Hello readers of HSNE, AR!
I welcome all of you to another lovely little chapter!
Okay, so in the last chappy, I asked all of you what I should do in this chapter here. And, well, some of the ideas were good - except for the fact that I should have everyone find out about Bella's and Edward's relationship.
And well, I... don't really plan of having that happening any time soon. I loved the ideas, but unfortunately I can't really use them just yet. Maybe one idea I will use, but just not at this time right now.
I have most of this story all plotted out; there is some open spots of ideas, but for now, I will go on with my originally planned idea for the chapter.
Recap of Chapter Thirteen:
~Things are now beginning to heat up thanks to the Auditions of the Talent Show. Edward was able to woo some of the girls from his sexy song and his abnormally high singing voice, while Bella blew the guys away from her slow and romantic song. Now, it's October and rumors of a Halloween dance, and dance numbers in the Talent Show, are surfacing. Problem is, Bella can't dance. Just who will help poor Bella out in her situation? And how will her dancing turn out once it gets to the time to show off her moves?~
I think we can all guess just who will be teaching young Bella in the art of dance... ;D
So, let's start off the chapter! :)
Chapter FOURTEEN
Bella's POV
(October)
"Bella!" I looked up to see Alice running towards me, with Angela and Rosalie right beside her. "Hey, what's up?" I asked them, letting them stop beside me. "Have you seen the list for the Talent Show?" Rosalie asked me breathlessly. "No; why?" I asked them. "Come on!" Angela yelled, grabbing my wrist and she proceeded to drag me behind her, where we all ran off down the halls, to where I could see that they were dragging me off to a wall where any notices of school events were placed there.
"Look, look, look!" Alice chanted to me, pointing at the paper while she jumped up and down. I looked at the paper. Lead Singer for Girls: Isabella Swan; Back-up singers for Girls: Alice Cullen, Rosalie Hale, Angela Weber. I squealed to see that I had gotten the part of the lead singer - who that I was a great singer - and that I was happy to see that my three best friends were my back-up singers, though I'm sure they were much better than me.
My friends all squealed with me, and we all gathered around for a group hug. "I can't believe that we'll be singing with each other!" Rosalie gushed, laughing. "Well, I'm just surprised that I got the lead singer part." I told them honestly, where I looked at them in confusion when I saw that they were all giving me the look like I had grown a second head. "Bella, are you kidding us?" Angela asked me, her mouth gaping.
"What?" I asked them, sounding annoyed that they aren't telling me what they think that I know. "Bella, you were like the best - no, you were the best - singer in all of those auditions. Don't you remember the shocked looks you got from the guys? That just tells you that you blew them away." Alice told me, placing her hands on her hips. "But, you guys were so much better than me." I mumbled timidly, frowning. "We weren't as good as you were, Bells." Rosalie told me, rolling her eyes. "But -" I began. "Bella, just please trust us when we tell you that you were excellent." Angela cut me off.
"Fine, fine. I'll accept your guys' word." I muttered, throwing my hands up before I began walking away. "Bella!" the girls groaned at me in unison before they hurried to catch up with me. "Bella, you have to have more faith in yourself. Why can't you believe the fact that you are an amazing singer?" Alice asked me. "Well, I'm not amazing; good, at the least, but amazing - no." I corrected her. "Bella, you are far by the greatest singer here at this school - there's no way you are any less." Rosalie argued, wagging her finger at me.
"Look, I kind of just want to drop this topic right now. I'll take your word for it - I'll make myself think from now on that I'm a great singer. Just, please stop scolding me like a child." I complained. "Good." the girls simultaneously said together, giggling. "I just hope you are just of a good dancer, as you are of a singer." Rosalie stated, making me freeze. "What did you just say?" I asked her, my eyes narrowing.
"I said that I just hope - " Rosalie began again. "I heard that part. But, no one ever told me about there being dancing." I grumbled, crossing my arms. I've had too many bad experiences of dancing - they involve either me tripping, me falling, me stepping on someone's feet too many times to count, me bumping into other dancers, me making a fool out of myself, and when I was growing up into a teenager with all of my womanly features growing out, I've had men either stare at my chest or lay their hands on my ass. (Mostly, all from Joshua.)
"What's wrong with dancing?" Alice asked me. "I can't dance." I told them, crossing my arms across my chest. "And it's both from not being able to dance to save my life, and because I refuse to dance whatsoever." I added in when I saw that they were about to argue with me. I have done one little dance ever since I came here, and that was only with Edward, though we weren't really dancing because we were just standing close to each other, and spinning off in a slow circle, with my feet on top of his.
"Well, if you're going to be the lead singer, then you need to know how to dance." Alice informed me, shrugging her shoulders. Fuck my life, I thought bitterly to myself, glaring down at the ground. The bell rang out, signaling the next period was about to begin, and we all walked to our next class, dropping the subject about the Talent Show.
After a few hours, it was time for lunch. This time though, I took off in a different direction than the cafeteria. "Bella, where are you going?" Alice yelled out after me. "Go on without me. I don't feel like eating lunch today." I yelled back to her, waving goodbye to my friends before I disappeared. On my way to the front of the school - thank god that you're allowed to roam during lunch - I pulled out my phone and texted to Edward.
To: Edward
From: Bella
Subject: Can we talk?
Can you meet me out by the front of the school, under the first tree to the right of the school gate? I have to talk to you right now.
After I sent the message, I found myself under the very tree I asked Edward to come meet me under, and that there no other students out and about since the bell has rung. I sat down on the ground carefully - I really hate it when Alice usually puts me in a skirt - and after a few minutes of sitting here, I got a text from Edward, saying that he'll be there in a few minutes. I could just tell from the text, that he was worried from what I had asked of him. Does he always have to think the worst? I thought to myself, laughing minutely to myself.
And, just like he said; "Hey, Bella." I looked up to see that my secret boyfriend was here, holding two apples in his hands. "Figured that you were hungry for some lunch." Edward explained to me about the apples, just as my stomach growled loudly in protest for not being fed. "You are a life-saver." I breathed out, reaching for an apple once he plopped himself beside me. I then took a loud, crunching bite into my apple, moaning at the taste.
"So, what is it that you want to talk about?" Edward asked me with slight hesitation after he too took a bite out of his apple. "It's not what you're thinking it is, Edward." I began, smiling when I saw him sigh in relief. "Thank god! I thought that you were going to break up with me or something." Edward murmured, bringing me into his side with his arm wrapped around my shoulders.
"Okay, so what is it then?" Edward asked me after a moment of silence, of us just eating our apples. "I might have to quit the Talent Show." I began again, sighing sadly. When I didn't hear him respond, I looked up at him to see a look of shock was on his face. "Why?" he asked me in a tone that sounded very surprised. "Alice told me that I would have to dance in the Talent Show, and I... can't dance..." I trailed off, frowning at the ground.
"Here's the solution: I'll teach you." Edward stated, causing me to now look up at him with a shocked expression. "You?" I asked him, my mouth gaping. "Yes, me." Edward said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, while he placed a finger under my chin and closed my mouth. "But - dance - you?" I asked him again. Edward rolled his eyes while chuckling. "Bella, I know how to dance; I was a five-time winner, just at the age of six up to eleven. And, I have gotten private lessons with other teachers, just because I love to dance. I know most types of dancing, and I can easily teach you." Edward explained.
"How come you never told me this?" I asked him incredulously. "Because I knew you were going to freak out like this." Edward told me, gesturing to me where I was still gaping at him with wide eyes and my jaw still dropped. "Well, did you expect me to take this so well?" I grumbled, my shoulders slumping while I got rid of my surprise. "Bella," Edward began, wrapping his arm around my waist. "Do you like to sing?" Edward asked me seriously. "Well..." I trailed off. "Do you love to sing then?" he asked me seriously again, cutting me off. "Yes; yes I do." I answered quickly. "Do you want everyone to know that you are a talented singer?" Edward asked me next. "Um..." I trailed off. "Do you?" he asked, cutting me off - again. "Yes, I do. Now stop cutting me off." I answered him, whacking him playfully on the shoulder where he chuckled.
"So, meet me in the music room tonight, wearing a loose outfit. Make sure that Alice and Rosalie don't know where you're going." Edward informed me, standing to his feet. "And let me guess; try to have Angela cover for me?" I asked him. "Yep. I already have someone covering for me." Edward muttered, shrugging his shoulders. "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" I exclaimed, hopping up to my feet to glare at him. "You told someone?" I hissed. "Bella, I know that I can trust this person. I thought that it would be good to have to have people that we can trust, on both of our sides." Edward explained to me.
"Who is it?" I asked him, placing my hands on my hips. "Ben Cheney." Edward answered, nodding his head. "Well, he better keep this secret, or I'll make sure that both of you won't be able to have kids." I teased threateningly to him, before I gathered my bag, gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, before I walked away from the tree and made my way to Biology.
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"Bella, where are you going?" Alice asked me once she saw that I was wearing an outfit that followed Edward's rules - a loose tank top, with some comfortable sweats, while my hair was pulled up in a loose ponytail, and I had sneakers on my feet. "Oh, um, I'm going out for a jog, soon." I told them. "Oh, okay. Want us to come with you?" Rosalie asked me, getting ready to get up from her bed. "Nah, I'll be fine. I uh, have another friend who wanted me to jog with her tonight." I lied.
"Alright. See you later, Bella." Alice said goodbye to me, where I waved to her and Rosalie before I exited the dorm room. Angela was waiting outside of the room for me, wearing her own little get up. "Thank you so much for helping me with this, Ang." I said to her gratefully when we exited the dorms. "No problem, Bella. I told you that I would keep this a secret for you, just like how Ben is keeping this a secret too." Angela murmured, though her voice got all dreamy when she mentioned Ben. (I already told her about how Ben was involved with this too.)
"Ooh-la-la, Ang." I teased, giggling. "What?" she asked me, looking over at me with confusion. "Someone's been bitten by the love-bug and now they're smitten." I sang, while I began jogging slowly. "Bella!" Angela whined. "Admit, Angela. I know that you like Ben; I know that look anywhere." I ordered her. "From where? How do you know this look?" Angela asked me. "From myself when I think, or say, anything related to my secret beau. And, from Alice and Rosalie." I explained.
"When do those two have that lovesick face?" Angela asked me, raising an eyebrow. "Every time Alice talks about Jasper, and Rosalie talks about Emmett." I told her. "Really? How come those two always look like they hate those boys' guts?" Angela asked me. "I don't know. I'm really tired of them just acting like they hate them. If they weren't so afraid of showing the boys that they have feelings for them, then maybe this war would be over, and then Edward and I wouldn't have to hide anymore." I told her truthfully.
"You don't think that they're doing the same thing that you and Edward doing, do you?" Angela asked me seriously, where our slow jogging has finally brought us to the music room which was dimly lit from the inside. "I would expect more lying and fumbling from those two, so no. They aren't secretly dating those two boys that they like." I told her, shaking my head just before I opened the door.
"I'll be here at the bottom steps, and be lookout." Angela told me once we both stepped inside the music room, where I could hear the song, "Too Shy" by Kajagoogoo, playing at a medium volume. "Thanks again, Angela. You're the best." I thanked her gratefully, giving her a hug before I walked up the steps that led up to where Edward would be. There, I spotted him wearing a loose t-shirt, some sweats, and no shoes, while he was dancing and moving to the beat of the song. When he did a back flip on his own, I laughed and clapped for him.
"Please tell me that I don't have to do that as a beginner." I asked him pleadingly, walking towards him. "Of course not. I've learned that when I was fourteen, when I was getting private dance lessons." Edward told me, shrugging. "So, what will you be teaching me first?" I asked him. "First of all, the lesson of your hair." Edward began. "My hair?" I asked him, confused, while I tugged loosely on my long hair from the ponytail. "Yes. My teacher always said for the girls in my class when I was younger, that if you have long hair, always have it in a tight bun, or a tight ponytail, or your hair will get in your face and you won't be able to see what you're doing." Edward explained.
He came over towards me, and went behind me, where he gently pulled my hair into a tighter ponytail. "Now that your hair is out of the way," he began while he walked away from me. "I'll be teaching you the basic box step." Edward said to me. "The what?" I asked him. Edward rolled his eyes and then said, "The box step, Bella. It's the beginning moves that they teach to beginners. You move in a little box, like this." Edward then moved to the right, then took one step back, then moved to the left, and then moved forward. "The box step." Edward stated, motioning to his feet.
"Oh." I mumbled, blushing. "So, we'll be working our way up?" I asked him, sighing. "Yep; up until the point of where you can get the Thriller dance down." Edward stated, moving forward and taking my hands in his. "Why the Thriller dance?" I asked him. "Oh um, because..." Edward mumbled, looking away. "Is there something you're not telling me?" I asked him accusingly. "Well, you know that's it October, and Halloween is in October..." Edward explained before trailing off.
"Seriously? Now there's a Halloween dance?" I asked him, knowing what he was about to say. "I should've told you earlier, I know." Edward muttered. "But, at least you're dancing." Edward added, smiling at me. I looked up at him confused, then looked down to see that we were dancing in a little box. "Hehe, I guess I am." I mumbled, smiling up at him.
For the rest of the night, Edward taught me the basic box step, of how to stay inside the box, and then we moved out of the box and mixed up the dance steps. "So, when should we have these dance lessons?" I asked him once we - Angela, Edward and I - all left the music room together. "We can have these dance lessons every other night, so Alice and Rosalie won't be suspicious." Edward told me. "Okay, so see you on Wednesday?" I asked him; it was Monday, the beginning of a new week.
"Until then, my secret girlfriend." Edward murmured, kissing me tenderly on my lips. "Okay, enough sucking face. I have to get Bella back before Alice and Rosalie come looking for us." Angela cried out quietly when she saw that our romantic kissing had turned into a make out session. We released each other with a loud pop, and we laughed at the sound. "Sorry Ang; I just wanted to remember what those lips felt like because I won't be able to kiss them tomorrow." I told honestly, winking over at Edward. Edward laughed again, and with a chaste kiss placed on my lips, my cheek, my nose and my forehead, Edward hugged me and gave a quick hug to Angela before he jogged off towards the guys' dorms.
With that, Angela and I jogged over to the girls' dorms.
There's the chapter for you readers! :D
So, what is any good? Reading about the little romantic moments between Bella and Edward, along with reading about Bella's predicament about dancing was good, yes? No?
Please let me know in a review for the story, and in the next chapter, we'll be skipping ahead to another event that I've been dying to write about. ;)
Bye for now, readers!
~*Lady Lily of Darkness*~
