Gawsh! Sorry for the really really late update for this chapter. The reason why is: Its SUMMER thats why. I had to enroll to Fine Arts for the Oil Painting Class and get tutored for math XD (like that was anything interesting) and I sprained my knee. Anyways, this is the second chapter. I hope you'll like it. I really do cuz' I kind of rushed it X3 Thanks! Oh yah! Please Read and Review. Belated Happy Mothers Day!! (no flames pweese)gives puppy dog eyes

One Last Dance: Chapter 2

(Bella's POV)

I glared at him as he walked down the hallway and disappeared at the corner. I felt my blood boil with anger. How dare he?! All I did was walk inside the school and looked at him. What's so bad about that? And what right does he have to get mad at me just because I'm the chief's daughter or something--something he thinks. Sheesh! I shook my head and continued on walking down the hallway and glanced down at my schedule. Bad idea. I stopped in my tracks, eyes wide and unbelieving. Right on top of the piece of paper on my hand are the words ENGLISH--MR. BERTY--8:15-8:55 written in bold. I shook my head again as I took out the drawn map of the school out of my bag. Without a doubt, where that Cullen boy was heading was the route to where the English class room is located. This could not be happening I thought as I continued looking up at the hallway and down at the small map on my hand. My feet started moving again when the bell rang. I silently prayed to myself, hoping that he was just headed that way to pass out some papers or something or--not

I turned around the corner and relaxed when I realized that there were still about three other doors in this hallway before ending in a dead end. I mentally smacked myself on the head for not noticing that there were two other doors in this hallway other than the door to English class. Maybe luck was actually giving me a chance at having a peaceful and non-terrifying day today. Yeah right. I continued down the corridor and entered the English class room. Luckily for me, the teacher wasn't there yet. Probably late or something. I looked around the room and became aware of the fact that the tables had name tags on them. Maybe to save the teachers the trouble of assigning the students to which seat she or he was going to sit. Well, great, because I was so not in the mood to look for a table. I walked down the rows of table and chairs searching for my name, completely conscious of all the students stares focused on me. They were early too. My plan on coming into the classroom before anyone comes in failed. I sighed when I finally found my table. Now everyone can go back to ignoring me and do whatever they were doing before I entered the classroom. Yay. I forced myself not to remember I was the daughter of the Chief of Green Forks but this plan was just like the other plan. Failed. I hastily sat down on my seat and placed my bag under the table. I looked up and noticed that everybody where staring just as intently and wide eyed as before, but this time they were staring at both me and the person sitting next to me. Then realization hit me, right on the middle of my forehead. I slowly turned around and met the cold and spine chilling stare of the person who I did not, in anyway whatsoever hope to see. I silently cursed my luck as I quickly turned back and started searching my bag for something I did not need hoping he and everyone else in this class would just stop staring and leave me along like all the other students back in Phoenix. But fate didn't want what I wanted. Nope not at all. That's why when I looked up, everybody wasn't just staring anymore. No they weren't. They were staring and whispering. Great. Just great.

I turned to face Mr. fear-me-or-die-under-my-cold-and-terrifying-yet-sexy-stare and our eyes met yet again. Wait. Did I just call him sexy? No that's out of the question. This guy obviously hates me, and if it was legal would probably kill me. I can feel it somehow. Why is this guy so against me anyway? Like I said before, I didn't do anything to him. Nothing. Nada. Zip. Yet every time I look at him, it's like I've killed his pet gold fish or something. Maybe it's because I'm 'the chief's daughter' or something. I stare at his liquid like golden eyes fully recieving the glare he was giving me. I glare back into those eyes. Liquid gold. It was hard to glare for it was futile against his. Instead I decided to study him. You know, see what it is he feels against me. The eyes are, in fact, the window to the soul right? What I saw was anger and hatred, obviously...and lust? Not the kind of lust where the guy is sexually interested. No not that. Not at all. It was like he wants to eat me. It was like he was some lion ready to pounce on its prey. A harmless sheep. Though I would never admit it, I was actually scared and annoyed. I want to crush his oh-so-beautiful-face with a 100 ton hammer!

(End of Bella's POV)

(Edwards POV)

"What a jerk."

Jerk was just the right word to describe me now. I passed by her. I know she didn't do anything to me yet I cannot help but feel angered by her presence. It wasn't her personality, mind, appearance or body that disturbed me actually, heck I've never even talked with the girl, why judge in personality or mind when I don't know her at all. In fact, to anyone, she would look just like an average teenage girl. But to me she was far from that. To begin with, I couldn't hear her thoughts. That is too wrong to be true. Only one person could avoid me reading her mind, and she obviously isn't this girl. Secondly, her blood. No, don't get me wrong, her blood isn't disgusting or anything, in fact, its just the opposite of that, it was irresistibly sweet, different, and most definitely delicious. I could smell it. My mouth watered for her. For her blood. I craved for it. Wait. I cannot do this. I cannot take another life. No I will not. Memories fluttered back in a blink of an eye. It hurt, not physically but mentally. Having to experience this again was just over the line. I thought it would never happen again thats why I ignored the past. Anyways, our kind can get distracted easily. Like now for instant. Her blood. Lovely. No, please. I wanted to scream. The pain of these momories. It hurt. I decided to stop breathing. Though I don't really need to breath, the sense of smell disappearing was just to uncomfortable to continue. Like a defense barrier being put down. I quickened my pace towards class. Not fast enough to reveal my cover, but fast enough for a human speedwalking.

My heart has never beaten since I've met her, loved her, hurt her then she dissappeared from my life, but as I saw this girl. Isabella Swan was it? Her blood. It's been too long since I've felt something like this. It was like she was her. I shook my head. I'm clearly hallucinating, if that was possible. This Isabella Swan cannot possibly be like her. There is no way that could happen, could it? No, of course not. Argh, I just told myself a moment ago to stop thinking about this. All it brings is pain. I continued holding my breath. Though I know her smell wouldn't be as strong as standing a couple of feet near her, I couldn't risk it. My inner self had been begging for me to breath again. To smell her again but no, I will not. I know if I smell her, I would start craving again. Even just a little whiff of her would send me wild though my eyes were still liquid golden. Just a single drop of her would satisfy me but then again, I would just want more. More until there was no more. I know. I've been there.

I was already a good few meters away from her when I felt her blood rise. I clenched my fist on the strap of my bag. I need to get away from her. Fast. I don't want to hurt anyone anymore. I don't want to disappoint Clarisle anymore. I don't want to. I won't. I won't disappoint him anymore. I promised myself this a long time ago and I will not back down from it even if it was a promise to myself. A promise is a promise. I turned around the corner and then heard her footsteps stop, bringing me to a halt as well. What was I doing? Why was I waiting for her? I should probably continue, but I can't. My feet won't budge. I would try again. I would try and read her mind again. I tried. It didn't work. I didn't hear anything. Didn't see anything. There was just...Nothing. I did my best to ignore this. Why bother? Why did I bother wanting to know? She was just another pathetic human. Right? Why did I feel hungry all of a sudden? I just arrived from another of our 'annual two week hunting trip' and my eyes are at the right shade of gold. Yet I'm hungry. Her blood is too irresistible, just too much. I finally gained control over my feet again and dragged myself towards the classroom.

I forced myself into the classroom and finally exhaled. I searched for her thoughts yet again but once again, nothing came. I mentally sighed, approached my assigned table and sat down. My heart beat weakened then stopped. Good. I was relieved. Finally its all over. I crossed my arms over my chest, leaned back unto my chair, closed my eyes and relaxed waiting for the rest of the students to enter. My wish came true and the students filed in. One after another. Everything was just right when a particular person entered. A person who can really drive me wild. The person who is obviously oblivious to everything. The person whose blood is so irresistably sweet. I knew who she was. Yeah. I didn't even have to open my eyes. Sweet and irresistible. She was here and what was worse - we were assigned in the same table. I straightened my posture, opened my eyes and glared at the person who has been in my mind throughout this whole time.

Bella. Isabella Swan.

(End of Edward's POV)

Told you its short. Thanks anyways. Please R&R. XP. Oh yeah, please tune in for One Last Dance: Chapter 3. And may I remind you: check out the trailer on 'Twilight' which can be found in youtube or in Stephenie Meyer's official website. Thank you and Take care

P.s: If any of you are wondering why it said that Edward's heart started beating again when vampires do not get heart beats the answer is well...It's Bella's effect on Edward (char) On how it strongly hits him...That happened to him before and he thought it wont happen but he thought wrong X3 thanx for reading again, enjoy your school year also