Mystery Dance

I woke up this morning with a vengeance. Dancing last night got a lot off my chest and cleared my mind to give me some room to think. I was determined to confront Edward Cullen, I was going to demand him to tell me what his problem was. I parked next to the shiny silver Volvo that I knew belonged to him, giving me a better chance to run into him. I got through the first four periods of the day with anxiety building up in the pit of my stomach. As I walked in the lunch room my eyes immediately went to the table where Edward and Alice sat yesterday. To my disappointment Alice was sitting there alone, no Edward. I decided I was going to sit next to her, until she frantically got up threw away her uneaten food, and rushed out of the cafeteria.

"What is up with everyone in this damn town?" I said mostly to my self, until Tara and her posse walked by.

"Talking to yourself now Bella?" Tara asked ignorantly as she passed my way.

I just rolled my eyes.

"Oh, by the way" she continued "I left laundry in the hallway for you to do, I expect them to be washed, dried, and put away by the time I get home from Laurens"

I began to walk away.

"Okay, Bella?" She asked irritated now.

I turned around and said "I got it Tara alright."

She laughed mockingly, and then pointed to Tanya who reached in her bag for something. Then Tara took Laurens cupcake and shoved it all over my white T-shirt.

"Ha-ha! I got that on tape. Your face is priceless Bella."

"What the hell?"

"I told you I wanted to show you how lame you are" Tara said "I just decided that there should be an audience."

I sprinted out of the lunch room trying to hold back my tears of embarrassment. I ran right towards the bathroom. I opened the door to find Alice on her phone talking so low that I couldn't make out what she was saying, but I did here the words "can't avoid her any longer." I didn't acknowledge it.

"I'm…I'm sorry." I said though I don't know what it was that I was apologizing for.

Alice then turned around and looked at me.

"Um, I have to go" Alice talked into her receiver and then quickly snapped the phone shut.

"What happened?"

"Evil step sisters" I said in a bitter tone.

"Shall I call you Cinderella" She asked trying to lighten the mood.

I laughed a little and said "Not until I find my prince charming."

She laughed and said, "Let me help you with your shirt come to my locker."

I agreed not knowing exactly what it was in her locker that would help me with this pink frosting on my white cotton tee. I was willing to follow her though; maybe I could get some information on Edward. Alice unlocked her locker and pulled out an extension piece that held five shirts just hanging there.

"Nice locker renovations." I commented.

She beamed an elated smile. "Thanks, I installed it for situation such as these; I have a feeling it is going to come in a lot of use with you around Bella." She teased.

I smiled, she was probably right.

I picked out a plain light blue t-shirt, Alice gave me a disapproving look.

"What?" I asked.

"It's just so…blah"

"Hey it's your shirt." I said accusingly.

She pulled out a white blazer from her locker and forced it on me. The look on her face seem satisfied as she accessorized me.

"Hey, thanks Alice this was nice of you."

"No problem…I have to go now though, you can keep the clothes…see you later." And Alice scurried down the hallway before I could ask any questions about Edward, leaving me slightly disappointed.

I got home and did Tara and Tanya's laundry. Thankfully, since school started my work schedule got switched to weekends only, so now I had more time to work on my homework and clean the house and such. I made dinner, and then tided up around the house. As soon as Carmela came home she ate and went to bed, as well as the twins. It was 11:30 by the time I had finished my homework and I was getting ready for my nightly trip to the dance studio. Part of me hoped Esme would be there tonight, she was so nice to talk to and so understanding. I ran to the dance studio to find the door unlocked once again.

I stepped inside searching for Esme, but a sound of classical music was coming through the main dance room drew me in. I stepped inside, and saw a figure sitting at the piano in the corner of the room. They then came to and abrupt stop.

"Oh, please I'm sorry for intruding, I just…I'm Bella Swan." I said and my voice shook a little.

"Hi." The most beautiful, angelic, magical voice echoed throughout the room.

"Um, is Esme here, she lets me dance here at night cause well…yea." I wasn't going to explain my situation to a random guy playing the piano.

"She isn't. I'm sorry." His voice was just so beautiful, I couldn't see his face yet, and I wondered if it was just as beautiful.

"Mmm well do you mind if I danced?" I asked uneasy about having a stranger watching me dance.

"Do you mind if I play the piano?" He retorted back at me.

I smiled. "As long as you play well."

I heard him chuckle, that was beautiful as well.

My dancing and his music meshed together effortlessly, my dance just flowed gracefully to the music and I let every emotion out. Dancing away the pain, the confusion, the feeling of being invisible. Every emotion came out, it was unstoppable. As soon as I stopped dancing, he stopped playing.

"I don't think I have ever seen anyone dance like that in all my existence." The magical voice came from the corner of the room.

I blushed and bit my lip. "Your music is so beautiful I got completely lost in it, did you write it yourself?"

"I was working on the beginning part of this piece, and your dancing wrote the rest of the song for me." He said.

I smiled at this fact. "Hey what's your name?"

As soon as he was about to answer my cell phone blared out into my reminder to get back home now.

"I'm sorry, I have to go now." I rushed out of the room; I knew if I didn't go home now to bed, I would have no energy throughout the day tomorrow. As much as I wanted to stay and talk with the beautiful voiced, mysterious boy, I needed to get home. I just wanted so badly to know his name.

When I got home and climbed into bed, I realized I forgot my iPod at the studio, I decided I would just get it tomorrow when I went back, and hoping the same boy would be there.