I didn't know what else she was going to say. I stood there frozen.
"Another thing I also noticed about you is that you're one of the best damn dancers I have ever seen. You're graceful, I can see the passion in every move you make, and I feel like you can and will improve. Within only a few months here, you could become one of the top dancers in this company. You have to understand this commitment, and you will have to be willing to do whatever it takes to stay here. Are we clear?"
For the first time all day, she smiled. It wasn't a phony smile either. She was genuinely impressed with me. Was she actually letting this train wreck into her prestigious company? Did I actually make the cut?
"Yes, Ms. Carmargo. I will do whatever needs to be done, I won't let you down."
The deal was sealed with a firm handshake from Carlisle Cullen, and a smile from Renee Carmargo. I gave them my appreciation as I turned to leave her office; I almost had to fight back the tears of joy. This was the best moment of my life. I started from a little girl in ballet class, the ugly duckling. Now I was the beautiful swan, among others, but this was only the beginning.
I had only a few months to prove to the principals that I could be the best dancer that I could be. The end of the year performance would be the thin line between life and death in the dance world. The principals would evaluate every dancer, for the last time, to decide who will remain in the company and who wouldn't. I would have to work my ass off these next few months, so I'm going to try to not let this get to my head.
I walked down the hallway with the cheesiest grin on my face, this wasn't your usual Bella, I was ecstatic. The same girl that Renee was whispering to started walking towards me, with a mischievous look on her face. I hope she wasn't going to say anything that would require my signature awkward response.
"Looks like it's time for some new Pointe shoes. If you don't replace them soon, you could injure yourself pretty bad."
I didn't know what to say to that. I didn't know if she was just being deliberately mean, or helpful in a really snobby way.
"My shoes are fine. I've only had them for two months."
I could tell by her reaction to my response that she was not pleased.
"Fine, just remember one thing. The last thing this company needs is trash like you."
I didn't know whether to punch her in the face, or to simply walk away. Thank God the sound of some screaming girl coming from Renee's office distracted me. It was Alice; I assumed that she made it as well.
"I MADE IT! I MADE IT!"
She yelled as she threw her arms around me again. I felt like she was going to break my ribs.
"That's great, I made it too! I hope we'll be roommates!"
I said hugging her back.
At about 3:00 we finally got to go to our dorms, and just as I had hoped Alice was my roomie. I wondered who would get the third bed. I started to unpack my things, and then I heard a knock on the door.
"I'll get it!" Alice said as she skipped over to open the door.
When she opened the door, I thought I was going to die. It turns out that the third roommate was the same girl who was being a total bitch to me today.
"Hi I'm Alice Brandon, and this is Bella Swan. Are you our new roommate?"
Alice was so very sweet and bubbly, while I was the shy "emo" girl, and now we had the Wicked Witch of the West as our roommate. Just freaking fantastic.
"Obviously I am, you can't see this huge bag? By the way, I'm Rosalie Hale."
Rosalie said with an attitude. How could anyone be mean to Alice? Rosalie's name sure as hell didn't match her personality.
"Oh, look who it is! It's the hunchback."
Why the hell was she picking on me so much? My posture wasn't a perfect 10, but to call me hunchback was a different story.
"I don't know what your deal with me is, but you seriously need to back off. You don't even know me, and yet you're treating me like shit when we've just met."
I didn't know where this girl was in me all this time. Usually back in high school, I would usually just run away and not stood up for myself.
Rosalie stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her. I didn't get what her motive was, or what she had against me other than my worn out shoes. Alice and I just sat there, staring at the spot where Rosalie was standing, in utter shock.
"Who pissed in her corn flakes?"
Alice always managed to make the best out of any moment it seemed; she always said the right thing to ease the tension.
"Well anyway, have you seen any cute guys here yet?"
As soon as Alice brought that up, I wanted to just go under the covers and take a nap. Every relationship I have ever been in ended because I was too shy and awkward.
"No, not really. Are there any guys you know of here?
I would totally go for Carlisle, but he was already married to Esme Simone, another world famous dancer.
"Well, to start there's Edward Cullen, Carlisle Cullen's nephew. Then there's Jacob Black, but he tends to be somewhat of a trouble maker I hear. There's also Jasper Hale, Rosalie's twin brother."
How did Alice know about all of these people? I guess I missed a lot when I was on the chopping block in Renee Carmago's office.
"Oh and someone else, Emmet Cullen, he's Carlisle's son. I heard he's really cute, but he looks like he's on steroids"
After a while I kind of just tuned Alice babbling about who's who out of my head. For some strange reason I just had to know who this Edward Cullen was. I couldn't tell if it was his name, or what, but I know one thing; he had to be cute if he was related to Carlisle. I couldn't wait to meet him.