We're one mistake from being together, but let's not ask why it's not right.
-Metro Station

"I refuse to go," I said indignantly as Rose raided through my closet ranting out profanities in a very unladylike manner!

"I told you 3 weeks ago, we were going! So guess what? We're going!" she said and continued to mutter under her breath. I scoffed.

"You said no such thing," I told her placing a hand on my hip.

She spun out of my closet and narrowed her eyes at me.

"I did so! Don't you dare call me a liar Isabella!" then her eyes went wide and she smiled.

"Do you still have that dress that you wore in that play a couple years back?" she asked and I thought on what she was talking about. Then I remembered I had starred as one of the angels in a school play back in Arizona. I didn't even have a speaking line, but I did somehow manage to keep the dress.

"Yes, it's in—No! I'm not, I won't!" I argued but she had buried herself in my closet and pulled out the dress. It was long and white with billowy sleeves. The sleeves had a shredded look to them and the waist held a dark blue ribbon as a belt. The end of the sleeves had glittering blue gems that sparkled in the right light.

The dress had been too big a couple years back, but I suspected it would fit just right now.

"Look! If you would have listened to me and shopped for a costume we wouldn't be here, but you didn't! So you're gonna have to make do with what I give you! And I don't have enough time to make a costume from scratch! Do you still have the halo?" she asked. I sighed as I stared at the dress.

"Top shelf," I told her and she fetched the halo.

The halo was worn like a crown right on top of the head. It was gold with tints of white and held tons of glitter in it. It was the classic fuzzy type. It held glossy strands of blue to match with the dress as well.

"Go change," she said and ushered me out of the bedroom and to the bathroom. I took a shower and looked at the dress. I sighed again and placed it on me. As I suspected it fit just right. The sleeves reached my wrist and didn't overlap like they had before.

Rosalie then took me into the bedroom. She messed with my hair and put it in curlers and painted my lips a soft pink and put little blush. She told me an angel didn't need much make up and I was thankful. She left my hair in curlers and left to get ready.

I had no idea what she was being for the dance.

I wanted to text, Edward and see if he would be going to the dance too, but I couldn't afford it with Rosalie so near.

Turned out Rose was going as a Southern belle. She managed to put her hair in a delicate braid up do. She wore a frilly off the shoulder red dress. She looked gorgeous and even managed to snag an old time black umbrella. I laughed when I saw her, because she looked like she belonged in that time.

"How do I look?" she said blinking her dark eyes flirtatiously. She had also gone with some earthy make up theme.

"Beautiful as always," I said and she giggled.

Then she got started on me once again. She let the curlers out of my hair and down came long glossy curls that cascaded down my back and shoulders in a waterfall way. The curls framed my face and she produced glitter and gently sprinkled some on my hair. She had brought some type of makeup kit because she didn't know what she would make me. She placed the halo on my head softly and made me turn toward the mirror.

I gasped at what I saw. The dress was off the shoulder and enhanced my curves. It actually made it look like I had some. The deep blue ribbon belt hung off my hips. The dress floated just above the ground and the shoes she had given me made me look taller and graceful. They were strappy white heels that held some sort of baby blue gems that sparkled in the light. She placed her head on my shoulder and stared at me.

"Hmm…you're missing something…." she mused. She turned me over to look at her and she looked me up and down.

"Jewelry," she said with a smile and snapped her fingers. She walked over to my dresser and opened my nearly empty jewelry box. It was nearly empty because it held some broken bracelets and one little black velvet jewelry box. I bit my lip and she took it out and opened it.

I knew what was inside.

It was a simple round sapphire. The sapphire was cradled by a delicate string of white gold framing it like a picture. The chain was also white go and had a simple loop design. She gasped as she stared at the jewel.

"This is beautiful Bella! Where'd you get it?" she asked as she gently took it out and walked over to me. She placed it on my neck and latched it. It looked gorgeous against my pale skin and fell just below my collarbone. I gasped as I stared at it. It had been the first time I wore it.

"A friend from Phoenix gave it to me. As a birthday present," I whispered hoarsely.

It was a half lie. A friend had sent it to me. Edward had.

I was surprised when I received it. The return address had been from an address in Phoenix. It was from an Anthony Masen. I knew who had really given it to me and I couldn't believe he would do something like that.

I thanked him and scolded him at the same time, but he seemed to shrug it off.

I never really did have an occasion to wear it. It was simple enough to wear every day, yet had a charm to it that required it for special reasons. My hand gently caressed the smooth gem.

"Wow, Bella has an admirer in Arizona…who would have known," Rosalie teased and a blush heated my skin.

"Aw! A blushing angel," Rose said again with a tinkling laugh.

"Are we gonna go or what?" I said feeling foolish. I had given up dressing up for Halloween when I was 14. She laughed and took out a box from her overly large bag.

"One more thing… See the dance has a theme and it's…well…" she said and opened the mask to reveal two masks. One a snow white with dark blue edges and another fiery red.

"NO! That is pushing my limit! You're kidding me! How did you even know about getting me a matching mask?" I asked a bit confused and out raged.

"I didn't. Not really anyway. I knew you had that angel suit and I thought if it still fit this would go perfect, but then I figured if it didn't I'd find something that would match, it's white, so white goes with anything," she said with a light shrug of her shoulders. I stared at her. She knew what I was going to be all along. Oh she was good.

She placed our masks and we were off.

Rose's date had picked us up. He was dressed like her in southern gentleman attire. His blonde hair was greased back and his eyes were cold and distant. I didn't like him, but Rose did, so I didn't say anything. I realized then that I didn't know what to do with myself at a dance.

I had only been to one dance and I ended up leaning against the gym wall the entire time while my friends did all the classic party dances.

The gym had been decorated with streamers and balloons of different colors. The committee had put a lot of work into this. I sighed and felt silly. The gym was scattered with thousands of people all in different costumes.

There were cats, birds, princesses, devils, pirates, monsters, and brides dancing everywhere. Each person had a mask of some sort. At least Rosie wasn't lying when she told me it was a masquerade ball. We found a seat and her date went to get drinks. The tables were small and round and could probably fit four. The white table cloths were decorated with splats of red and the center piece was a paper Jack O' Lantern, glowing brightly.

"Bella, I wish you would lighten up, there are tons of boys here who would give a right arm to dance with you," she said and lightly pushed my arm with her black gloved hand. A faster song came on and she smiled.

"Oh, I love this song. You'll be alright, right?" she asked and I nodded. She went to find Royce and I was left alone. I was asked 3 times to dance by boys I didn't know and I politely refused. I wasn't going to put strangers in harm. Jasper came along dressed as a civil war soldier and I couldn't stop laughing. He asked for a slow dance and I gave him one and then he left to find his date…well not a date really. They sort of paired up when he arrived.

I went back to the table and waited for Rosalie. I couldn't help but observe the gym. I noticed again that their seemed to be a separation. I sighed and I could feel tonight was not going to go smoothly. I caught glares from across the room. I rolled my eyes.

By the 3rd song that came on, I knew Rosalie wasn't going to show up anytime soon. I sighed and rose from my chair. If I was going to have to suffer the glares by myself, I didn't want to be here. I made my way through the swirling bodies and managed to get outside. I was surprised at the décor. Everything had been decorated with white twinkling lights. The outside had only 2 other couples dancing underneath a glittering gazebo. I walked past them until I came to an empty bench and sat.

It was much cooler out here, but it felt nice compared to the gym. I could still hear the music faintly from out here. Right now a faster up tempo song was playing. I was too busy paying attention to the familiar song rather than listen for footsteps.

"I guess I was right on the jewel," a voice murmured and I snapped my head to see him walking toward me with a slight smile. I blushed and my hand went to my necklace without thought. He was also in costume. He wore an Edwardian style suit and his hair was comb back. I laughed when I saw him and he raised an eyebrow.

"In my defense, I was forced," he said and I stifled a giggle.

"No, you look very charming," I said and the words came out seriously, because in all honesty he did look handsome. He looked as though he belonged in Victorian time. The dark mask around his eyes made them all that more noticeable.

"Well, Thank you," he said flashing a wide smile and I caught a look at his teeth. My hand came to my mouth as another giggle took over.

"You're a vampire?" I asked trying to keep the smile out of my face. He laughed and took a seat next to me.

"Yes, I am. Only Alice wanted more of the whole…Anne Rice vampire, not Bram Stroker," he explained. I stared down at my hands which had started to shake, although I wasn't sure it was from cold or nerves.

"You let your sister dress you, for tonight?" I ask looking at him. He chuckled.

"I let her do whatever she pleases. She wanted me to come, and I'd rather have her worry about my clothing," he said and I nodded. It was quiet between us and I was seriously considering going inside before someone noticed us. We were taking a risk talking so freely like this.

But before I could put my plan into action a slow melody reached us and Edward stood up. I looked up at him wondering if he had come to the same realization as I had. We were friends no doubt, but not in the outside world. In the outside world we hated each other. Though I knew this and I accepted it, it still pained me when he left my side.

But to my surprise he didn't walk away. He handed me his white gloved hand and offered a smile.

"Will you dance with me?" he asked and I could feel the blood boil beneath my cheeks. I placed my hand in his and stood up. Normally I would have refused, but I couldn't say no to him. I don't know how anyone had the strength to do so.

His eyes traveled up and down my body and I felt embarrassed.

"You look stunning, Bella," he said and I smiled. He had said it with sincerity and I never had any one describe me in such words. He placed his hands on my hip and we began to twirl. The moment felt too surreal. It was quite between us and we swayed slightly. He twirled me and it felt natural to be dancing with him.

His eyes locked on mine and everything felt so intense and serious. I couldn't let myself get lost in his eyes. I couldn't allow myself to get lost in this moment.

"You do know, that we're supposed to hate each other," I said trying to break the bubble we were in and he laughed. I loved his laugh and it never ceased to send butterflies down my stomach. He had an unearthly affect on me. It was terrifying and thrilling all at the same time.

"Yes, but tonight we're not Isabella Swan and Edward Cullen. We're just two teenagers enjoying each other's company," he said and flashed his toothy smile again making his fangs show. My hands played with the coppery curls at the nape of his neck.

"Isn't this ironic. An angel and a vampire," I said with a laugh.

"Yes. The complete opposites of each other. One a damned being force to walk the world for eternity and the other a precious creature from of God," he said and shook his head.

"I don't think vampires have to be evil. What's so different from a vampire and an angel?" I asked.

"Well for one thing, the angel lives in a place in which is forbidden to a creature of night," he said with a light shrug of his shoulders.

"Why would you think that? Who's to say after Buffy plunges a stake into a vamps heart, he or she won't find their way to heaven?" I ask seriously. He stared at me for a moment before bursting into a loud comfortable laugh. It was genuine and made his chest vibrate. I smiled because just hearing his laugh brought me joy.

"You never cease to surprise me, Bella," he said with a gentle laugh.

"I have that affect on people I guess," I said with a slight shrug. He stared at me for a really long time.

"You really believe there no difference don't you?" he asked and slowly pushed a lock of hair away from my face and behind my ear in a slow tentative touch leaving a trail of fire on my cheek. I met his eyes to see if I was the only one who felt that.

I wasn't.

His breathing grew heavy and suddenly the cold October winds didn't matter anymore. I couldn't comprehend that I was cold. His green eyes sparkled with something I couldn't name. I let my hands slide down from his neck to his shoulders and fall at my side.

His hands came up and removed my mask. I was confused but I didn't dare speak to ask what he was doing. He then caressed my cold cheek with his warm palm. My heart hammered loudly behind my chest and in my ears. My throat clogged at the intimate moment.

This wasn't us. We weren't supposed to be here. He wasn't supposed to look at me with dark hooded eyes and my cheek wasn't supposed to be tingling because of his touch. This was wrong in so many ways. His thumb rubbed over my lips softly and they parted.

"Edward…we can't…it's not…" but I lost my trial of thought as his face moved closer to me. I could feel his warm breath fan over me. I was sure my heart would beat of my chest. It was pounding so hard it hurt. Thoughts flew around my head and made a thick buzzing sound. I wanted to pull away but I was frozen.

He came closer and closer and I felt I had to try and stop it.

"It's…we're not supposed to…uh…" I could barely speak as his lips came so near to mine, and then it happened.

His lips were on mine and every thought in my head shut up. A warm prickling fire started in my belly and I felt my hands travel to the nape of his neck. His lips moved softly encouraging mine and soon I gave in. Our lips molded together and his were soft and warm against mine. It felt like nothing I ever encountered before.

His mouth was sweet and gentle and our lips moved perfectly together. Everything came naturally to me. Every thought in my head seemed to hush itself and I let my body take over. I pushed myself closer to him and even though my head was getting dizzy from lack of air, I didn't want to break apart.

His hands were placed loosely on my hip pulling me closer to him. He pulled away a centimeter and breathed deeply. My breaths were harsh and fast, as though I had run a marathon. I licked my bruised lips and could still taste him. His eyes followed my movements. His lips were still so near mine.

"Bella," he breathed quietly and I could feel the movements of his lips against mine as he said my name. This time I pushed forward and captured his lips. This kiss was not as sweet and gently as the first. It was desperate and needy, because I knew in the back of my mind that I could not let this happened again.

He pushed me backward and I kept walking having no idea where I was going, but I soon felt my back hit against the school brick wall. His hands moved up my hips and to my side while his mouth urged mine to open.

Before I could give into that urge a loud clashing broke our bubble before an ear piercing scream rang through the air. After the first scream came tons of screams from girls and shouts from guys and we could hear people running.

He pulled away with panic in his green eyes and I'm sure my eyes reflected the same emotion because we both knew already what had happened. He pushed himself away from the wall and started to run toward the commotion. I followed soon after trying to stay steady in my heels.

When arrived in the gym doors the sight knocked the air out of me.

There was a boy who had been knocked into a table. The table didn't survive the force and had crashed to the ground. There were a few more fights going around but my eyes zeroed in on Emmett and Jasper who we're being separated by their friends. Teachers we're running around trying to stop the fights and ushering everyone out.

I stared in horror. I caught Rosalie leaning against a wall. Her hand covered her mouth and I could see tears streaming down her face at the commotion.

I looked up at Edward. He looked at me once. We shared a quick moment and then I ran off for Rosie.

Our perfect moment was shattered and we were brought back to the real world and in the real world he and I weren't mean to be. The perfect kiss was floating away and being locked in a chest full of memories.

We were no longer just two teenagers.

We were once again Edward Cullen and Bella Swan.

And we hated each other.

Or we were supposed to…anyway.

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Okay well I didn't take forever on this update! I'm so proud! I deserve a hug!
Okay well I would love your thoughts and I'll make a deal with you…if you review I will promise a faster update cuz this story is on a roll!

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