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Chapter Three: Dancing in the Dark (Edward's Point of View)

I was sitting in the V.I.P. section at this new club called Eclipse. It was a pretty nice club. They had a large dance floor, a large bar, and a stage. The V.I.P. section was pretty nice too. It consisted of some couches, a dance floor, and a private bar. That would help keep the crazy fans away. I knew my entrance earlier had created a scene, but I was really hoping to just blend in tonight. The less attention the better.

I was sitting on the couch, enjoy a Jack and coke, when I heard a group yell "To summer!" It was still relatively early, so the club wasn't that crowded yet so their voices carried over to where I was. I looked over to were the shouting came from to see a group of people who appeared to be friends sitting at a table throwing back a shot. There were seven of them. Three of them were guys so I didn't even bother to really look at them. One girl was wearing a modest black dress, but the one guy, who was rather dorky looking had his arms draped around her looking at her lovingly. She would return the look every so often. I moved my eyes to the next one. She was a blonde with big curls. She was wearing a tight hot pink mini skirt and revealing black tank top. She had a bad fake tan and way too much make-up on. She looked absolutely ridiculous. The next girl wasn't much better wearing a barely there purple mini dress and too much make-up. I was about to give up on this table when I spotted her. She was wearing black skinny jeans and blue top. Her wavy brown hair fell halfway down her back. She had her eyes closed like she was concentrating on keeping her shot down. I chuckled at that until she opened her eyes. They were a deep chocolate brown and absolutely amazing. I felt like I could drown in those eyes.

I looked away, glancing around the club, but there wasn't anything interesting to look at. I looked back at the table, and she was gone. I was immediately disappointed. A few minutes later I looked back, and she was sitting by herself. I had the sudden urge to go over and keep her company. What was wrong with me? I was here, hiding in the corner of the V.I.P. section trying not be noticed, talking to her would have the opposite effect. I shook the thought from head, but continued to watch her. She was drinking a tall, fruity drink that I assumed to be a hurricane from the glass. I watched as she started to bounce in her seat along to the music. Once she finished her drink, she wondered off into the sea of people on the dance floor.

I stayed in my seat for the next few hours, the only exception being when I got up to get a new drink. I would occasionally look back at that table, but it was just occupied by the boys sitting around and drinking. I lost interest quickly. I sat there staring out into the sea of people, while not seeing anything really. My mind was elsewhere. My thoughts were interrupted by my cell phone vibrating in my pocket. I took it out to see I had a message from Alice.

Find a date yet?

I quickly responded. No. Before I had the chance to put my cell away, she had replied. Well hurry up! You only have a week! Don't show up alone AGAIN!

I sighed as a put my phone back in my pocket. Alice just didn't get it. I shook my head and returned to staring at nothing. I was bored. Honestly, I probably shouldn't have come here. I had come alone, and now I was hiding from the masses of people. I was considering leaving early when I decided to look over at the table again. It was kind of pathetic, but it's not like I had anything better to do.

When I looked over I saw a pair of deep, chocolate brown eyes staring at me. I instantly got lost in her eyes. I couldn't look away. I could feel my lips pulling into a lopsided grin. I was surprised to find I was actually glad I had caught her staring at me. Usually that just made me angry. She must have realized she got caught, because suddenly her cheeks flush a delicate pink and she looked down at the table. Once I was released from her gaze I turned back to the dance floor, but this time I was seeing something. I couldn't get the image of her flushed cheeks out of my head, she just looked so adorable. Agh! There has got to be something wrong with me! I glanced back over in time to see her and the girl in the black dress headed to the dance floor. This time I purposely followed them with my eyes. I just wanted to see her dance.

I watched them join the two sluttier looking girls on the floor. I had expected the girl with chocolate eyes to dance like them, so I was surprised when her movements seemed timid and restrained. It didn't make her look like a bad dancer, it just made her seem uncomfortable. I noticed every once in a while she would glance around the club, like she was looking for something or someone. Was she expecting someone? I shrugged it off and moved to a new seat so I could watch better.

After watching her dance for a few songs, her movement changed. She was either feeling the effects of the alcohol, finally getting comfortable, or both. She was swaying her hips along to the music in such a graceful manner it was hard for me to not stare. She was an incredible dancer. Not only did she move to the beat, but she seemed so in tune with the music she was able to pick up on the subtleties of the beat and accentuate them. It was completely mesmerizing.

I began to argue with myself. Should I go dance with her or should I stay hidden? I couldn't suppress the desire to feel her dancing in my arms, but I was trying to avoid the stares and mobbing that tended to occur whenever I went out. Would she even want to dance with me? What if she thought I was creepy? Do I ask her permission or do I just dance with her? I was so conflicted. This continued for a few minutes, in the end I simply couldn't resist.

I got up from the couch and walked out of my velvet roped safety net. Immediately, I caught people's attention. As I worked my way through the crowd I could feel people staring at me. I tried my best to ignore it.

I was about half way to her when someone grabbed my hand. I simple pulled my hand away and kept walking, not even bothering to look at who it was. There was only one person I wanted to dance with at this moment, and as I could see her in front of me, I knew it wasn't her who had grabbed me.

I was closing the distance, and I could see her friends' expressions. They had such a look of surprise on their faces, I almost wanted to laugh. They even straightened up and pushed their chests out, obviously hoping I was coming to talk to them. I reached out and tapped the girl on the shoulder gently. I obviously surprised her, as she jumped. The she spun around so quickly it actually made me wonder how she wasn't dizzy. She lifted her eyes to my face and just froze. Honestly, I think she stopped breathing for a second.

"Do you mind if I dance with you?" I asked politely. I didn't want her to think I was some creep by just grinding up behind her. She blinked a few times and continued to stare. I waited patiently for her answer, keeping my face completely calm. On the inside I was a nervous wreck waiting for her to reply. I desperately wanted her to accept, knowing that if she rejected me now I would look like complete fool. People all around us were staring, waiting to see what would happen, but she didn't seem to notice. Finally she nodded and I breathed a sigh of relief. I put my hand out for her and she placed her tiny hand in mine. It seemed to fit perfectly. When her hand was in mine, I felt a shock run through me. It was like nothing I had ever felt before, but I enjoyed it.

Her back was to her friends' so she didn't see their reaction to our exchange. I, however, certainly did. The one with the black dress smiled kindly. The two with too much make-up glared at her, but recovered as I spun her carefully so she could face them again. Once she was back to facing her friends, I placed my hands on her hips and felt that shock again. Where was the coming from? For a second of two the four girls just stood frozen with shock plastered on their faces. They eventually snapped out of it and started dancing again. I couldn't stop the grin on my face from forming while I danced with this girl.

"So much for going home early." I thought to myself.