He found me through Dance

Wait What?

Once again I walked into the studio, a few people were at the bar stretching waiting for class to start. Why would he want me to be the one to take the scholarship. I air in the room suddenly felt heated, everyone turned their head and stared at me 'well this is really awkward' I thought to myself.

I slipped my shoes off and sat down on the floor and unzipped my bag looking some tape for my feet, the last dance school would make you wear hard pointe shoes without socks they said it was 'untidy' I thought that was crap to be honest, every time I came back from dance I would have to soak my feet in hot water with soap, it would always sting my feet and made them look like aliens feet.

I took the tape from my bag and wrapped some around my toes, then some round the middle of my foot the changed to my other foot. After putting my tape in my bag I found a place on the floor and started to stretch, I pointed my feet to the floor them relaxed them, then pulled my toes toward me bringing my hands to them slowly stretching out my back.

I walked over to an empty spot on the bar and rose one of my legs and slowly lifted it to sit on the bar slowly stretching my calf and hamstring muscles then repeated the on my other foot. It felt weird having a bar screwed to the wall, we never had a bar like what it was now. It was usually a makeshift one that you would've made yourself in your room, even though the ballet masters were torturous about what we did for stretching and make us do anything to make us tired.

The door opened and everyone turned and stared at the unfamiliar face, although he wasn't a unfamiliar face to me. Edward. He caught sight of me and looked down at the floor again, looking ashamed. 'Alight' He said 'there are auditions for the Nutcracker later this August, if you are up for the challenge I suggest you take it, We don't auditions easy for anyone here at this school' he said firmly 'sign up sheets will be outside the studio on the notice board tomorrow' he said.

The hours had passed and my feet started to ache, we were half way through the centre work and was learning part of a sequence that Edward had put together himself. 'I think everyone has it, Bella could we have an example of the sequence please' Edward asked, 'oh dear' I thought, he really wanted to embarrass me, I walked over to the centre of the room and stood waiting for my cue of the music, 5,6,7,8.

Jumped onto pointe, looking upwards to my hand gracefully, walking over to Edward looking into his eyes desperately then walking spinning over to the other corner of the room, stopping ending in a lunge position. When the music finished everyone clapped, for the first time in four years I felt like I had accomplished something, something that I felt proud of.

'Bella, I expect to see you after a class' Edward said firmly, I nodded and walked over to my bag and untied and shoes massaging my feet after taking off each other slowly, there were a few blisters starting to show, nothing bad. 'Alright, I expect everyone to be in the theory room tomorrow, eleven fifteen sharp' Edward said as everyone walked out of the class.

'I wanted to tell you that you were the best dancer that has performed that piece' He said

'Thank you, I always do my best' I reply

'I would like you to audition for the lead role for the performance, I will do anything' He said

'Ah, I really don't know if I want to be the lead of one of the biggest performances in the world Edward' I said

'The thing is, I am the male lead anyway, I will be right behind you' He said reassuringly

'How can I trust you?' I ask

'I assure you, you can count me in on that' he said one last time

'Until tomorrow, Miss Swan'

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I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while, I try to update but I think I need some ideas for the story, comment what should happen next.