A/N: Well, just a quick update. I hope you like it! May be the last one before I go back to school!!

Chapter 2: La Tua Ballerina

CADENCE POV

I was walking down the hallway of the church, careful not to step too loudly. There was a wedding today, and the youth group counselor had instructed us to be quiet.

There was a song stuck in my head. It was "The Beach" by All Time Low. I was slightly dancing to it as I tiptoed. I love alternative music, even though my coach said it would throw off my routines.

I loved to dance. I'd been taking lessons for 12 years. I was under the private instruction of Jacob Balliay, a once famous classical dancer.

I believed that dancing was in my soul. My mom always told me I could dance before I could walk, and all of my friends said my walk was rhythmic. I always had a song stuck in my head, and it always controlled my mood.

I quietly strolled past the chapel doors.

Suddenly, there was a huge smash behind me, and I felt a presence there. I whipped around to see Jason Swan standing in what looked to be the remains of the chapel door.

Jason Swan.

He hates me. At least, I think he does. On the first day of school, I walked into History to see him gazing at me with such hatred it reminded me of the old saying, if looks could kill. It made me shudder.

He's my lab partner too. But he scoots his chair so far to the side of the table that it seems like we're on different planets.

He never talks to me, and he winces every time I say something in class. It's like everything about me triggers hatred in his mind.

He was so mysterious. No one seemed to know much about him. I asked around, but everyone seems to have the same answer. He and his family came from Washington a year ago. They're all together.

Isabella and Edward

Rosalie and Emmet

Alice and Jasper

Felicity and Jason.

They were all adopted by Carlisle and Esme Cullen, and they're all related somehow. Well, not the couples. Rosalie and Jasper Whitlock are twins. Emmet, Alice, and Felicity are the children of Mrs. Cullen's deceased sister. Edward is Carlisle's nephew. Isabella and Jason are siblings.

It was an odd family, to say the least.

I was so caught up in my reverie that I didn't realize how… animalistic…he looked. It was scary. I backed up slowly, until I was literally up against the wall.

A smirk played in his lips, and a slight hum escaped his mouth.

And he lunged, teeth bared, straight for me.

I could feel my heart stop. I was going to die, here, in this church.

But, two feet away from me, he stopped short.

Someone had caught him from behind.

I peered around the struggling Jason towards his captor.

Edward Cullen?

This all made no sense. What were the Cullens doing here? There was supposed to be a wedding here today. Who in the family would be getting married? They're all only teenagers!

"Jason. Go. Back. Inside." commanded Edward through clenched teeth.

Jason snarled at me.

Snarled? Whoa.

Suddenly, Jason was normal again. His stance relaxed, and his head hung low. Edward let go of him, and Jason trudged into the chapel.

"I'm sorry about Jason scaring you." Said Isabella, who had appeared at Edward's side.

Scaring me? More like trying to kill me.

Before I could think, the questions I had been pondering all week spilled out.

"Wh-what made him do that? And why did the door smash? Does he hate me? He seems to hate me at school. Is he crazy? Are you?"

Edward and Isabella grimaced simultaneously.

Oops.

JASON POV

"Are you kidding me?!" I screeched, "Edward wanted to eat Bella?!" That scumbag. That no good piece of-

"But he didn't. He fell in love instead. He cared for Bella very much. The only reason he ever left her was because he thought she would be safer without him." said Alice.

"Load of good that did." I mumbled.

Something registered in my head. Something Bella had once said about Edward.

"What's a la tua cantante?" I asked.

Alice sighed. "I though she might have mentioned that."

"You see, Jason, Edward didn't have a normal amount of bloodlust for Bella, like we did. It was magnified to extremes. It took all he had not to attack her. That's about four times the amount of experience you have, by the way." Jasper interrupted, taking over,

"When Bella went to save Edward from committing suicide in Italy, one of the Vampires there put his lust in a very good term. A la tua cantante."

"It means "Your Singer" in Italian!"

"Yes, Emmet, it does. But it also means that Bella's blood was singing to Edward's lust. It's what made it so hard for him to control himself around her." finished Rosalie.

"Is that what happened with the young lady outside?" Carlisle asked.

Everyone was silent.

"No." I said.

Edward walked into the chapel.

"La Tua Ballerina?"

I nodded.

UPDATED A/N: Some of you are wondering why cadence wasn't more frightened. Well, I have one question to ask you: Was Bella?