A/N: Lol so I'm really just making this up on the spot. I'm not sure if it's `fanfiction material` but I'll let you all be the judge of that. So yes Jacob has taken Bella to another school prom, which she is only attending to please her parents to show that she can act normal. Jacob has rejected Bella-which unexpectedly came to mind, but I do have twist for why he's acting so strangely toward the end-so she feels so unwanted that she nearly storms out to leave when suddenly, she wins prom queen. Naww, bet she wasn't expecting that. She also doesn't expect what is coming up next....

"Me?" I wondered idiotically.

"Bella you won!" Angela shouted from the crowd.

Suddenly the spotlight was above my head and all the attention turned to where I was standing. Jessica didn't look so excited, and the look that Lauren was giving me said that she was also a nominee.

I stood motionless with one hand on the door. My only instinct was to bolt.

"Well come on up, Ms Swan." Principle Greene urged me.

When it finally sunk in that he was calling my name, and that I had actually one prom queen, I slowly made my way up to the stage. All eyes on me, but I was trying to avoid that. My heart was racing one hundred miles per hour as I stepped next to the principle and received the infamous diamond crown, which nearly every girl here was dying to be awarded with. So why did it have to be me?

"Congratulations!" Greene applauded. "Is there anything you'd like to say?"

Blood rushed up to flood my face a devastating red. He held the microphone under my chin. "Uh..." My eyes scanned the crowd. There was only one person I wanted to share this moment with, but he was nowhere in the horde. Mike looked like an enthusiastic puppy. I was certain he was wishing that he could be elected as King. I cringed at that idea. "Well, I guess I'm speechless. Thank you for voting for me?" I was so nervous that it came out like a question. All I wanted to do now was to find Jacob and go home.

Everyone clapped. Principle Greene got ready to announce the Prom King so I stood aside, still searching for my friend.

"Okay jocks, now I know you've been waiting for this moment. So the prom king is...."

I could feel the tension build as the principle prolonged the moment to announce the lucky guy. I was too preoccupied to be dreading about Mike's name being called out. Jacob was still nowhere in sight.

"Edward Cullen?"

There was a loud gasp from the audience as the one and only name that sent me in the state depression was read out. I could have broke down right there and then, but I knew it was just a big mistake. I took a deep breath, and tried to explain.

"I think there might be a misunderstanding, sir." I murmured quietly for only him to hear.

"I don't think so Ms Swan, it says his name right here." He showed me the card, and sure enough, Edward Cullen was printed in big bold letters.

I shook my head, as if to clear it. My air was coming out in ragged breathes. I needed to find Jake and get of here before I could make a complete fool of myself. But then there was another unexpected gasp from the crowd, and I looked up to see what was so interesting to them.....

And then I knew......it was all a dream.

Because standing at the very back of the hall was the most beautiful thing my eyes had ever seen in over three years. He stood motionless in his sheer golden perfection that my mind could never adjust to, but even in my dreams, he seemed so real and vivid. Yes he was my dream, but my very nightmare also, for I knew that once I was thrown back into reality he would vanish and I would try so hard to hold on to that dream, that he would become my nightmare again. Just a reminder of what I couldn't have.

But there he was; bronze hair, pale skin, flawless features and those mesmerable amber eyes. I just stared at him, my eyes roaming every part of his body, keeping this image safe in my heart where nobody could take it from me. And then once I was done, this sudden urge to want to touch him-just so I knew that he was indeed real-hit me. I had to know that he was here, in the very same room as me, to prove that I wasn't dreaming.

Then almost like he heard what I was thinking, he gradually made his way forward keeping his eyes on me. Everyone parted, creating a walkway to the stage. The way he moved was so graceful and refined. Each movement was linked with gentleness.

Once he ascended the stairs he moved even slower toward me. I just couldn't rip my eyes away from his, it was impossible. They were scorching with such intensity that it reminded me of how he used to stare at me when I thought he loved me. Loved. The pretense stabbed at me in unfamiliar ways.

And then he was standing right in front me. So close that I could smell his lovely scent, so close that I could taste him.....so close that my heart was pounding against my ribcage, very alive and well, though not entirely healed.

He looked away for a second, nodded, and then turned his gaze back to me. A soft melody began to wave its way around the room. Edward smiled, knocking the breath right out of me, then took my little finger in his palm. He hesitated just a little, letting me adjust to the icy touch and his proximity. I was way past noticing the gleaming eyes watching us. I couldn't quite care, because Edward-the one person that forever held my heart-was with me, and that's all that mattered at the moment.

He led the way to the middle of the crowd and then placed one hand on my waist. I immediately closed the distance between us by throwing my arms around his neck, and hugging him to me. No, I was never going to let go of him. There was no way I could let myself watch him leave me behind again. I couldn't take it, I wouldn't survive.

There were a million questions I wanted to ask him, but the music drowned it out for now. This was the only moment I wanted to last for eternity. I was in his arms, and we began to sway to the music. Soon a few couples began to join us.

I closed my eyes.

"Bella?" He murmured quietly. His voice shocked me. I was surprised that I had forgotten the gentle sound of it. It was like meeting him all over again, but still, it was the most magnificent sound in my world.

"Yes?" I replied hoarsely. My voice shook with nerves. He leaned down and I could feel his breath on my skin. It was so sweet that I subconsciously leaned toward him.

"Please open your eyes."

So I did. My air cut short as I stared up into his amazing eyes. They were so warm that I completely forgot about his freezing temperature.

"There they are." He smiled, lifting his hand up to brush a strand of hair from my cheek. "Soft and brown. There the only eyes I can look into and see their true soul. I've missed them so much."

I was speechless. A tear escaped, but that's all I allowed. I forced myself not to go into hysterics in front of him, not now. This moment was too imperative to waste on crying.

Wary, I placed one shaky hand on his cheek and he sighed, leaning into my palm. "Oh, Edward." I whispered.

He closed his eyes and turned his head so that he could kiss my wrist. "Not now, Bella. Just let us have this one moment."

My heart went in to full hyper mode. Did that mean we only had this last memory before he vanished again? I locked my fingers around his neck, refusing to let go no matter what. He opened his eyes with a sudden amusement, and smiled gently.

"Shh. Please don't panic, I'll explain everything later." He assured me, but I was still doubtful. I held on firmly.

TWIST! TWIST! lols, not sure if you'll like it. But review anyways XD