AN: I own nothing but my OC's.
"Oh no, I don't dance." I said quickly, taking a step back towards the door.
A girl had come forth from the group. Even though she was around my age, she was the most adorable girl I had ever seen. Her eyes were simply huge, nearly the size of golf balls. They were wide and shiny and a perfect crystal blue. Her hair was extremely long, blond and curly. She smiled at me, "Of course you can. Everyone can dance!" She insisted.
"Well, not me." I said, feeling a little weirded out by this girl.
"You looked pretty good at the party. With that Jacob boy, I mean." Reuben shrugged.
I glared at him for not making the situation any easier for me. "That wasn't dancing. That was... swaying." I argued lamely.
"Come on." Reuben extended his hand, "I'll show you how." He offered.
I was aware that everybody had turned to watch this spectacle. I was finding it hard to concentrate on his face, it was so uncannily like Edward's. "I really have to go." I said, but slowly, not even by my own accord, my hand reached forwards and took his. Reuben smiled.
"Good. Now, just follow my lead." He told me.
He shifted my hand onto his shoulder, and held the other one with his own. A little hesitantly, he moved his other hand onto my waist. I felt a tingle of electricity, and shivered slightly. Reuben began to pull me around the room, so graceful he was like a professional. I felt embarrassed as I stumbled around, tripping over his feet and my own. I watched us in the mirrors as we twirled past. Reuben was elegant and speedy. My blundering footsteps didn't seem to falter his own. Once we had done a whole circuit of the room, Reuben let me go. I straighted my shirt, blushing.
"That was... interesting." I said finally.
"You'd be great, with a little work." Reuben told me encouragingly.
"I don't think dancing is something I'd like to take up." I confessed, picking up my purse from where I had left it on the floor.
"We're holding auditions for new members next month. Why don't you come here and practice so you can take part? You never know, you might grow to love it." Reuben suggested.
"No, I really wouldn't. But thanks." I tried to leave, but Reueben stopped me.
"There's something there, Bella. I felt it. You might have two left feet now, but I could make you a pro." He promised me. His eyes held such fiery passion and truth that I couldn't look away. "Please." He repeated.
"Fine." I squeaked, wondering why he wanted me to participate in the auditions so much.
His eyes instantly dropped their ferocious gaze, and a smile melted onto his face. "Great." He pushed open the door for me, and I ran out before I could be stopped.
What had just happened? Had I really just agreed to take dance lessons? It was such an insane idea, for somebody like me. Reuben couldn't have felt anything, because there had never been anything there. Not even when I had taken ballet lessons as a child. I knew that Charlie would think I had finally lost it when I got round to telling him.