Chapter 4

I looked around the cafeteria; all eyes were on me as if I was doing something really dangerous. In my head right now it did seem a little dangerous but I didn't care one bit. I was not nervous al all; I was use to battling people.

When I battle them I would learn about them more. It was like they were expressing who they were in a form of moves, and it was my way of interpreting of what they were trying to say. With every step a dancer took meant something, mad, sad, happy, depressed, scared or sometimes nervous. The many times that I had battle in the past I had one, not because I was better than them, it was how I expressed my self and made it who I really am.

I moved everything to the side on the table and stood on top of the table.

"Hello everyone, my name is Bella Swan and most of you know me and some don't. I use to live here with my dad, before he had passed away. So here I am today and here because I will be competing for a spot in Juilliard, and there is one spot. So I am here competing against Lauren for the spot. I am going to be battling her because I know it is not right for her to treat people the way she does and no one ever speaks to me like the way she did. So I am going to give her a piece of my mind. So here before I will be battling her head on. I want everyone with a clear mind to vote. I want every one of you to vote for the winner. At the end of the battle you will scream for the winner, the loudest one will win."

Everyone was looking at me with smiles on their faces because they knew I was right.

I got off the table and made my way to the Cullen table. They had smiles on their faces as if they knew the outcome of the battle.

"I bet Bella will win this one. 100 hundreds on her." Jasper said talking in his southern accent.

Emmet and Jasper were taking money out as if they were betting.

"You guys bet?" I asked them looking at them.

"Yeap we do it any chance we get. I bet that you will win this battle and Emmet things you won't win, so I am betting high." He said pointing to Emmet as if he was trying to get him into trouble.

"Don't worry I know I will win this, because I knew I have the strength and confidence that I need. I may not know the future of all, but I do know to always trust myself."

I went to my chair and got ready, taking my shirt off with my sports bra on, thank god I always planned ahead. I always liked dancing with only my sports bra because it was always easier, putting my hat on and my gloves that I had gotten out of my school bag. I made sure that my sneakers were on tightly.

I turned around and had seen he shock faces of Edward and the rest of his family looking at me as if I was crazy for taking my shirt. I wasn't showing nothing expect my stomach is that a crime. I do have a great stomach, a nice and lean toned stomach.

I could feel one set of eyes still looking at me.

Edward was looking at me as if I was his. Was I his?

His eyes were black as if he was fighting his inner demon. I really didn't care because I was use to everyone quaking at me.

I went towards where she was and pushed the table to the side to make room for us to dance.

She extended her hand out for me to share, let the games begin. I didn't realize that music was already playing.

We both stared at each other before we started. This is how it works, when we start we always begin at the same time, then it goes to the alone battle, which was always the person who was born.

That would be me. Laura was born in Seattle and i was born here at Forks, so this makes it my hometown.

E.P.O.V

Wow, what can I say, she looked amazing. Her body that told her what kind of her person she was. She had the body of a god. She had a toned stomach that made me want to worship her, in any way possible. She even had a belly ring on, and I had never seen on a person. Everything about her body told her that she was strong, that she could handle anything that came her way. She was proud of her body by how she moved and how she presented herself to the world.

Before she had left I had seen her back and gasp. She had marks up and down her body as if she was hurt. It looked bad, and deep. She had the scars that run up and down her back as if she was defending herself from something, but failed. I couldn't believe that someone would hurt her that way. I wanted to be the one to take away those scars. Did she know what happened? Would she talk about it?

I took a closer look at her back and notice something dark and big. In the middle of her back were 2 initials.

E.C

I didn't understand what that meant. I would ask her later after I enjoyed the show that was going to happen.

I looked at Alice and tried to read her.

"You need to stay out of my head, and don't double cross me ever again."

She winked at me, and I would never double cross her because I knew what that would entitle.

I had forgotten where we were because out of nowhere I had heard music, and noticed that it was coming from out table. I followed here the sound was coming from, which was Alice.

I looked at the scene in front of me and noticed they were warming up. Bella was stretching her legs using the table, putting her arms behind her back and making sure she had her breathing under control. The way her muscle flexed when she was stretching was making me feel things that I thought weren't possible. I was new to this whole new life.

They were facing each other and started dancing at the same time, making sure the keep eye contact at all times.

Laura had stopped dancing and looked at Bella dancing.

She had moves like no other person ever. She made me smile, making me want to join her on the dance floor. The way she moved from one move to the next with flawless transition. The way she would pop, see her whole body move and react to every movement and every sound. It was like she was saying who she was as a person and wasn't going to back down. She danced with so much confidence that I didn't need Jasper to read her feeling. It was like I knew what she was feeling at that exact moment. Seeing her face with a smile on her face made me realize she didn't need to think about what she was going to do. It was like she knew what she wanted and when.

Laura on the other hand wasn't like Bella. She mostly cared for if her ass was shaking the right way, or her boobs were showing enough. She wasn't like Bella in her dancing. She was more about her looked and how she presented herself to the world. Her dancing was nowhere near Bella's was. Bella made it look like she had being doing it forever, and made it look easier. I would say Bella would win this dance flat out. Bella was a perfect dancer in many ways; she deserved to get the spot in New York.

Bella dancing showed that she knew more than just the normal battling dance moves. She had showed she was diverse in many ways. She had moves from all types of dancing, and made it fit her. She had moves from tap, and ballet, break dancing, step dancing, and so much more. How can this beautiful lady know these moves? I had to know this lady more.

B.P.O.V

I couldn't believe that she called what she just did dancing. It was more of a slutty kind of dancing. She just moved as if she was trying to seduce someone and it wasn't working. I had forgotten we were in school with an audience. All I kept on hearing was

"GO BELLA"

With them saying that made me happy, and made me more confident.

We had finished and I looked over to her and noticed that she was glaring. Finally she understood that I was going to win this, not because I wanted to the slutty one, but because I wanted this more than anything, and I was way better than her. Her so called dancing did nothing for her, who would her that kind of dancing was acceptable because in my book it wasn't.

I pushed the table back over to where it was previously at, and got on the table once again.

"Guys this is all in your hands. You had seen everything I had seen. So it is up to you to make the choice. Make the choice because it was the right one to make and don't feel scared to go against your judgment. I am going to give you time to think about it and come with an answer."

With that said I stood quiet, and noticing everyone was looking at me with surprised written across their faces.

I looked over to the Cullen and noticed the rest of the family and Jessica were smiling at me, expect Rose. What the hell is her problem? I am going to get to the bottom of this.

I had seen Alice getting up making her way over to where I was.

"We need to make pick a winner. Here we have Bella and Laura. I am going to need everyone's attention because this is going too happened once. One side of the room will be Bella's side and the other side would be Laura. I want you guys to pick your winner and make your way over to the side that deserves your vote."

I had never seen everyone move so fast in there life's. In a matter of movements I had seen everyone almost to my side of the room. I looked over to her side and noticed she had 3 people, who I would be able to make out, Tyler, Mike, and the other person I don't know who she is.

I looked over to my side and noticed everyone I had ever met was here, Alice of course, and her families expect Rose. I knew Jessica would pick my side because she was my helper and she knew what I was capable of.

Everyone had calmed down and everything went back to normal as everything didn't happen.

I looked over to my right and had seen a little girl. This little girl was my daughter. How did she get her?

She came over to me and hugged me.

"Mommy, I missed you. And you did an amazing job." She said with a smile on her face. She was only 3 years old but she talked as if she was a five year old.

You see three years ago I had been raped, and I never knew anything about my attacker. I was walking home one day from dancing class and someone came up from behind me and smashed something in face and I blacked out. When I had opened my eyes I had been raped, blood everywhere and marks that were on my back.

I wanted to forget that night because I would always wake up screaming and yelling and sweat across my forehead. It was a living nightmare knowing it could happen again. I wanted to forget that day because it was I who had died, the innocent girl who had lost her parents and who had lost everything about her including her virginity.

"Sweetie, how did you get here because you were staying with Aunt Alice and Uncle Demetri until I came for you?" I said stroking her hair trying to calm her down.

I noticed everyone was staring at us, as if I had lost my mind.

Coming from the back doors of the cafeteria was my brother Demetri, with is baby girl in his arms. I broke out into a smile because I remember when Lizze was that small. I had named her Elizabeth Mary Swan, who was born Feb 14.

"Bella I had to bring her because she wanted to see you and she missed you and she had a bad dream."

Everyone at my table had smiles on their faces, and I just realized that they didn't know I had a girl.

"Hey guys this is my daughter Elizabeth Mary Swan, who is 3 years old, who will be turning 4 in one month." I was proud to be her mother and nothing made me happier than being here for her. She was my everything, and if it wasn't for her pushing me to dance when she started to talk then I wouldn't be here, being so close. Since the day she was born I knew has different. She started to act more mature as she grew up and I didn't really understand it that much.

"Look at mommy Bella flaunting her affair daughter right into our faces." Rose said with so much anger and jealousy in her tone.

"First of all, she is my daughter and I am not flaunting her into anyone faces, and second of all she is not made of an affair. You need think about that before you open your big moth Rosaline l Hale. You don't know nothing about my past, so shit your mouth. "I glared back at her.

She doesn't know who what I went through and she doesn't know me, so who is she to judge me. You don't see me judging people like that.

"Yea right, you are slut that is how she was brought into this world because you had slept with almost every guy." Everyone at the table glared at her, because they knew she was wrong to speak to anyone like that.

"I am not a slut I was raped. You don't know I had been through. You didn't see me when I was waking up in the middle of the night screaming and yelling, waking up to my body sweating. You weren't the one who wanted to kill myself because I felt worthless. I didn't get a chance to defend myself because I blacked out. You didn't have to wake up to blood everywhere, and noticing my back had marks on them. So don't tell me that I was a slut because you don't know what it feels like, to have your whole world change in the blind of an eye, and having something stolen from me that I cannot ever get back, and it will stay with me forever. My parents weren't around to tell me everything was going to be ok, at lest you have a family that loved you. I wasn't even in the best of condition to take care of my daughter. I had no one, until I had found my brother. We haven't spoken to each other since everything happened to our parents. Since the day she was born he has helped me in so many ways."

I had tears in my eyes because that was the first time I had ever talked about what went down to anyone else expects my brother. I pulled my daughter who was sleeping in my arms closer to me trying to calm me down, and it worked.

I can't be here like this; I need somewhere I can go to think about everything. I got up with my daughter and left.

I had nothing for here at the house, so I am going to need a few things.

I noticed that the rest of the Cullen's were following me.

'Bella, don't be like that. I am sorry for how she acted. She didn't have a right to act that way towards you. And for that I am sorry. She can sometimes be a pigheaded, and thinks about herself and no one else."

"So Bella we would like to join you and to get to know you much better." the Cullen's asked looking at me for the answer.

"That would be nice. I have to go shopping to get things for her."

Alice had the biggest smile on her face.

"Don't tell me, you knew I was going to go shopping."

She nodded, I am dead meat.

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