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A Mage's Twilight

Summary:
Alma Stewart and Nara Paterson are no ordinary sixteen-year-old girls. They've got a secret, one they have to guard with their lives. They move from their home in Australia to Forks, to see what life in America is like. They attend the local high school in their junior year, the equivalent of their school year in Australia, and notice the Cullens aren't exactly...normal. Bella's still there, and - just a warning - Nara and Alma share a very close, serious romantic relationship. Hence the teen rating.


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9. Spring Dance

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The weekend came faster than expected, although Bella was a little sad on Friday afternoon because Edward had left early to go hunting. She had it for him bad. On Saturday morning, though, she was up not long after Charlie and was getting ready. Nara and I were having a bit of a lie-in, although we would see what happened when Nara checked later. There was no doubt in either of our minds that Edward would be able to control himself and his bloodlust around Bella, and so we spent the morning just lazing around until Alice dropped by at around lunchtime.

“Up you get!” she sang as she bounded into the room. I groaned and buried my head in my pillow as Nara yawned and snuggled deeper into her blankets.

“Don’t want to,” I muttered shortly, and Alice giggled before calling to someone else.

“Come on up, Rose! They don’t want to get up…perhaps we can persuade them?” I opened my eyes and sat bolt upright.

“I'm up, I'm up!” I exclaimed. “I'm awake!” Nara groaned and put her pillow over her head at my urgent nudges to her shoulder, and Alice’s grin turned slightly evil. My eyes widened, and I scrambled away from Nara as Rosalie appeared and dumped a bucket of semi-cold water all over her. Nara leapt up with a short scream of shock, and then shook out her wet hair as she glared at the two grinning vampires.

“That,” she announced, “Was nothing short of evil.”

The afternoon was spent with the Cullen girls, being prepared for the Spring Dance. All I really needed was my hair done and very, very light makeup, although Alice pouted over my suit until I allowed her to go back to her house and grab one she’d bought especially for me. I had to admit – she knew exactly what looked good on me and what didn’t. My hair was pulled back from my face in a simple yet good-looking low ponytail – compliments of Rosalie – and I only had a very light touch of blush, eye-shadow and lip-gloss on my face to accent my natural colouring.

Nara, on the other hand, looked absolutely stunning in her fashionable white dress and tall silver heels. Her hair was in natural-looking ringlets with miniature white flowers braided through it, and her makeup enhanced her appearance amazingly. Her dress had subtle flowered patterns on it, and a black ribbon around the waist. With her dark tan, the dress looked amazing. Rosalie and Alice had a good laugh at my expression when Nara shyly peeked out from the bathroom, and I hugged her carefully, so as not to ruin any of her carefully-done makeup or hair. She pouted cutely, and I just tapped her nose lightly.

“I don’t want to ruin your makeup,” I told her, and she sighed.

“Damn,” she murmured. “Oh well…Bella and Edward are on their way here. The dance starts at seven…”

“We'll drop you off,” Rosalie offered with a smile. “You both look so stunning you just have to arrive in an equally good car.” Alice gasped theatrically.

“Oh my goodness! The world has come to an end…Rosalie just admitted there's something in the world equal to her car! Apart from Emmett, that is,” she added slyly, and Rose rolled her eyes.

“Whatever, Alice. Come on, we'll go get my car, and then when Charlie gets back we'll make our appearance to pick you two up,” she informed us. I nodded, and the two vampires left quickly, just as Bella’s truck pulled into the driveway.

We were downstairs and in the kitchen when Bella and Edward entered the house, and she smiled at us, blushing, when we grinned at her and raised an eyebrow each simultaneously. If Edward could blush, he would be too.

“Enjoy your day?” I asked casually, and from Bella's deepened blush I knew it was good gossip to talk about later.

“Yes. What about you?”

“We were tortured by Alice and Rosalie,” I said with a roll of my eyes. “Seriously, Alice is so pushy. She made me wear this suit instead of the one I was going to wear,” I pouted. Nara and Bella giggled, and Edward grinned, trying to hide it. We all froze, though, when we heard Charlie’s cruiser pull into the driveway. Bella looked panicked.

“Should Charlie know I'm here?” Edward asked swiftly. Bella was flustered.

“I…I don’t know…”

“No, not just yet,” I said quickly. “Get yourself upstairs into Bella's room before he sees you. We'll go sleep on the couch again.” Edward kissed Bella's forehead, making her blush, then sped off up the stairs.

“Again?” Bella asked as we heard Charlie’s footsteps approaching the door.

“Come on, Bella. Do you really think we’d stay in your room knowing Edward was there watching you sleep?” Nara asked softly as the door opened and Charlie trudged into the house.

“Girls?” he called.

“In the kitchen,” I called back, and he made his way into the kitchen, his eyes widening when he saw me and Nara.

“Wow, girls, you look great! Uh…what's with the suit, Alma?”

“I just don’t like dresses,” I shrugged. In truth, I loved them…just on Nara instead of me. Charlie nodded.

“Fair enough. How are you two getting to the dnace? Is Bella driving you…?” the doorbell rang, interrupting him, and he went to open it, distracted.

“Hello, Chief Swan,” Alice sang cheerfully. “I'm Alice Cullen, and this is my sister Rosalie Hale. We were just wondering if Alma and Nara were ready to leave yet…” Of course, she already knew we were ready, but Charlie didn’t need to know that.

“Uh…yeah…do you want to come in…?”

“No need,” Nara replied softly as we waved to Bella and walked past Charlie quietly to Alice and Rosalie. “We're ready. Thanks for giving us a lift, Rosalie,” she added formally, for Charlie and Bella's sakes. They didn’t need to know we were on nickname terms with a Cullen just yet. Rosalie smiled at her fondly as Alice beamed at me.

“Okay…how are you getting home?” Charlie asked, frowning.

“Same way,” Rosalie replied. “I really don’t mind. Now, you don’t want to be late, do you?” she teased, and after saying quick goodbyes to Charlie and Bella – whose eyes were all but bugging out of her head at Rosalie’s friendliness – we followed them out into the night, sliding into the backseat of Rose’s BMW. We were off before Charlie had time to lock the door.

We arrived just as everyone else was, and I helped Nara out of the car courteously as Rose and Alice stayed hidden.

“We'll know when to come and pick you up,” Alice assured us, winking. “Have fun.” I grinned at her, and held out my arm to Nara. She took my elbow with a smile and we glided into the gymnasium elegantly, the complete envy of all the girls in the room.

At first we didn’t dance, but when the slow dances came on about half-an-hour into the night and boys approached Nara to ask for a dance, I started to get possessive. After Nara politely declined the fifth boy in three minutes, I stood and bowed to her elegantly, holding out my hand.

“Shall we dance?” I asked softly, and she smiled at me as she placed her hand in mine and let me lead her out onto the floor. I kept my face calm and controlled as I took in all the shocked and stunned faces of our school peers, although inwardly I was grinning like the Cheshire Cat. Upon reaching the middle of the floor, we adopted the ballroom hold and began to waltz gracefully to the music that was playing.

Incidentally, it was a very basic waltz tune, and although some couples were trying vainly to waltz, only Nara and I succeeded. We spun around the floor like professionals, never once stepping on each other’s feet or tripping despite Nara's three-inch heels, and I never looked away from Nara's face. She was smiling slightly, as she always did when we danced together, and as the other couples gradually drifted from the floor – feeling rather inadequate compared to Nara and I, I imagined – we made our steps faster and more complex. We were soon going triple the speed of the music, whirling around the floor without mishap, until we again went back to the original basic step to gracefully dip at the end of the music.

When the last note faded and all was eerily silent, I released Nara and took a step back, bowing to her in a gentlemanly manner as she gave a little curtsey. I brushed the back of her hand with my lips, and then wound our fingers together as we returned to our seats. My face was calm – rather expressionless, in fact – and Nara had a tiny smile on her face as the next song started up – a popular dance beat – and people began to return to the floor. I didn’t miss the odd looks and unpleasant expressions many people were throwing our way, and sighed as I settled by Nara's side to watch the others again. This could not bode well for us…not at all.

Angela found us about five minutes after Nara and I finished waltzing, and smiled at us shyly.

“Hey, Nara. Allie,” she said softly, sitting beside us. I smiled, my arm around Nara's shoulders casually, and Nara returned her greeting.

“Hey Angela. Are you enjoying yourself?”

“Not really…I'd rather be here with someone else, not Eric. I just wanted to say I think you're really brave to do that,” she said warmly, smiling. “Not many people are courageous enough to say how they feel about someone else. I'm glad you two were brave enough to let people know,” she added. I smiled at her. She was such a nice girl. “It might get a little difficult, but I think it'll be fine when everyone gets over it.”

“Thanks, Angela,” Nara murmured. I nodded agreement.

“It probably wouldn’t have happened so soon, but I can be a bit possessive of Nara,” I admitted sheepishly. “I guess I should learn that it's not always a good thing I'm so in touch with my emotions.” Angela laughed softly.

“Perhaps. Well, I'll see you soon,” she added with a sigh. “I think Eric’s looking for me. Good luck, too,” she added as she stood. “With everything. Say hello to Bella for me, will you?”

“Will do. Thanks, Ang. For everything,” I added in clarification. Angela smiled and waved a little, and I sighed.

“Should we leave?” Nara asked. I shook my head.

“Not just yet. In fifteen minutes or so,” I murmured, and sat back watching people dance while ignoring strange looks directed at us. I was playing with Nara's hair, and she was leaning on my shoulder with one hand on my knee. I could understand why that would be a little odd to them, especially considering our waltz. Oh well…

Twenty minutes later my cell vibrated, as it was on silent, and I opened it to speak to Alice.

“Yeah?”

“You ready to leave?” she asked outright, and I glanced down at Nara, asleep on my shoulder.

“Yeah. You're outside?”

“Yep,” Alice clarified, and I told her we’d see her soon before snapping the phone shut and shaking Nara awake gently.

“Nara, sweetie, we're leaving now,” I murmured softly. She blinked bleary eyes, looking tired, and then nodded. I stood, helping her subtly, and we told the teachers supervising that our ride had arrived. We wished them a good Spring Break and left quickly, sliding into Rosalie’s BMW and closing the door just as she revved the engine – it merely purred quietly – and started to speed out of the parking lot.