Disclaimer: As much as I'd love to own these characters, they are the works of Stephenie Meyer, except Alexander, he's mine.

Chapter Four: Miracle

The weeks events hit me the next morning. On Monday, I meet new people, and get glared at by the mysterious, but beautiful boy that is Edward Cullen. Edward Cullen leaves and comes back on Friday. On Friday, he talks to me as if nothing had happened on Monday. Then in the music room, he runs away from me, all that talking with him and he runs away. He's so strange.

I sat up on my bed and pondered for awhile, trying to wake up. I suppose I should call Alexander to make sure he is okay.

I picked up the phone and dialed his number. He answered on the first ring.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Alexander." It felt really good to hear his voice.

"Oh! Hey Bella." You could hear the smile in his voice. It seems I wasn't the only one who was ecstatic to hear the other's voice.

"How are you doing? Still sick?" I asked, concerned.

"I am getting better, which means that I can go to the Boston Ball without any problems." He told me cheerily.

"Yay!" It was very unlike me to say something like "yay."

"Whoo-hoo. Someone's getting a bit excited," he teased.

"Well, it's our first gig since moving here. I figured I should be excited." I told him.

"Who wouldn't be excited?" He asked, as if it were obvious.

"Exactly." I smiled.

We continued to talk about other things, like school, or people. He mentioned some of the people I knew. Other than that, he talked about people I didn't know. Alexander was one of the only people who I could listen to go on and one for hours and not get annoyed, or bored. Maybe it was because he was my best friend, or I just got used to him over the years we have been dance partners. The cause aside, I listened to him with much enthusiasm. At least had something to talk about, because all I did was listen.

"So, Bella, I have to go and get ready for the Boston Ball. We have to be there at 4:00, and we go on at 6:00. Did you know we have to dance for two hours? I am excited for it. Can you come get me at 3:00?" He rambled on.

"Sure." I simply told him.

"Alright. Thanks, Bella. Goodbye." He ended the conversation.

"Bye." I muttered.

It was currently 8:34 AM. Which meant that I had about 7 hours to kill.

I started sorted the little laundry that I had, and then went into Charlie's room to sort his laundry and put it in the washer. The dirty clothing started to disappear as I continued washing clothes. I took whatever was in the dryer to fold up and put away. I went back into my room to pick out my dress Alexander told me to wear. It was a mint green dress with a cross over the front. It had an opening in the back so you can see part of my back. It wrapped up to my neck and connected with the front of the dress there. I pulled out some silver shoes to go along with the dress. I set it on my bed and went back downstairs to start cleaning the house for Charlie. I was scrubbing the kitchen when I felt the eerie chill go through me again, much like when I went uptown, when I thought I was being followed.

I looked at the windows, and saw nothing. I went outside to see if there was anything out there. As I walked outside, I saw the bush near the woods sway back and forth. It shouldn't have done that, there was no wind. I started to walk to the woods where I saw the bush sway. I walked past the bush and a little bit into the forest. There was nothing but trees and rocks and dirt. Nothing out of the ordinary. How could I have imagined this? Someone was spying on me, and I had no idea who. I knew who I would like it to be, but if it wasn't the person I hoped it was, then it was probably just some sick peeping tom. That thought made me shiver is fear and disgust.

I didn't give it much thought, or at least I wouldn't until I started to feel fear for this anonymous stalker.

I walked back inside my house to finish cleaning. I turned on some modern music, and started to dance around the house. The eerie feeling still hadn't left me body. I tried to ignore it. I looked at the clock as a distraction. It read 1:00.

I went upstairs to start taking a shower. I was lathering the shampoo through my hair when the eerie feeling left my body. I smiled and washed out the shampoo and put conditioner in. My thoughts drifted back to Edward Cullen, once again, as I washed the conditioner out. I sighed and walked out of the shower.

I decided to do something cute with my hair. I blow-dried it and curled it in loose curls. I pulled the curls to the side of my head to tie them with a silver ribbon. Since I had slightly layered hair, I could pull some pieces of hair down in my face. I walked back to my room to put on my mint green dress and silver shoes. I went to my mirror to put on some silver eyeshadow and mascara to make my eyes pop. I looked once over my appearance and decided that I looked good enough.

I picked up my dance bag, just in case, and walked out the door. It was 2:47. So I had time to get over to Alexander's apartment. I put my dance bag in the truck of the beetle, got in the car, and drove off to Alexander's.

I wondered what song we were going to do at the Boston Ball. It was probably going to be swing music. I really enjoyed dancing to swing music.

I pulled up to Alexander's apartment building. He came out as soon as I pulled up. I looked over his appearance, I had to admit, he looked dashing in his tux. He jumped in and smiled at me.

"Ready?" He asked with excitement.

"Yes!" I said just as enthusiastically.

He laughed at my new enthusiasm. He never usually sees me happy, so it must be a treat for him.

"Hey, my dad is staying late at work tonight, so do you want to come over after the ball?" I asked him hopefully.

"Yeah that's a good idea. Why is your dad working late? He usually likes to be home early so he can have more time with you," he told me, confusion apparent in his voice.

"He said a police officer up county got killed by some sort of animal. He said he was going to go and help them try to find the animal." I told him.

"Oh, okay. I wonder what the animal is," he said quietly.

So did I, I thought.

We arrived in Seattle about forty-five minutes later. We pulled up to the Century Ballroom and we got out of the car. We walked up towards the doors where the owner of the ballroom approached us.

"G'day to yeh, Alexander Gold an' miss Bella Swan!" He greeted us in a thick Irish accent.

"I'm glad yeh decided teh dance for us here." He smiled widely at us with straight white teeth. He was an older man, maybe in his early 40's. He had a head full of light brown hair and had a tall figure. He was wearing a tux.

"Yeh can call me Mr. McCree. I'm the owner o' this fine ballroom, here." He told us.

We smiled at him and walked inside to see that people were already starting to arrive. We walked to a room in the back so we could freshen up. Everyone stared at us in awe as we passed them, like everyone else did when we went somewhere dressed like we were.

We entered the back room. It was 4:12. We were to go on in less than two hours. I pulled out a few things from my dance bag for entertainment. Alexander was listening to his music on his iPod, so I was left to my own devices.

I spent most of my time reading Harry Potter. I was on the fifth chapter when Mr. McCree came in to tell us we would be going on in ten minutes. Alexander stood, as well as I, and we started to warm up. By the time we were warmed up, we had to go on. We walked through the doors and everyone cheered as we went on. Alexander and I smiled at everyone who cheered for us. We finally got to the middle of the dance floor.

A swing song came on, and we started to dance.

I was just following Alexander's lead for the majority of the time. I could swear, a few times while I was spinning, I could see the whole Cullen family watching us from a distance. We continued to twirl and dance when I started hearing these cracking noises.

It was all very fast then, the large, glass chandelier detaching from the ceiling, right over us, it skyrocketing towards us as blinding speed, me and Alexander hearing the gasps of other people, us watching our impending doom. The glass was about to hit me when I felt something hard and cold pull me out of the way. I fell to the ground and watched the chandelier hit the ground, with Alexander underneath it.

It hit me. Alexander was underneath it. He was hit by the chandelier. He was either extremely injured, or dead.

I blacked out.

"Bella! Are you alright?" I looked up to see Edward Cullen standing over me, with a concerned look on his face.

"I'm fine," I told him. "Where's Alexander?" I asked him frantically.

"I'm sorry, Bella, my father just announced that he is dead." He told me sullenly.

"D-dead?" My voice cracked.

He just nodded.

"How did you pull me out of the way then?" I asked him in confusion.

"I was quite close to you." He told me matter-of-factly.

"No you weren't, you were across the ballroom, with your family." I debated.

"No I wasn't." He argued.

"I saw you." I told him.

"I think you're confused. Maybe it's shock, because I have no idea what you are talking about." He replied nonchalantly.

"I know what I saw!" My voice was getting louder.

"And what was that?" He asked me with slight annoyance.

"All I know is that you were nowhere near me. I saw you standing over by your family behind a bunch of people. So don't say I am confused. You ran over to me at blinding speed and pulled me out of the way." I said quietly.

"Well, no on is going to believe you." He told me smugly.

"Oh, so you admit it?" I challenged.

"Can't you just thank me and get over it?" His anger was growing stronger.

"Thank you." I mumbled.

"You're not going to let this go are you?" He asked.

"No."

"Well, in that case, I hope you enjoy disappointment." He smirked at me and walked away.

I stared after him in irritation. He was so confusing! I was so caught up in my thoughts about Edward, that I almost forgot about Alexander's death. Geez, what kind of friend was I? Leaving your dead dance partner to try and find out why some strange boy pulled you out of the way of a chandelier. I was disgusted with myself.

I walked over to where Alexander's dead body lay. Who I assumed was Dr. Cullen looked up at me with a concerned face.

"Miss Swan? Your dance partner hasn't survived the impact of the glass and the chandelier. His injuries were fatal, and it's too late to revive him. I'm so sorry. Would you like some time alone with him?" He asked sincerely.

I nodded. He walked away as I leaned over Alexander's dead body and hugged him to me. He felt cold in my arms due to his blood cooling. I started to cry and whisper mutterings of apology. I wept for what seemed like hours when someone came up to me. The person told me that they had to take his body away for the autopsy. I sniffled, nodded, and stood up. I went to the back room to get my dance bag. I walked out and ran into Alice Cullen. I looked down at her and she flashed me a comforting smile.

"I am so sorry, Bella. Truly, I am," she said quietly and hugged me. She was so cold and hard for a tiny girl. I reciprocated the gesture and hugged her back.

We finally released our embrace and she said she had to leave, but also told me that she would be there for me any time I needed her. I thanked her for that, because honestly, I did need someone to be there over the loss of my dance partner. Of course, I would still dance, but I needed a new dance partner. Or, I could always go solo. But, it was not about my future now. I had to make arrangements for Alexander's funeral. I let out another sob at the thought of his death. Yes, I would surely miss him.

I exited the ballroom, the last time I would ever exit that ballroom, and walked to my beetle. I drove home, fighting tears the whole way.

Charlie wasn't home yet, and it was pretty late, so I went upstairs to bed, crying myself to sleep.

That was the first night I dreamt of Edward Cullen.

AN: Yay! Fourth chapter finished. The reason for the eerie feeling in her was because of you know who. ;D Review!!