Chapter 2

The song didn't seem to want to end so since I hadn't seen Alice or Edward in a while, with Mike en tow, we searched for them. I hadn't noticed that Edward had left the room while I was dancing.

We found Edward getting yelled at by Tanya.

"What the hell, Edward! So, you're breaking up with me because of her?" The emphasis on 'her' wasn't a good sign. A loud noise was heard and it was apparent that she had slapped him. He held his face and she said, "Now maybe you can feel the hurt that I feel."

She turned around to walk away and her eyes connected with mine. I didn't think anything of it until she said, "I hope you two are happy together." and she pushed past me, away from the scene.

I seriously had no idea what was going on but, I saw Edwards face. His cheek was red, cherry red and he looked like he was in pain.

I walked up to him, needing to help him some how. I gently put my hand on his shoulder. He looked up, surprised that I was there. He smiled, then winced from the pain of his cheek.

"Hey, are you okay?" I asked as he looked down to me.

"Ugh, yeah. I'm fine. I'm kinda glad that its over though." he said, wincing once again when the right side of his mouth turned up into his famous crooked smile.

"Are you sure? That slap was pretty hard. I felt it being a few feet away." I said, putting my hand on his cheek, hoping to make the pain go away.

He chuckled and said, "Well, it did hurt but, I'm feeling better as we speak." he looked to Mike, who was still standing behind me. I was still unknowingly oblivious to him being there until Edward continued to speak. "Um, what are you guys up to?"

My mind soared as I realized Mike standing behind me. I casually looked up to a smiling Mike and said, "Um, we've been dancing, needed a breather."

Edward looked to Mike and asked, " Are you enjoying yourself?" Mike nodded and excused himself to get a drink, leaving Edward and I alone. For some strange reason, the tension in the air was awkward. We simply just stood there, doing absolutely nothing but giving the occasional glance and flirty smile.

After about 5 minutes of this, Edward asked, "Hey, you wanna dance?" Since Mike hadn't resurfaced to claim me again, I figured why not.

"Yes. I would love to dance with you."

He pulled his hand out of his pocket where it had been for a while and reached for mine. His touch was rough but very inviting. Our hands moved together until they were intertwined.

He pulled me to the dance floor. We began to dance to "Seventeen Forever" by Metro Station, neither of us letting go of each others hand. I didn't know why but, the feel of his hand in mine sent a spark throughout my body.

Edward and I had been inseparable during the early years of our friendship. Everything changed when we entered high school. He was suddenly 'hot' to every girl in school, always talking his way out of everything. We really hadn't had a real conversation since we were 14. Being a girl at that age, and Edwards growing masculinity, I was beginning to have a crush on him. At the age of 17, I should be over it, right?