Disclaimer- The fabulous characters of my story, with the exclusion of a few, belong to the wonderful Stephenie Meyer and come from her Twilight series.

Calli came downstairs to see everyone but Edward and Bella waiting.

"Uh, what's up guys?" she asked cautiously.

"We're going to the open house tonight!" Alice said excitedly, bouncing up and down.

"That's really, really, very not necessary."

"We want to see what you did with the dance team," Esme said.

"Look, this isn't like graduation or something, I don't need a bunch of people there to watch. I'm not even dancing anyway."

"Come on, it's gonna be fun," Alice said, grabbing Calli's arm and pulling her out to the car.

Calli groaned and rolled her eyes.

They got to the school and went into the gym. Calli looked around and spotted Jacob, who gave her a small smile and looked away.

The day Calli found out about her dreams had been tense. But the next couple days after that had been better, and they resumed their…whatever they had just fine.

But today something was different about Jacob. She could see that something had happened, or something had changed, and she didn't know what. She tried not to think about it as she looked around for Jaqie.

"Calli, there you are, oh thank goodness!" Jaqie exclaimed, running up to her. "You have to dance tonight!"

"What? What are you talking about?" Calli asked, looking puzzled.

"Katie hurt her ankle today! She twisted it when she was getting out of her car! You're gonna have to dance with us!"

"Uh, Jaqie, why don't you go back to the locker room? I'll be there in a minute."

Jaqie looked at Calli with wide eyes, but Calli just nodded. She turned and walked away.

Calli turned back and looked at Carlisle.

"I don't see why not. I don't think it's that big of a deal. No one seems to suspect anything," Carlisle said, smiling at her. "But Calli," he hesitated. "You didn't…"

"No, I didn't do anything to her ankle. Tempting, but no," Calli said, rolling her eyes and walking off toward the locker room.

Jacob sat in the back of the gym, arms folded, watching Jaqie talk to Calli. Calli finished talking to her and then looked back at Carlisle. Carlisle nodded and said something, and Calli went to the locker room.

Soon the program began, and one of the administrators started talking about the school.

It was becoming too much for him. Being around her everyday was getting too hard. He wanted more; at times he was ready to say what the hell and take it.

But he knew, he absolutely knew, he couldn't. That as much as he wanted it, it wasn't possible. And he didn't know how much longer he would be able to do this.

He knew she felt something for him. He didn't know exactly what, but he knew it was something. It became more evident every day.

And that made it that much harder. Knowing that she might want the same things he did was more than he could handle. It was becoming clear that he was going to have to do something…and soon.

The administrator announced the dance team and they walked out; Calli was with them.

What the…?

He looked at all the girls; Katie was missing, with Calli in her place. She looked unbelievable in the pink and white outfit the girls had designed together. He went down closer so he would have a better view.

The routine started, and the entire crowd became silent. Calli was by far the most amazing dancer there, but she had done wonders with the other girls; they looked great.

Just thirty seconds or so into the routine Calli caught Jacob's eye. They stared at each other through the whole thing. Jacob became unaware of everything around him. He just stared into her eyes, his heart racing. He was becoming breathless and felt a little shaky. It was all he could do not to go down there and grab her right then and there.

When it ended there were loud cheers all around him, but he still didn't break the gaze. The other girls were moving around, talking to each other excitedly, but Calli stood her ground, never taking her eyes from his. Finally Jaqie went to grab Calli and hug her, and her eyes pulled away.

Jacob dropped his head, taking deep breaths and closing his eyes, massaging them with his fingers. He fought to get his heart rate down.

He finally managed to calm himself slightly, and looked up to see Chris talking to Calli. He balled his fists and got ready to go down to her.

But he suddenly stopped. He knew he couldn't handle many more of these encounters. They were too much, and the day would come when he wasn't going to keep himself from what he really wanted.

He knew what he had to do. He didn't want to do it. But that couldn't matter anymore; he had to.

He had to leave.

"So, what are you doing after this thing tonight?" Chris asked, continuing a conversation Calli had been trying to stop from the beginning. She looked up into the bleachers, but she couldn't see Jacob anywhere.

"Huh?" she said absentmindedly.

"I thought maybe you'd want to go out later."

Calli exhaled in frustration. "Look Chris. I don't know how to make this any clearer. I'm really, truly, not interested," she said, looking him directly in the eye.

"I don't really believe that," Chris said, smiling. "You just haven't given me a chance."

"Chris, I have to go. I'll see you Monday." She walked away quickly, still scanning the bleachers.

"Oh my gosh, that was so amazing Calli!" one of the girls came and shouted. "That seriously has to be, like, the best we have ever done!"

Calli gave her a small smile. "You guys were great."

"Yeah, because of you. You are just the best!"

"Thanks. Umm, I gotta go. I'll see you Monday."

She walked over to where everyone was waiting.

"That was so amazing Calli!" Alice exclaimed, giving her a big hug.

"Thanks," Calli said, sounding preoccupied.

"You are incredibly talented," Esme said, smiling and giving her a hug too.

"That was pretty amazing," Rosalie said, almost in awe.

"Yeah. They didn't suck this time," Emmett said.

"It was really great Calli," Carlisle added.

"Thanks you guys. Umm, I'll be right back. Just hang on."

Calli walked away, scanning the bleachers as she made her way out of the gym. She looked around outside, but she didn't see him anywhere. She went and walked around a few hallways, but he was nowhere in sight.

She walked back into the gym, looking a little dazed.

"Are you ok?" Carlisle asked with concern.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Can we just go home?"

Carlisle looked at her questioningly for a moment. "Sure. Let's go."

Calli looked around for him the whole way out to the car, finding nothing.

Calli sat at her table, legs crossed, her head in one hand, the other tapping her pencil noisily against the tabletop. She stared off into space, not hearing a word of what the teacher said.

It had been five days since she had seen Jacob. Five days! Where was he? She had seen him last when they had been locked in that gaze during her routine.

That was the most amazing thing that had ever happened to her. Something had almost…passed between them that night. She hadn't even wanted to continue dancing, which was a first for her.

She just wanted to go to him. The urge was overwhelming; it felt like it was hitting her full force. In that moment she hadn't cared what he was, what she was. She had just decided she was going to go to him, that none of it mattered.

But she hadn't been able to find him anywhere after it had ended. That had been Friday. The weekend was torture; the only relief had been knowing she would see him first thing Monday. She hurried to class, but he hadn't gotten there yet.

He never came…to any of the classes. Tuesday either.

And now it was Wednesday, and he still wasn't there. She was almost worried, until she thought realistically; he was a werewolf, she was pretty sure there wasn't too much that could hurt him.

But where was he then? She felt like something inside was dying at not seeing him; like a part of her physically needed him. She had asked Carlisle if he knew anything, but he had no idea why Jacob wasn't there.

The part of Calli's mind that she didn't want to listen to told her that he was avoiding her; that he didn't want to see her.

But thinking about that killed her. Things had been going so well with them; not the way she would have preferred, but she still got to be around him. And that made her happy.

She was upset at herself at the same time. She had tried desperately throughout her life not to rely on anyone; not to need anyone. But she knew without a doubt she needed him. He was the only thing in her life that mattered right now. And the fact that he wasn't there was too much to bear.

She had obsessed over this the last few days. But the only logical answer was that he didn't want to see her. And every time that thought entered her head she felt like she would break in two.

The bell rang and she made her way to the gym. She didn't even change; she just told the girls she would observe today. She walked around in a daze, giving them a few pointers here and there, but not really paying attention.

Jaqie must have noticed she wasn't all there; she ended the practice after just over an hour. Calli walked to her car and drove home, hardly noticing the drive. She walked into the house.

"Hello," Carlisle said.

"How was your day?" asked Esme.

"Fine," Calli replied distractedly.

"Still no Jacob?" Carlisle asked.

"Huh?"

"Jacob still hasn't come back?" he asked gently.

"Oh. No," she said, and made her way to her room.

Calli sat for hours thinking about it over and over. After awhile she was more angry than anything. The anger was a little easier to deal with than the pain, so she let that take over, and she wallowed in it.

But every time she pictured Jacob; his smile, the way it lit up his entire face; his big, muscular frame, the way his hand had felt against her skin; she started to crumble again. She imagined his eyes looking into hers and the pain wanted to take over.

But she was resolved to being angry, and held onto that with all her might. She heard a knock on the door that pulled her out of her thoughts. "Come in," she said dully.

Carlisle walked in, looking at her carefully. "How are you?"

"I'm fine."

"You don't really look like you're fine."

"Well, I am."

"Calli, I know you and Jacob have become…close lately."

"Yeah, I guess," Calli mumbled.

"I just don't want you to get hurt."

Too late for that.

"The two of you…your circumstances are very…difficult."

"Well, you know, I really don't think that it's going to be a problem. Obviously Jacob doesn't want to see me," Calli said angrily.

Carlisle sighed. "Jacob just called Calli. He wants you to meet him."

Calli stared at Carlisle incredulously. "He just called?" she demanded.

"Yes."

"Where?"

Carlisle stared at Calli. "Do you know what you're doing Calli?"

"Yeah, I'm going to go yell at Jacob," she retorted, grabbing a raincoat out of her closet.

"Calli, I don't need you to tell me you love Jacob for me to know it."

Calli's eyes darted to his, then quickly away.

"I also don't need him to tell me to know that he loves you."

"I really don't think that's the case."

"Be careful Calli. This is more complicated than even you know."

"Where?" she demanded again.