Here's chapter 2. I really appreciate you taking the time to read something I wrote! Thank you!
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, or any songs mentioned in this story.
EPOV
"Why am I here?" He must have asked himself that a thousand times in the past hour. He knew the answer, but it seemed a pretty stupid reason. He was here for her. The girl of his dreams. The reason he started dancing in the first place. It didn't seem so stupid, until he considered the fact that he had never met this girl. He had only seen her once, about five years ago, and even then he was at least thirty feet away. They had never spoken, and, as far as he knew, she had no idea he existed.
Edward thought back on that day with a smile. He considered it to be the day his life began. He had been a typical fifteen year old boy, forced to go to his sister's dance recital. The fact that Rosalie, his sister, younger than him by one year, had stomped on stage at the beginning of the program, grabbed a microphone, and proclaimed to their parents that she hated dance, she was quitting dance because she would rather learn to fix cars, and there was nothing they could do to stop her, would have been enough to make the memory a cheerful one. But what stood out in his mind more than anything that happened that night was when she took the stage.
She looked about Rose's age, but Rosalie didn't know her. Apparently, they had been in different classes. From his seat, he could see her standing in the wings. Her dark hair was pulled back from her face in a loose pony tail, and her dark eyes sparkled with fear. She looked like she was about to pass out. He looked on curiously as she took a deep breath, and walked slowly onto the stage. He looked at the program, trying to find out who she was. There was no solo mentioned in the program, and he vaguely heard the announcer saying it was a last minute addition. He had missed her name.
Edward watched intently as the scared little girl stood in the center of the stage, eyes closed, waiting for her music to begin. The second it did, her eyes flew open and the movement began. Even now, five years later, he could remember how the dim spotlight hit her, making her look beyond beautiful. The music playing was Gravity, by Sarah Bareilles. The song, the movement, the whole atmosphere of the performance struck him as sad, but still breathtaking. He remembered leaning forward in his seat, holding his breath and just taking in the whole sight before him. She seemed so troubled, yet so carefree. When the number ended, she did not bow, but simply closed her eyes. He saw her mouth curl into a slight grin, barely even noticeable, and then she turned and walked away. The applause in the room was delayed, as everyone seemed to be in awe of the girl, but was deafening once it began. He had wanted to follow after her, to hug her to him and never let her go. But he didn't move.
That was the night he told his parents he wanted to start taking dance classes. It was hard at times, and there were times when he wanted to quit, but he felt that dancing was the one chance he had at finding her. He found himself comparing anyone he went on a date with to a girl he had never met, and soon gave up on dating entirely. Rosalie, his only confidant in this situation, had told him to get over it and move on. But Edward couldn't shake the feeling that she was somehow tied to him. His soul mate.
He laughed at himself. He was pathetic. But none of that mattered. Dancing had become his passion, and he felt he was good at it. Whether or not he ever found her, he would always have dance, because of her. Someday, though, he hoped to find her, to tell her how she changed his life.
He was shaking out of his daydreaming when he heard the number before his being called. He was next, and felt surprisingly calm. Edward looked at the stage, seeing what kind of routine he would have to follow, then felt his breathing stop. It was her, standing in the center of the stage, with her eyes closed, waiting for the music to start. He resisted the urge to blink for fear that he would find he only imagined her.
Gravity by Sarah Bareilles is a great song! It's very emotional. The song will reappear later in the story, so I suggest listening to it. Love it? Hate it? Totally confused? Let me know!
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