Okay, guys, here is chapter five! I just want to thank you all so so so much for reading and reviewing my story. I wasn't expecting this much! Here is chapter five and in this chapter we are finally getting the real reactions of some of the Cullens about Bella knowing about them and we are also learning about Bella's past. Some of the dialogue in this chapter are direct quotes from the movie Save the Last Dance, but that's pretty much all this story has to do with that movie. When you are finished reading, please, please, please review. I am getting on my knees and begging!

Vi

AN- Don't own Twilight, Save the Last Dance, Giselle, or Pacific Northwest Ballet

If I someone had told me before I moved to Forks, that I would meet vampires and actually become friends with them, I probably would have laughed at them. I hadn't even known that vampires existed, much less that I would become friends with a family of them. I was still trying to figure out what all vampires could do. They each had special abilities, they had super-strength (shown to me by Emmett), and according to Alice, they could run really, really fast, too. I had yet to witness the running, but Alice said that she would show me sometime soon. She also promised that we would be going to Seattle this weekend to 'have some fun', as she said.

While Alice had been warming up to me a lot lately, Rosalie was becoming more and more distant. It had been almost two weeks since I found out about them being vampires, and I hardly ever saw her anymore, even at school. During lunch, she would go to the library supposedly to study or she would just sit out in her car. I asked Alice what was going on and she just said that it was nothing. Rosalie was just being weird and it was nothing to worry about. I thought that until I overheard a conversation between Rosalie and Edward one night while I was at the Cullen's house.

"Oh please, Edward," I was walking down the hall to Alice's room when I turned the corner and saw Rosalie and Edward in Edward's room talking extremely softly. I knew that it wasn't right to listen in, but I couldn't help it. I moved as quietly as I could to the door and leaned in slowly. "We both know that this is dangerous. What happens if she tells someone?"

I had a distinct feeling that they were talking about me. Who else would they be talking about?

"She won't," Edward said yelled before taking a deep breath and trying to calm down. "Alice saw that she wouldn't."

"And you think everything Alice sees comes true?" Rosalie replied condescendingly. It sounded like she was teasing him.

"No, but about this, yes," His voice had taken on a different tone, one that was softer, more melancholy.

"Admit it, Edward. We both know that you want her to be one of us," Rosalie said bitterly.

"No! I won't subject her to this type of life," Edward raised his voice again.

"Alice saw it! You know it's going to happen sooner or later so why don't you just do it now! Make her one of us before she tells someone!"

"I said no, Rosalie," He said slowly and darkly.

"Well, if you won't, I will," She said defiantly. She made to go to the door and I quickly backed away ready to run so they wouldn't find me eavesdropping on their heated conversation, but she never came out the door. The next thing I heard was a sharp yelp of pain that sounded like Rosalie and I could only guess that Edward had caught her.

"If you ever, and I mean, EVER hurt Bella, I swear…" He didn't have to finish his sentence to get the point across.

I speedily walked away, trying to get as far from that as possible. I ran in Alice's room and closed the door as quietly as possible and rested my back against it as I sunk down to the floor. I took calming breaths as I tried to comprehend everything that I had just heard.

What I had a hard time understanding was Rosalie. She had never sounded as malicious and just plain mean as I had heard her today. Rosalie wanted to hurt me. By saying that, it broke my heart. How could she possibly think that I would tell anyone about the Cullens? Hadn't I proved myself worthy of her friendship? I counted her as one of my closest friends, and she just wanted to hurt me, but fortunately, Edward was there. Edward was another thing that confused me. He believed that I wouldn't tell anyone, just like Alice and apparently, everyone else but Rose, but then there was that part about subjecting me to 'this type of life.' Was he talking about me becoming a vampire?

"Bella, what are you doing?" Alice called from behind the door I was still blocking. She probably could have knocked the door down if I hadn't been sitting there, but she and the rest of the Cullens were always extremely cautious around me.

"Oh, sorry," I moved from in front of the door and Alice came in. She saw me sitting on the floor and a worried look came across her face. I stopped her before she had the chance to question me. "I'm fine."

"You heard them didn't you?" She said queasily, like the thought of that conversation made her sick. I just nodded.

Alice gently grabbed me by the arm and led me out of the house, grabbing the keys to her canary yellow Porsche 911 Turbo on the way. We both go in the car and Alice sped off. She had driven for about five minutes when we stopped in the middle of nowhere. There was absolutely nothing around.

"Sorry, I had to do this, but you know, living in a house where everyone has super hearing and two people have special abilities to read your mind and sense your feelings really puts a limit on a girl's privacy," She explained. I also added super hearing to my list of things vampires could do.

"It's okay," I laughed, but then I remembered the conversation I had overheard earlier and my mood severely changed.

"Bella, I feel so bad that you had to hear that," Alice said with a sincere look of hurt on her face. "Rosalie…it's just that she….She's worried."

"Worried?"

"Yes," Alice nodded. "She's worried of the consequences there might be now that we are so, um, intricately involved in your life."

"But you guys don't drink human blood, right? Shouldn't there be no problem?" I asked.

"That is right, Bella. We abstain from human blood, but sometimes, the call is just too much. It's kind of like living off tofu for the rest of your life. You can live off of it, but it's never going to fully be enough."

"So it's hard for you to be around me?" I questioned. This was all new information for me. It always seemed like they had no problem being around me, except for maybe Jasper now that I think about it. He always looked like he was in a little bit of pain.

"For some of us, yes, but for Carlisle, Edward, and Rosalie, not really," Alice replied.

"Why isn't it hard for them?"

"Well, they have been refraining from human blood so long that it doesn't affect them the same way that it affects the rest of us. That's why Carlisle and Edward are able to work in the hospital," I had never thought of that.

There was a pause as I added all the new data to list and racked through my brain to see if there was anything else I could ask Alice about. Then, it hit me. Alice had seen me coming. That was what Edward and Rosalie had been talking about.

"Alice, you saw me coming didn't you?" I broke the silence. Alice let out a long sigh of frustration and turned to me.

"I knew you were going to find out about it sooner or later, but I was rather hoping for later," She said more to herself. "Now, listen, Bella, what I am about to tell you, I want you to repeat to no one, not Rosalie, Jasper, Emmett, Esme, Carlisle, and especially not Edward. He would quite possibly kill me if he knew I was telling you this. Do you promise?"

"I promise."

"The first time I saw you was not your first day of school. I had seen you many months before that when you were extremely different from who you are today. It was peculiar. I don't normally have visions about humans. Carlisle thinks it might be because I don't remember being one, but that's a story for another day. Anyways, I was having these visions of you, going to school, driving your car, all these random things, and I had no idea who you were. One day, I saw you coming to Forks and you were going to be in a couple of my classes. I was really curious as to why I was having all these visions of you, but Carlisle and I could never figure out why. I even talked to Edward about it, and he saw some of the visions, but we could never find the connection. That was until the first time I met you. You walked into class gracefully as you always do and the first time I laid eyes on you, I knew you were going to be one of us, a vampire, a Cullen."

I had no idea what to say. I was going to be a vampire? I was going to be a Cullen? I remembered Rosalie asking Edward if he thought everything Alice saw would come true and he said no and he sounded sad about it. Did Edward want me to become a vampire?

"Bella, before you freak out, I just want you to know that not everything I see comes true," She took my warm hand and held it in her cold ones, trying to ease my uncertainty. "All my visions are subjective, and they are always changing based on everyone's decisions, but I am just so sure of you becoming one of us. I have never been so confident in one of my visions as I am of this one. But if you don't want to be one of us, just tell me now and we will leave and you will never see or hear from us again. It's your choice, Bella. I'm not asking you to become a vampire today, tomorrow, or next year even, but if you are with us, there is always a chance."

I, once again, had a lot to sink in. I knew that becoming a vampire today wasn't something I wanted, but the idea of losing the Cullens was unbearable. I couldn't let them leave, "I don't know about being a vampire, Alice. All I know is that I want you and your family around as long as you will be around." Alice smiled and gave me a small hug, squeezing me as gently as she could.

"Don't worry about Rose. She'll come around soon. I know it."

"What about, Edward?" I asked.

"What about Edward?"

"You told me especially not to tell him," I clarified for her.

"He'll have to tell you that himself," Alice laughed deviously.

"But you told me not to tell him," Alice just raised her well groomed, right eyebrow and stared at me before starting the car and zooming off for home.

"What do you mean you're not going?" I asked furiously. Alice had just made plans for us this tonight, just to bail on me to take care of Jasper, who according to her was 'going through a rough time.' Sure, rough as in he couldn't find the remote to the TV he was glued to.

"Chill out, Bella," Alice laughed, holding up her hands in front of her. "I made great back up arrangements for you."

I just looked at her like she was crazy while waiting for her to unveil 'great' back up arrangements and hoping that they weren't something like sky diving, bungee jumping, or race car driving, but knowing Alice, they were probably going to be something wild.

"Well, you and Edward are going to Seattle," She smiled cunningly. I bet she had the whole thing planned the whole time. It was a very Alice thing to do.

"What are we doing in Seattle?" I asked trying to sound like I didn't care that I was going with Edward to Seattle instead of Alice. I cared, a lot.

"That's for me to know, and you to find out," Edward teased from behind me, entering the living room. He had yet to find out about the little conversation I had overheard between him and Rosalie and Alice and I planned to keep it that way.

"That's not fair," I laughed. He always put me in a better mood by just smiling. God, I am so pathetic.

"Come one, Bella," Alice grabbed my arm. "Lets go get you dressed."

Edward looked at us as Alice practically dragged me upstairs like a rag doll to her room. I swear, she go too much enjoyment out of that.

Rosalie was still frigid to me, so it was just Alice and I getting ready this time. Part of our deal for this weekend was that she could pick out my outfit and fix my make up and hair. I didn't particularly like it, but it made her happy and she always made me look good, so I tried not to complain.

"I like this one," She picked out a sleek, black cocktail dress with one shoulder that reached down to about mid-thigh. It was paired with a pair of blood red, peep-toe pumps with five inch heels. "These shoes and that dress are going to make your legs look killer."

She spent forever on my hair and make up before I was allowed to put on my dress. My make up was kept mostly natural with a warm blush that made my skin look like it glowed and soft pink eye shadow. With my hair, she left it down and wavy, like it normally was, but she put something in it that made it so soft and shiny. I would have to figure out what that was and get some for myself.

I put the dress and the shoes on and walked to the full length mirror. I barely recognized myself. The girl standing in front of me was gorgeous with beautiful skin and hair cascading down her back and she had a body to die for. I was in awe of the work Alice could do. She was truly a miracle worker.

"I always knew you were a babe, Bells, but wow!" Emmett said from the doorway.

"Emmett, get out," Alice threw a shoe at him, but, using his fast reflexes, he dodged it before it could hit him.

"Fine, I'm going," He replied. "I just wanted to tell you that Edward is waiting downstairs and he is getting a little bit impatient."

"Oh!" Alice squealed. Yeah, she definitely had this whole night planned from the get go.

Alice marched me down the hall to the stairwell where she told me to wait as she went down to announce me. I didn't see why she was making a big deal out of it, but it was Alice. I heard her say my name and I assumed that was my cue so I made my way downstairs as gracefully as possible. Edward stood waiting there at the bottom and he looked as god-like as ever. He was wearing a nice black suit with a white shirt and a black tie; the outfit contrasted extremely well with his pale skin.

"Wow…you look," Edward was struggling for words, something I had never seen him do. "You look so beautiful."

The way he looked at me made my skin tingle and my brain melt to goop. I could barely get out the words 'thank you' before I turned into a puddle on the ground. Alice handed me a black coat on our way out the door and Edward escorted me over to his Volvo where he opened the passenger side door for me, like a gentleman.

"I'm not coming over to your house again if your sister is going to play Human Barbie with me," I said once I had gained my voice (and mind) back. Alice just laughed and waved as we pulled out of the drive way.

Edward laughed, too, "She's just having her fun. If it's really bothering you, I can ask her to stop."

"No, it's not that unbearable," I answered. "As long as it makes her happy."

"It makes her a lot happier than you know," He answered. "I don't know if Alice ever told you, but she doesn't remember anything about her human life. We all remember very little of our own, but Alice remembers nothing, not even how she became a vampire. She just woke up after her transformation and if she hadn't had her foresight and known that she was going to meet us one day, I think she probably would have gone crazy."

"So you don't remember your family?" Was that something I was willing to give up to be a vampire?

"A little bit. When Carlisle found me, I was dying of Spanish Influenza in 1918. I was seventeen," He heard my intake of breath and reassured me that he didn't remember it well, that human memories fade. "I remember how it felt, when Carlisle saved me. It's not an easy thing, not something you could easily forget."

"And your parents?"

"They had already died from the disease. I was alone. That was why he chose me. In all the chaos of the epidemic, no one would realize I was gone," He reminisced.

"How did he…save you?" I asked staring at him.

"It was difficult. Not many of us have the restraint necessary to accomplish it. But Carlisle has always been the most humane, the most compassionate of us…I don't think you could find his equal throughout all history. For me, it was merely very painful," I cringed at the idea of him being in pain. I could tell that he was done talking about the subject, but I still had other questions I needed answered.

"So you must be dying, then, to become…" I didn't say the word, but he knew what I was talking about.

"No, that's just Carlisle. He would never do that to someone who had another choice," I had another choice, and it was obvious that Edward would never willingly give me what I wanted, if being a vampire was what I wanted. "Enough about me, Bella, I want to hear about you."

"Well, my life isn't half as interesting as yours," I laughed nervously. I didn't want to talk about my life; I tried to do that as little as possible.

"I highly doubt that," He smiled gorgeously. "Why don't you tell me about your life in Phoenix?"

"It's not that different from my life here," I lied. My life in Phoenix was unquestionably different. "Minus the vampires."

He could tell that I was trying to avoid the subject, but he was determined to get something out of me. He knew it would just have to wait until later.

"Where are we?" I still had no idea where we were going. We were both dressed up nicely and driving to Seattle. What could we possibly be doing?

"We are just entering Seattle," He told me. The weather was pretty decent for the Olympic Peninsula; it wasn't raining, just a little foggy.

"Is there any chance you'll tell me where we're going?" I pleaded. I wasn't a big fan of surprises.

"We're almost there, Bella," He flashed me a smile that made my heart skip a beat, which I was sure he heard. "I think you can wait another five minutes." He parallel parked the car on the side of the street and quickly got out and opened my door for me, "We have to walk just a short while."

He stayed close to me, only an inch or two away, but he was careful not to touch me or let me get too far away from him. We made small talk, mostly about how I was enjoying school and his work at the hospital. He was very charming, and I can't believe I ever thought that he could be human. He walked with so much fluidity and grace and talked in a way that it was clear that he was not from this century. He glowed in a way I never could and he looked like an angel. I could never mistake him as a human again, despite how much the Cullens tried to blend in.

We had walked a block and a half when I saw it. Tons of people poured into the theater and a large marquee was lit up advertising the performance tonight. It read:

The Pacific Northwest Ballet Presents

Giselle

My face drained of blood. He was taking me to the ballet. He was taking me to the ballet. I couldn't believe it. "I can't go in there."

"What do you mean?" His brow furrowed.

"I--I just can't," I tried to explain. I couldn't tell him, no matter how much I wanted to in that moment. It hurt too much.

"Bella," He gently rested his ice cold hand on the side of my face and I leaned into it, savoring the feeling of his skin on mine. "I thought you would like it."

"I do, Edward.." I didn't. I hated it, but I couldn't tell him that. "Lets just go in."

It made him happy, so I did it. That was me. Giving up my own happiness for the happiness of others, but I hadn't always been like that.

Giselle had always been one of my favorite ballets, despite the end where Giselle dies and leaves the Duke grieving. It was beautiful and I loved it, but not anymore. Ballet wasn't part of my life anymore, I was just doing this to make Edward happy. That was what I kept trying to tell myself as I found myself actually enjoying the ballet. I even realized I was smiling half way through the Grande Pas Allegro. After a while, I stopped caring that I had sworn off ballet and I gave in to it. I was absorbed in the story of the peasant Giselle who fell in love with Albretrcht, a duke in disguise as a commoner. When it was over, I was sad to leave, but I had to go back to the real world, a world where I didn't love ballet and it wasn't part of me. Edward led me out of the crowded theater and I took one last look at the stage while Giselle and Albretrcht took their final bows and I almost cried.

"Why did you quit?" Edward asked, his voice full of anguish, once we had walked outside into the cool, night air.

"I told you. Ballet is not a part of my life anymore," I heard myself reply robotically. It didn't even sound like me. It was like a sound bite playing over and over every time somebody even mentioned ballet.

"I don't understand," He wasn't used to not being able to read minds. "What happened you just woke up one morning and decided that it was a waste of your time? Decided to waste your talent?"

"How do you know I had talent? You never even saw me do anything," I was on the defensive. It had been months since I had talked about this and not with someone who cared like Edward did.

"I saw that look on your face tonight, that goofy, happy look. Don't deny it. You loved every minute of that performance and you were sad to leave. If you're going to tell me something about not dancing, at least tell me the truth, Bella. It's not because you didn't love it. I can see that much."

"Well, what if I don't want it to be the truth? What I want is to wake up and see my mom again, for my life to go back to when it all made sense, but I won't and it's all my fault, all of it," I had finally done it, I had told someone.

"What?" Edward was confused by my words. "What's your fault?"

"My mom, the accident, the fact that she's dead," I spewed out. The tears were starting to well over in my eyes. "She got scraped off the side of some highway because of me, because of my stupid audition, because she was rushing because I made her promise to come, and when the called my name, I was mad at her because…I needed her to be there and she wasn't! She was dying while I was dancing and I was mad at her and I'm sorry, I'm so sorry…"

It had at long last come out in the open, all my secrets, my past, everything, including all of my tears. I hadn't cried in months, now, all of my pent up emotions had finally burst out. Edward grabbed my face between his hands as a I sobbed and gently stroked the side of my cheek.

"Listen, it is not your fault that she died, or that she was rushing," He tried to explain to me, looking me deep in the eyes. "She cared about you, and she just wanted to be there for you."

"That's what makes it so bad," I jumped in. "She always wanted what was right for me. I wanted to be the prima ballerina…I had to be, and I didn't care if it took all of her money and all of her spare time. It was my stupid audition and my stupid dream and it killed her! And all she wanted was for it to come true."

I shook Edward's hands off me and turned away from him. I hated for anyone, especially Edward to see me crying, but I couldn't stop. I was past the point of no return and maybe crying would actually do me some good.

"I bet she would still want it to come true," He turned me around to face him, pushing the hair away from my eyes in the process. "She wouldn't want you to give that up."

"I know, it's just that…I don't think that I can do it without her."

"What do you want?" He grabbed my shoulders softly. "Do you want to do it, Bella? I mean you. Do you want ballet?"

I shook my head trying to hold back more tears, "Yes."

"Then, it's all you," He said melodiously. "You are the one who is going to have to make it happen. You are the one who's going to have to make the dream come true."

He pulled me into his arms slowly and I cried as he rubbed my back in a soothing motion.

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