hard not to laugh at his face. He looked shocked and scared. "Oh My Gosh! Uncle Caius?! Are you OK?!" I said for only him to hear, so i do not draw attention to us. He shook his head laughing "Really? Can I not have one peaceful moment?" He said chuckling. I giggled and said in my French accent:
"Puis-je avoir cette danse" (meaning in French: may i have this dance?) "Oui, vous pouvez" (meaning in French: yes, you may) Uncle Caius replied standing up. We walked to the center of the ballroom and danced to clair de lune, my all time favorite song. "merci pour cette danse." (meaning in French: thank you for this dance.) I said curtsying "vous ĂȘtes le bienvenu" (meaning in French: your welcome.) He said bowing. I giggled and nodded. I turned to walk away but I saw two vampires watching me curiously. I smiled and made my way over to them. "Me and my uncle Caius like speaking to each other in different languages from time to time so we won't forget the language. And I curtsyed because I like doing to my uncle and we do it often. I'm princess Isabella but please don't say that aloud. Call me Bella." I said smiling.
I shook hands with the blond haired, gold eyed, and 6'2 vampire holding hands with a vampire with caramel hair. He wore a red button down long sleeve shirt and black pants with black loafers. "Hello Is-Bella I mean. I'm Carlisle. And this is my wife Esme. My daughter Rosalie and her husband Emmet. My other daughter Alice and her husband Jasper. And my other son, Edward, is not here with us." He said pointing out each individual.
Rosalie was a beautiful blond with gold eyes. She was very pretty, god like even. She wore a red knee length dress with red heels. The dress was v-neck cut but didn't show to much cleavage. She held hands with a tall 6'5 man with dark brown curls. He wore a black long sleeve button up shirt and black slacks with black loafers. He had gold eyes like the rest of them and looked scary like. If it weren't for the deep dimples and friendly smile I would've been scared of him. "Nice to meet you Rosalie and Emmett." I said shaking Emmett's hand and hugging Rosalie.
Esme had caramel hair and gold eyes as well. She had a motherly look to her even though I know these weren't her real children. She had a round face and high cheek bones. She was wearing a black shin length dress and black flats. The dress had a necklace like cut at the top. "Nice to meet you Esme." I said hugging her.
Alice had a hyper look to her. She was vibrating and a blond, jasper I think, was holding her down. I think if he would've let go she wouldve flew away. She had short spiky hair, pixy like, and gold eyes. She looked about 5'1 and wore a purple knee length dress. She wore purple heels and a pearl necklace. Her dress had the same v-neck style as Rosalie's. The blond next to her looked calm and had gold eyes. He was lean and had multiple scars. He wore a white short sleeved shirt with ivory slacks and white loafers.
His hair wasnt really blond but a dirty blond. "Nice to meet you as well, Alice and Jasper." I said shaking Jasper's hand and hugging Alice.
Before they could respond I felt a pain deep in my chest. A pain worst then how you would feel during the vampire transformation. I collapsed to the ground and heard a horrible screach. I noticed it was me screaming. I really didn't care it was me making that noise, I just cared about making this pain go away. Finally I fell into unconsciousness, and didn't feel a thing.
