A/N: wow I cant believe how many people like this story…sorry I haven't updated in forever because I had a research paper to write, 5 tests, and a presentation on the research report so I have been pretty busy, but today was a ½ day so I have time after cheerleading practice…enjoy.
EPOV Chapter 12
She hooked her arm with mine, it fit perfectly, and we walked in to the hotel. When we walked into the lobby it was dimly light so you couldn't see anything, but there were a trail of small candles set on the floor creating a path for you to walk through. They twisted around each other in a very complex way which made it really difficult to walk through.
I looked over at Bella. She looked like a goddess. She was looking at the pathway trying to figure out where it led. I kept watching her and suddenly a flicker of awareness flashed across her eyes and she smiled.
"Edward, follow me" she whispered
Then she did a very un-Bella like thing. She is usually calm and quiet and likes to follow orders. But tonight she just picked up her skirt and walked right over each of the candles that were in her way all the way to the door at the end of the maze. Once she made it all the way to the podium she turned around with a smile expecting me to be there. Her smile wavered a bit when she saw I wasn't there, but she looked up and saw me staring at her, slack jawed with nothing to say. (wink wink, Stephen speaks "Out of my league". Amazing song, listen to it sometime.) She giggled and she motioned with her hand for me to get over there with her.
So I jumped over every candle that got in my way of getting to her.
When I got there I saw that she still had the same smile on her face and her eyes were bright and shining. The escort standing at the podium looked at us like we were imbeciles and that he was to classy to serve us…um hello, who is the escort and who got the invite?
"Name?"the escort said.
"Cullen. Edward Cullen."
"And you are?" he looked at Bella.
"Swan. Isabella Swan." Doing to perfect imitation of me.
"Sorry, there is no Isabella Swan on this list." He sneered. His eyes had this strange look in them. Like he was proud of himself for kicking her out.
"Excuse me sir." I interjected. "Ms.Swan is my date, so if you would so kindly remove your hand from her, I would greatly appreciate it."
He blanched.
"I'm so sorry sir, I-I didn't mean…" he stammered.
"It's okay, I won't tell anyone." I winked.
He smiled gratefully, and offered his arm to Bella.
"May I escort a lovely lady into A Night of Dreams?" He asked Bella.
"Yes you may." Bella responded looking slightly flustered at the change of events.
He offered her his arm and she took it. She looked at me and held out her other arm.
"Bella, that's not customary." I hissed.
"And?" she looked at me expectantly.
I smiled at her and took her arm. They still fit perfectly together; like to jigsaw puzzle pieces.
She smiled her radiant smile at me and then flashed it to the escort. He looked at her dazed. Apparently I wasn't the only one who was dazzled by her impeccable beauty and her modesty of it.
"Let's go." She said, she sounded like a giddy little girl.
The escort led us through a red curtain that opened up to the grand ballroom. It was grand. There was a dance floor in the middle. There were round tables surrounding the dance floor and a long rectangular head table in front of the stage which held the orchestra. They were playing slow dancing music which made me want to grab Bella and twirl her all around the dance floor. The head table held all the doctors which were being honored tonight, which included my dad and several other doctors.
The tables were decorated magnificently. They had cream colored table cloths. The center piece was a vase holding red roses and white lilies. Wrapped around the vase was a red silk ribbon which tied into a big bow. The napkins were red and the ribbon wrapped around it was cream. The plates were white and had gold trimming. All in all, they decorators decorated wonderfully.
I heard Bella gasp and I turned to make sure everything was alright. She was looking around at everything trying to take it all in. Her eyes landed on the diamond chandelier and she stayed looking at it for a while. Then she looked at me, nothing but shock and care in her eyes.
"Edward, you shouldn't have brought me here." She whispered. I looked behind her and reliazed that our escort had left us and were standing by an ice sculpture of a rose and a lilly.
"But I wanted to." I whispered back.
"I don't deserve this Edward."
"Bella, listen to me, you are a beautiful girl. And I wanted to take that beautiful girl out tonight."
She looked at me and I saw tear roll down her cheek. Slowly, never breaking eye contact, I lifted my hand and wiped the tear away. She gasped when I touched her cheek, but she didn't flinch away; which I was glad for.
"Your family is looking at us and smiling like a bunch of goons." She giggled.
I turned around and saw Rosalie and Alice smiling and bouncing in their seats and Emmet and Jasper winked and smiled.
I looked down, feeling slightly embarrassed, but Bella grabbed my hand and we walked over to the table. Alice had it cleverly set up so that I was next to Emmett and Bella was next to her.
Bella pulled out her chair and sat down so I followed suit.
"Dude, your supposed to pull out her chair." Emmett whispered in my ear.
"I had no time." I whispered back.
I looked over at Bella and Alice was whispering hurriedly in Bella's ear causing her to blush and look down. I felt so bad for her, she looked so embarrassed and downtrodden. I just wanted to whisk her away onto the dance floor and dance until that gloomy look was off her face, for good.
I leaned over and whispered in her ear "Feel like dancing?"
She shivered and giggled. "Well since you are so persuasive, why not."
I stood up and offered her my hand and she gripped it so tightly, but it felt so right.
I walked her out to the dance floor when "Back to One" by Brian McKnight came on.
"I love this song, Eddkinns." She squealed, sounding a lot like Tanya.
I gaped at her, trying to figure out her change in personality.
She giggled. "Did you honestly ever think that I would call you that? I hate that as much as you do, especially when we were in 4th grade and Jessica decided that you guys were going to get married and have 11 children. That's all she called you for a week."
I placed my hands on her hips (she says she has no curves, I strongly disagree) and she wrapped her hands around my neck.
"I remember that, on the playground her and Tanya would chase me around the slide making kissy noises. You didn't even help me, you just stood up it the tree house laughing."
"No I helped you."
"Once! When I tripped!"
" Let's just agree that I helped you and you are ever so grateful for me being there to help you and you are forever in my debt."
"Oh great powerful Isabella…"
"Stop it..."
I held her closer and she buried her face in my neck. It felt so right, I could stay like this forever. Her and me
