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It was a Tuesday morning when I fulfilled my promise, my promise to never ride within Bella's rustically withered truck again. With my back pressed against the cool metal, I lay looking up at the weeping sky – each droplet a single note within an ancient lullaby. As the melody of water tumbled from the sky, as it's gentle touch kissed my skin…I couldn't help but sing. A song that my father had once enchanted my mother with, a song that my mama had…that we had once danced to escaped my lips. The Ukrainian words sounded sweet and airy on my tongue as they swam within the breeze. An untamed smile waltzed across my lips as I sung, as I stretched my hands up towards the sky – my fingers moving as my wrists twirled to the rhythm. I could feel my pulse push against my veins, my blood sparkle and bones humming as the music took me, claimed me heart, body, soul and mind. I was a slave to it…to the world of wild creativity ever since I took my first breath. Parting my wet lips, I stuck out my tongue and savoured the taste of raw water.

Suddenly seeing the school buildings approach, I could feel my heart harden with a metallic weight. I could feel a cage – a prison of brick and marble curl within me as I closed my eyes with a laziness that mirrored the rain fall. Nervousness pinch my skin – another day.

I did not sit up when the truck stopped, nor did I when Bella dropped my bag onto my stomach with a clean, heavy thumb. Opening my eyes, I tiled my head to side as I looked up at my little cousin who peered down at me with bewilderment. I smiled at her puzzlement and blinked away the water droplets that clung to my eyelashes. I was not sure how Bella managed it – to conceal herself inside that metal box.

"Hello you," I said lightly. "I missed you." Placing my hand on the patch of cool metal next to me, I tapped it in an encouraging and welcoming gesture. "Would-would you like to join me?"

Bella shook her head with an awkward grimace.

"Do not be angry with the rain; it simply does not know how to fall upwards." I told her gently, outstretching my hand to watch the sky's tears snake around my fingers. "Vladimir Nabokov." Flicking my eyes back to my cousin, I narrowed them as I noticed her shivering form – her arms woven tightly around her. "Here." I sat up on my knees and took off my white parka before handing it to her. She shook her head at my offer.

"No, Willa I-I I'm fine." I bit my lip in confusion as she tried to stop her shaking. Shuffling towards the edge of the truck, my knees skimmed the surface of metal that separate my cousin and I. I pressed a finger underneath her chin, applying the slightest of pressures to tilt her head upwards.

"Sweetheart I…you need it more than I." I tapped her nose lightly before handing her my parka once more. Reluctantly, she lifted it from my hand with a roll of her eyes and put it on.

I leaned over the side of the truck and placed the hood over her head to keep her warm. "There!" I said happily as her shaking can to an end. "The perfect image of beautiful and radiant warmth." A timid smile tugged her lips upwards as her cheeks pricked with an embarrassed pink. I leaned in a little closer, widening my eyes with concern at the puffiness of hers. "Are-are you alright Bells? I wondered aloud with fragility. "Y-you've got a case of the pu-puffy eyes."

Her embarrassed pink cheeks flushed red as she adverted her gaze to the floor. "Yea um…I couldn't sleep with the wind echoing around the house." I frowned. Frowned because the wind had the opposite effect on me, because of my inability to understand. Standing up, I leapt over the side of the truck, landing on the wet gravel with a small plop.

Placing my hand on her cheek, I caressed her cold skin and I tried to will my warmth into her. "M-maybe you could sleep through trigonometry?" I suggested with a childish smile. "It's a silly subject any-anyways and…ooh! The text book is even big enough to act as a pillow." I told her encouragingly as I let my hand fall to my side.

"Willa!" The sound of my name cracking the wind caused my heart to thump an ungraceful surprised beat. I spun around on the balls of my feet, my hair tumbling around me at my sudden movement. Seeing Josie and Otto nestled within a rather large silver car with its doors open, I went up on my tiptoes and waved at their cheerful faces.

Feeling a warm breath on the tip of my ear, Bella said "You should go join them." The smile from my face faded as I turned towards her with a complete look of appal.

"Bella, I…" I took both of her hands in mine, applying the lightest of pressures as my eyebrows knited together with surprise. "Sweetheart, Bells, you're… my cousin and I would never leave you to be with my friends. You…you always come first, always." I tapped her cold blushing nose which scrunched up at my touch before she pulled away. Taking her hands out of mine, she took a single step back and gestured over my shoulder with her head.

"Go." She stated simply. I licked the cold shell away from my lips before parting them to argue but, "Go." She quickly said, crossing her arms as she towered over me. "Now."

"Bu-" She gave me a playful shove towards my friends, an 'oooop' noise escaping my lips in surprise at her force. Yet as I looked at my cousin, at her need for independence…I, despite my feelings of guilt and selfishness, began to walk away from her. As I came closer to my friends, I peeked behind me and felt my veins knot. She was all by herself, standing lonesome with her back leaning against the truck and her nose nestled in a book. I paused in my stride, unable to move until I saw her friends approach her. She seemed happy with them, yet her timid and awkward nature remained.

Turning back towards my friends, I pushed back my prickling worry and guilt with a quick shoulder shake. She had her friends, she is alright – everything is alright. With a wide teethie smile, my tongue poked through them at my friends as I skipped towards them – my pink ballet slippers wet as they swam through scattered puddles. Leaping over a small line of hedges that separate us, I gracefully stopped in front of their vehicle and straightened out my paste pink skirt.

"Hello you two!" I chirped, waddling forward like penguin to nestle my feet within a small rippling puddle.

"Hey Willa, what's, what?" Otto asked, shifting in his seat to meet my eyes. His hair was wet – shaggy as it tumbled over his eyes in lazy waves. "How was your first night? Have any good dreams? About anyone in particular, any –" Josie pinched his arm from the driver's seat just as my tooth bit down on my lip to stifle a note of laughter.

"I…" Memories of the night, of the fawn…they blanketed my mind as my breath thickened and quivered with a fearful nervous itch. Blinking quickly, I pushed back my remembrance and forced a naïve innocence to glaze over my eyes. "They were magical, thank you truly." I told him with a childish happiness that I willed to caress my heart and sweeten my oxygen. But each time I blinked…she was there, that baby fawn…those bites. I blinked faster, trying to blur those images as I sucked in my bottom lip. She was safe, she was alright and wherever she was…I…I knew in my heart that she was safe, safe from pain and fear, just like my mama. I could feel my grief suddenly creep up on me for my mother, for my father and Fitz. Grief. It is a strange and slippery thing. For, no matter how much I thought I could control it, hide it…it always had a way to sneak back into me like some grey, suffocating mist.

Seeing my friends furrow their eyebrows at my sudden distant silence, I flicked my eyes to see the open textbooks in their laps.

"Jeepers!" I exclaimed with genuine shock. "It's only eight and you are already stuck into Calculus homework! Mind if I borrow your brain? I may need it if I am to pass my exams." I admitted sheepishly and leaned forward to look at the foreign and unreadable language that is mathematics.

"You're going to cut out her brain?" Otto said in fear, and by the look Josie gave him I knew he was serious. I wove my arms around me as we both waited for Otto to release what he had said. "Oh god." His features pulled into an endearing grimace. "Forget I said that, Please?"

"Don't worry Otto," I popped, and leaned forward to place a gentle hand on his knee, "It's wiped from our memories."

"W-well actually that's n-not possible. You s-see, studies have been done which show nothing can be wiped' fr-from you're brain. Even t-though you don't remember something those memories a-are still there but just h-hidden from your con-conscious mind." Whilst Otto started blankly at Josie, I stared in surprise – in wonder of how such a beautiful and magnificent brain could hold so much knowledge.

I saw Otto swallow deeply from the corner of my eye. "You-you mean everything?" He asked sheepishly as he filtered through his past memories.

Josie smiled back at him innocently. "Yep, E-every dandy memory."

"How…how did you know all of that?" I pondered allowed in complete captivation, my question causing Josie's cheeks to blush pink.

"A-a t-thirst for know-knowledge and n-not having friends h-helps." She said timidly as her eyes adverted down towards her knees. I felt my muscles loosen a whimper at her confession, but Otto was quick to comfort her. Placing a finger underneath her chin, he made her look into those two large of his – his goofy nature but a ghost.

"Hey, you will always have me. Always."

I couldn't help but look away at their intimate moment – at a moment that reminded me of Fitz and I. It didn't take me long for my eyes to capture my little cousin. She was near her friends, yet her mind was elsewhere. Narrowing my own, I took a shy step towards her – the tips of my shoes kissing the outer rim of the puddle. Her gaze was strong and focused as it locked onto an empty parking space where she waited for silver Volvo to appear. I knew she wanted to comfort him, but a part of me was somewhat relieved that Edward had not showed. After seeing the affect, he had of my cousin, after seeing her frustration at his difference – I was afraid that a confrontation may hurt them both. And with Bells being in the angry state she was, perhaps his absence could allow her to find tranquillity, to find clarity.


"Jeepers, that was boring." I exhaled as Josie, Otto and I walked out of Physics. The hallways were already filled with people, the monotone buzz of several conversations humming through the hallways. I clutched my book against my chest as the three of us made our way to English.

"Yep," Otto nodded enthusiastically, "yet the more I think about it, I don't think boring even covers what we just experienced." A puff of laugher bubbled out of my throat as he stuck out his tongue and mushed up his features.

"I'm afraid no word could." I admitted so softly that Otto had to bend down to hear my confession. I bit my lip in an attempt to withhold my frustration. "I…I mean we-we were in there for less than a minute before little z's started popping out of my head!" I raised my dancing fingers above my head as I demonstrated an animated sleeping character. "Like in the cartoons!"

"Exactly!" Josie exclaimed, hugging her books closer to her chest. "I-I mean I'm a science nerd and all, but that lesson was the boringest of boring. An insult to all physics lessons." She continued as we walked up the narrow staircase – our steps echoing as we bustled through the crowds.

"Wow there, Josie." I heard from behind me as I climbed one step at a time. "No need to get all worked up." His voice was soft, yet held a humorous element to each thread that laced his words. "Though I'm sure the Physics lords appreciate you defending them."

I couldn't help but laugh as they talked, as Josie complained about the class and Otto's attempts to calm her. The further I walked up the stairs, the softer their voices drifted. Once I reached the top of the stairs, I craned my neck over my shoulder to see Josie and Otto standing on the stairs in each other's arms – Otto with his head on Josie's as he talked to her. I couldn't help but smile at the sight, smile at their happiness – at their rare friendship that mirrored what I once had.

I could suddenly feel a horrid feeling, a feeling that cut into my heart with a vicious, twisted knife – jealously. I quickly shook my head, wanting to be free of its wicked presence. I quickly turned on my heels, making my way through the crowds, through the laughter and chatter until a shoulder suddenly knocked me into the side of the stair railing. My fingers curled around the metal as I gathered myself, coiled into myself so I wouldn't be a bother for people to pass. I could feel my breathing steady as my eyes flicked down to the floor below. There was a mixture of students – happy, stressed, frustrated, they were all there as they moved to their next class.

It was when I decided to continue making my way to English when I captured sight of my tutor below.

Although he was conversing lightly with his brother, Emmett, his back remained as straight as that of a ballet dancer. His hands were knotted behind his back; a calm expression moulding the features. Suddenly, as if he could hear my breathing, his eyes looked up through his eyelashes and captured mine. His eyes were dark as I stared at them – into him as he stared into me. I felt my body go tight, as if his eyes were wriggling within me, manipulating my very emotions. I felt my lips part as my veins burned, as they blushed in a forbidden way – a way that sparked guilt that ignited fear. My breath quivered as I looked into him, as I saw his pain – his lack of freedom, his desire to be…to be wild. I could see them so clearly in his eyes, and the longer I looked, the more I… understood him.

It was only when he inclined his head in acknowledgment that I broke free of his gaze, gasped with guilt and hid behind the wall. I felt my heart hammer, hammer so hard against its cage of bone and cartilage that I pressed a hand to it. I pressed my back against the wall, willing myself into the shadows as I closed my eyes. Hush now, I told myself, hush now. I wanted this feeling of attraction to go, to throw them into a universe that was not my own. My whole life I had never felt this way, not once, and I didn't like it. It felt dangerous, felt forbidden and complicated and I didn't want it. I couldn't understand why his appearance magnetised me so, why I could see into him. It was wrong – so, so wrong. I couldn't let a person I barely knew affect me in such a way, I couldn't.

So, I took in a deep breath, smiled at my friends as they approached me and filled my day with distractions.


I straightened out the creases in my shorts and traced the lines on the palm of my hand as I sat on the bleachers – awaiting our instructions from our coach. Bending over between the seats, I pulled up my lace-trimmed socks as my friends conversed beside me. It was our final class on Wednesday as a lazy hue drifted from the students. It had not stopped raining all day, and I couldn't help but tilt my neck back to look towards the ceiling, to where the rain fell behind it. I could feel my bones sing for its touch, my nose tingle in yearning for its smell. A gruff clearing of the coach's throat snapped my thoughts in two as my concentration shifted towards the lesson.

"Alright everyone, listen up. As I'm sure you all know, this year we are holding a special promenade, or as you refer to it, prom, dance for the senior students. Unlike previous years, you will be excepted to participate in a father-daughter, mother-son dance as well as waltz with your selected partners. Now, we were originally going to do the dance unit closer to the time, but…with complications in booking the pool for the swimming unit we've decided to switch them." My lips twitched with excitement at this revelation. I was a born dancer – my body and soul willing slaves to the music and art form ever since I was a child. I sucked in my bottom lip in a feeble attempt to contain my excitement. Feeling my blood bubble and sparkle, my legs did a quick jiggle of glee as I released a tiny, peppy "Eeee!"

"Okay, listen up everyone for your name. Despite having the partner of your choice for the prom, in class I will assign you to another student." Coach Clapp looked to his clipboard and began to list the names off in a sluggish manner. The impatient humming of students filled the room as both their excitement or disappointment broke the caged air of the gym. Coiling my fingers around the edge of my seat, I looked around with wide eyes in gleeful anticipation. With Otto and Josie paired with strangers, I bit my lip in curiosity at who my partner would be.

"Willa Fawn," my breath hitched at the sound of my name. "You'll be paired with Jasper Hale." My breath clotted in my throat at the sound of his name – sticky and heavy as I tried to swallow it. With a skittish smile, I rose to my feet and padded my way down the bleachers – jumping the last step with a gentle plop. I didn't look behind me as I walked to a free place in the gym where we would waltz - I couldn't. His steps where silent behind mine, but I could feel his electric presence. Stopping in place, I met his eyes in a timid manner as he stood next to me – his poised structured frame towering over mine as he dominated our space. Flicking my eyes away, we did not speak a word as we waited for our next instructions. With my eyes to the floor, I involuntarily scrunched up my lips at the sight of how large his feet were in comparison to mine – for mine were nearly half the size of his.

Forgetting all polite and acceptable social practices, I shuffled towards him and placed my foot next to his – my face reflecting my bewilderment and wonder without dilution. I was just about to bend down and measure the difference with my fingers when suddenly the coach's booming voice snapped my curious trance.

With sudden embarrassment staining my cheeks, I quickly shuffled away from him and peeped up to look at his puzzled face.

"I…I'm sorry." My voice was soft as it hid underneath coach Clapp's instructions. "Big feet." The words escaped me before I could withhold them and I quickly turned away to focus on the coach. My pulse pressed outwards – jerking the veins within.

"Now since you are all in pairs, today's class will be about assessing what you are already capable of. When I play the music, I want you and your partner to dance together…feel the music rather than just listen to it and then we will go from there." Hearing this, I felt my heart slow as a more professional and artistic mind-set caressed my body. He was just a boy – a stranger and I suppose…I turned around to face him once more. Feeling his eyes on me, I gazed up at him in silence. I knew nothing about him, and since my foolish and unintelligible behaviour towards him suffocated my ability to comprehensively speak – I would discover him, break whatever this was, through dance.

Rolling my shoulders back, my back straightened as the first note of the orchestral music broke the air. Staring up at him with an unspoken intensity and promise, I took a single step towards him, his chest a few inches from my nose. My breaths were deep and warm as I felt his fingertips brush against mine. His touch was an iced feather as they guided my hand in one smooth motion to his shoulder. Tilting my neck back, my eyes bore into his – welcoming his gaze as our eyes swam in an intimate welcome. With my free hand, I hesitantly guided his with my palm to rest upon my waist – our eyes not breaking once as my hand then slipped into his gentle hold and I…after one more moment of collection, of tranquillity, control and calm I…let myself go.

It was as if I were a mere puppet, bending and wielding to his control as he guided me across the floor – our eyes trapped within a silent embrace. I felt my heart swim, dance as my feet glided and floated, as my fingers caressed and teased the hand I held. But as my heart pounded against my chest, as my blood heated and intensified, as the tempo of the music rose, I could no longer be bound to a classical waltz. Without needing to tell him, we came to a stop. Our eyes adverted to our joint hands as they slowly released – our palms hovering in front of one another as they kissed a ghost's touch. With the music weaving in-between my veins, our hands – our arms began to dance like ribbons in the wind with each other and my eyes found his once more as he guided me across the floor. Our movements were effortless, fragile as we slowly broken open – gently spilling each other's souls into our eyes as our bodies caressed and discovered one another as we danced, as we flew and soared in a world of our own.

My eyes were locked with his in a feverish intensity as we bended and wove - becoming marionettes to the music. I could feel his delicate fragility, his fiery untamed passion and almost militaristic manner. He burned within me, as our hands, our finger tips teased each other's naked and clothed flesh. I twirled, spun and spun until his hands guided me back towards him – my fingertips gentle on his shoulder as our hands danced like spiralling smoke. Captivated and entranced breathless smiles stained our lips as we gave ourselves to one another, lay each other raw and vulnerable as we moved as equals in this perfect fiery delicacy.

As the music quickened, as it shattered into a crescendo I could no longer hear…no longer see and feel anyone but him. My heart splintered as my blood thunderously sang within me, as the music and his eyes drowned me, claimed me as with one swift motion he placed his hands underneath my armpits and lift me straight above his head, my fingertips brushing the tips of his ears as he spun and spun with our eyes fixated on each other. I let my head drop backwards in defeat, my eyes mist over as the music calmed, as he twirling slowed and I…

Swallowing, my breath became shaky – trembled as he slowly brought me down. My eyes lazily flicked back to his, as I descended – my nose and eyes but a whisper away from his as he lowered me down and down, down until my feet timidly grazed the floor and the music stop – his touch suddenly a memory as we both stepped away from each other in bewildered and panicked haste.

My chin crumpled as I felt everyone's stares and I…I suddenly felt naked. Abruptly, I wrapped my arms around myself and pointedly looked away to the ground as an awkward silence coated the room.

"Right, well…" My ears flared pink with embarrassment as my nails dug into my arms. Coach Clapp continued, 'looks like we have two experts in the room. However, why ah…why not let's switch parents and ah…continue. Right, now." Neither Jasper nor I wasted a second in turning away from one another and walking to opposing ends of the room with a new partner. But as I danced a controlled, classic and somewhat clumsy waltz with Otto…my mind had been stolen by the man across the room.


It had been a single hour since P.E, since…

Siting in the library as I waited for my tutor to arrive I opened my copy of Dracula, the spine loosening a crack, and began to read in a feeble attempt to grasp distraction.

Allowing my eyes to mist over, I flicked to a random page in the book before placing my finger somewhere along its content. Opening my eyes, I read. "There are darkness's in life, and there are lights"

"And you are one of those lights." My finger shivered above the ink stained paper before my eyes flicked up to capture two golden eyes. "The light of all lights."

Authors Note: Hi everyone! What did ya'll think? I was super nervous about posting this chapter as it's more focused on Willa's internal emotions after the night with her music and the fawn. But the next chapter will be more light hearted and fun! I hope ya'll liked Willa and Jasper's first real interaction and are excited to see how their first tutoring lesson will go. There relationship will be a slow and intense burn at first! If ya'll have any comments, suggestions, questions or anything then please feel free to leave a review! Until next time my beautiful readers!

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