*jazz hands* another chapter! i'm getting on track now so yay, yay, and more yay. enjoy!
disclaimer: i don't own twilight.
"He was working on some new choreography in one of the rooms when I walked by," Alice answered, flexing her feet right by my face.
James nodded before shifting his legs to stretch them out wide. "I wanna see."
"What do you want to see?" that unique, warm voice asked from behind me.
"Your new choreography," the blonde man answered.
Edward dropped to a squat right next to me at the same time two of his fingers grazed the shell of my ear so lightly it was a miracle that my nipples didn't harden. I was wearing a sports bra underneath my leotard but the material was so thin, there would be no hiding those bad boys. Edward looked at James with a smug smile before turning to look in my direction. "Hi Bella."
I squeaked out a "Hi" while crossing my arms over my chest.
There was a general shift of energy and murmurs in the room as the man I recognized as Carlisle Cullen, the artistic director of VBT, walked through the massive studio to stand in front of the mirrors. Everyone stood up slowly where they were before applauding. Carlisle was in his early forties and sort of stunning with short blonde hair parted neatly to the side and dressed much nicer than any man to ever grace the cover of GQ.
"Good morning everyone! I want to take a minute out of your time to welcome all of you back to our 2012 season here at Volturi. I'm really excited about the productions that we have in store for our audience this year. As many of you know, apart from a few members becoming Soloists and Principals," there were some applause. "We added three new members to the company. Girls, if you could please introduce yourselves and tell us a little bit about you, so we can welcome you warmly into our family."
James snickered when the word family was said. My stomach started throbbing painfully like it did when I was back in school and had to do those icebreaker routines to get to know our fellow students.
I was in luck because a pretty, petite girl on the other side of the room started talking about herself. I couldn't remember her name to save my life since I was so focused on the pains in my belly. As soon as that girl stopped talking, another girl, tall and slender named Maria began telling the company about the prestigious places she'd studied and danced at in the past. Alice poked me in the back in the middle of the girl talking so that I turned around and caught her waggling her eyebrows at me.
As if everyone in the room didn't already know who the new people were, when Maria stopped talking, they all turned in my direction where I stood with James on one side and Edward on the other.
My traitorous face went red. "Hi everyone, my name is Bella Swan," I heard someone on the opposite side snicker. "I'm from Seattle, Washington. I've studied at PNB for pretty much my entire life besides a few summer workshops at the San Francisco school, the Houston Ballet, and the New York Ballet. Umm.. I'm really excited to be here," I spit out in exactly two breaths.
Carlisle Cullen went on to say a few more things after welcoming the new dancers once more, before walking out. We all went to the nearest ballet barre to start our company class. Alice took the lead of the empty barre closest to us, with Jamie behind her, me, and then Edward at the end.
"Your extension is fantastic," I heard him whisper about halfway through the exercise.
I turned around quick as lightning to shoot him a smile. "Thank you."
About twenty minutes before class was supposed to end, we pushed the barres to the edges of the room to work on leaps. We went in groups of seven to do a set of cabriole leaps. Alice and James both went in the first few groups but Edward and I hung back, shooting each other smiles when the dark haired woman and light haired man showed their natural talent.
Someone called out for the next group and I felt Edward elbow me in the side. "You're up, little bird." I smiled before running onto the floor to start the set of cabriole leaps, which weren't my favorite but they'd do. It went by faster than I could've expected and when I finished to run off the floor at the same time the handsome man I'd met ran on, he gave me a blinding smile.
"God, Bella. It looks like you defy gravity or something," Alice hissed at me when I stopped right next to her.
I couldn't help but blush, "Thanks. No one's ever really said anything about them besides my family, but they think I'm the next ballet prodigy." I laughed.
The soft landings of the men brought my attention back onto the floor. The other men in the company were exceptional but that wasn't surprising at all. They were fluid and beautiful, but it was — and this shouldn't have been a surprise — Edward who was just… magnificent. He did a double without blinking.
There was a movie I'd seen about a million times as a kid called The Turning Point, with the great male dancer Baryshnikov, and I kind of fell in love with him then. He was an athlete. There was no way you couldn't keep your eyes off of him when he danced and Edward reminded me a lot of him.
As soon as he started walking off the floor, the blonde that James had pointed out earlier, reached out and grabbed his arm, pulling him to her. A sick part of me wanted to watch for some reason, but James grabbed my arm a breath later.
"I hope we're in the same Giselle cast," he said.
cabriole: http : / youtu . be/lyOQHxC5we8