Disclaimer – I had a dream (just like Stephenie Meyer!) but the dream was about Edward and Bella, so yeah – they belong to her – I'm just borrowing them! Please don't steal my story, cause that would just make me sad.
My beta, rubiesymusica is made of awesome. She takes my weird ramblings and turns them into actual sentences - she is the yin to my yang, the Forrest to my Jenny, the peanut butter to my jelly. -)
Sorry for the delay - my muses went on an extended holiday. (Hey look, I'm a poet! LOL)
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Copyright 2010 by Scottish Rose 1028
The final week of dress rehearsals passed in a blur and before I knew it, the tour's opening night was only a day away. The anticipation had been building for weeks; Edward had been making the rounds on late night talk shows and had done several interviews in print and for television. My mother had called me in near hysterics when several pictures of me had appeared alongside Edward's interview in People magazine – though the accompanying article on the actual tour had been quite short. Edward and Alice were both frustrated with that interview; him for the interviewer's reluctance to ask him anything other than pointed questions about his relationship status and her for the article neglecting to mention myself or Demetri by name or credit her designs. Edward and I had decided to try and keep our relationship as private as possible – though it seemed that it was all most interviewers cared to ask him about lately.
One bad article aside, the rest of the publicity and preparations for the tour had gone smoothly and everyone was looking forward to its start. Edward, the other dancers and I had a photo shoot in the morning for the official publicity photographs – pictures that would be appearing in the programs, posters and print ads that would be in most major newspapers and magazines. My last full rehearsal had ended and I eagerly returned home to enjoy a hot shower and a well-earned nap. Edward stayed behind at the theater with Jasper, Peter, Seth and Garrett, smoothing out a few last-minute technical bugs.
I awoke a few hours later when Alice came tearing into my bedroom with a white garment bag slung over one arm and a determined look on her face.
"Hey Bella, did you have a good nap?"
I stretched lazily and nodded, yawning. "What's in the bag?"
"I finished the alterations on your dress for tomorrow's photo shoot, it's all pressed and ready to go," Alice answered, heading into my closet to hang it up. I followed her inside and sat down at my dressing table to attempt to tame the haystack I currently sported on top of my head.
"Ack," I winced as my comb caught on a particularly stubborn tangle. "Why did I go to sleep with wet hair?"
"Because you're always too lazy to dry it beforehand," Alice grinned knowingly. "So what are your plans for tonight?"
I shrugged and pulled my hair into a messy bun, giving up on the tangles for the moment. "Nothing that would involve me changing out of these pajamas, although the look you've got on your face indicates that you have other plans for me."
"I might have possibly made some plans to go out to a club with Demetri and Angela that might also include you, yes," Alice laughed.
"Amazing – I must be psychic!" I joked, rolling my eyes.
"Come on, Bellie!" Alice cajoled me. "You know we have to go out and celebrate! And I promised Demetri and Angela that we'd be there."
"Okay, okay, if I must." I sighed dramatically, unable to keep the smile off of my face. I stood up and held out my arms to Alice. "Make me over, since I know you'll do it with or without my permission."
Alice clapped her hands gleefully and started pulling drawers and cabinets open. "I've got the most amazing outfit planned for you, Bells!" She shooed me into the bathroom to curl my hair with hot rollers while she put everything together. I plugged in the rollers and while they heated up, I grabbed my phone and sent a quick text to Edward, letting him know of my plans for the evening.
I've been kidnapped by your sister. Being tortured with hot rollers as we speak. Save yourself.
I went to work with the detangler and a comb, trying to tame the snarls in my hair and had just started to put my hair up in the curlers when my phone buzzed with a reply from Edward.
I'm sure I can negotiate with her for your early release. I know her weak spots. Will I be seeing you later? I should be done here in a few hours.
I smiled and then frowned, realizing that I probably wouldn't be seeing Edward anytime soon, since he wouldn't be home until after we'd already left for the night.
I'm not sure what the diabolical pixie has planned, but we'll be gone by the time you get back. I miss you – catch you when I get home?
I finished placing the rollers in my hair and had started putting on my makeup when Alice danced into the bathroom.
"I've put your outfit on your bed," she grinned, pulling herself up onto the counter to sit. "I just talked to Jazz – he and Edward might swing by the club later if they get the technical stuff done at a decent time."
My heart gave a funny sort of flutter and I couldn't keep the smile off of my face. The possibility of being at a club with Edward, in dark, close quarters, dancing with him and getting sweaty …
"Okay, I'm happy that my brother puts that look on your face, but I really don't want the details," Alice remarked, breaking me from my thoughts. I laughed and threw a makeup sponge at her head, which she deflected with her hand and stuck her tongue out at me.
I finished with my makeup and pulled my hair out of the rollers, letting Alice work her magic as she styled it into a messy bun at the back of my head, with wisps and tendrils of hair curling down to frame my face and neck. I went back into my bedroom to find my clothes laid out: a gorgeous silk halter top in a pattern of black, white and red, comfy black cargo capri pants and killer red satin peep toe heels. No thong this time, thankfully, just a black strapless bra and a pair of really sexy black panties that laced up the back with a French tag that I didn't recognize. Knowing that they probably cost a small fortune, I grimaced and put them on anyway, smiling at the thought of Edward's face when he'd see them later – and he'd definitely be seeing them later, if I had anything to say about it.
I had just finished putting on the matching earrings and bracelet that Alice had picked out when I heard a low wolf-whistle from my bedroom doorway. I gasped and turned around to see Demetri and Angela standing there.
"Looking good, Bella!" Angela gave me a thumbs up. She looked great in a simple white and black animal print tank, jeans and gray satin heels.
"Okay ladies!" Alice skipped toward us, looking amazing in a ruffled blue and black strapless dress and glittery black heels. "Let's get this party started!"
The four of us piled into Alice's yellow Porsche, Angela and I squeezed into the teeny-tiny back seat and Demetri sat up front, squabbling with Alice over the music on her iPod while Angela and I covered our ears and rolled our eyes. My ears were thankful that it was a short ride to the club that Demetri and Alice had picked out. Demetri seemed to know everyone who worked at the club, so we were able to bypass the line that snaked around the block out front and got right inside. Demetri blew a kiss at the cashier who winked and waved us in without paying.
"Demetri – do you own this place or something?" I teased him, amazed and a little awed at our VIP treatment.
"No – but Felix's brother, Marcus, does." Demetri answered me with a cheeky smile as he lead us up a short flight of stairs to a roped-off area that was guarded by a huge, beefy wall of a man. The man mountain grinned at Demetri and unclipped the rope, allowing us by.
"This place is amazing!" Angela gushed as we sat down in a plush booth and took everything in. The club was very tastefully done in tones of cream and beige, hardwood floors and sleek lines, and gauzy curtains that allowed the private VIP rooms to look out over the rest of the club. Our cozy suite had its own private bar and Alice wasted no time in grabbing our first round of drinks. Felix showed up a few minutes later, kissing Demetri on the cheek and giving Ang, Alice and me big bear hugs in greeting. The conversation flowed as easily as the drinks and before long the five of us were out on the dance floor, thoroughly enjoying ourselves. Several songs later, the DJ started to play "Genie in a Bottle" and Alice and I looked excitedly at each other and shrieked.
"Do you remember it?" Alice bounced up and down, pulling me closer to her.
"Of course I do, ready?" I laughed, counting off as we started to dance together. We both were a bit rusty, but we still managed to remember most of the choreography to the routine. When the song ended, we both earned high-fives from Angela and whistles of appreciation from Demetri and Felix – among others. We trouped back to our suite and gratefully accepted drinks and more praise from our friends.
"That was incredible – Alice, I didn't know you could dance!" Angela exclaimed.
"I took dance classes with Bella until we graduated from high school," Alice explained, downing her drink and gesturing for a refill. "After graduation, I broke my foot and the doctor said I wouldn't be able to dance en pointe anymore. I spent six weeks moping about it, but I realized that I'd always been more interested in the costumes and designing aspects of dance rather than the dancing itself. So when Bella left for Chicago, I looked into different costume design courses and ended up at the Fashion Institute of Design and Merchandising in San Francisco – and I loved it!"
"And that's where she met Jasper, so things worked out the way they were supposed to," I interjected, gratefully accepting the bottle of water Felix handed me. We sat through a few more songs, but when "Evacuate the Dance Floor" came on, Alice squealed loudly and pulled Angela and me back out to dance. Demetri and Felix followed us this time, and we took turns partnering, laughing and enjoying losing ourselves in the music. The song moved seamlessly into "Everytime We Touch" and I had to smile at the lyrics, they made me think of Edward.
'Cause everytime we touch, I get this feeling
And everytime we kiss, I swear I could fly
Can't you feel my heart beat fast?
I want this to last
I need you by my side
'Cause everytime we touch, I feel the static
And everytime we kiss, I reach for the sky
Can't you hear my heart beat so?
I can't let you go
I want you in my life
I was pulled from my thoughts as Demetri grabbed my hands and twirled me into a lift-spin, surprising me and making me shriek with laughter. It seemed to be Demetri and Felix's goal to out-do each other, because they soon led Angela and me through a series of complicated lifts, spins and steps while Alice gleefully cheered us all on. It wasn't until the song ended and I heard the applause that I realized a large circle had formed around us as the other club goers had watched the four of us dance. I ducked my head and blushed, but couldn't keep the wide grin off my face as we made our way back to our booth.
My grin grew bigger when I saw that Edward had made his way to the club and was waiting for me. His eyes met mine and my heart did the strange flutter it always did when I saw him, his mouth turned up into that crooked smile of his that I loved and without thinking, I launched myself at him. I heard him utter a muffled "oof" before he steadied us with his strong arms and I wrapped my arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. I felt him kiss the top of my head, before bending to touch his lips softly to mine.
"I missed you too, love," Edward chuckled.
"Mmm, more of that, please," I smiled, pulling him closer for another kiss. His arms tightened around me and our kisses deepened until we were rudely interrupted.
"Seriously, would you two get a room?" Alice chided us, rolling her eyes in exasperation.
"Go away, Allie," Edward grumbled, kissing me one last time before pulling away. I reluctantly let him go, took his hand and joined the rest of our friends.