Oh god, I can't believe I'm doing this! My very first story and I'm way too nervous!

There are two people I have to thank to. Two amazing authors that encouraged me to write this. And if it hadn't been for them, I wouldn't even consider writing this =) I dedicate this story to them, my best friend who actually forced me to write this story and the always-amazing wootar16 who corrected my mistakes and made this chapter much better than it actually was =) I love both of you sooo much!

ANd of course I don't own anything! =(

2 am she read on her phone. She buried her face in her pillow with a sigh. She wanted to sleep. She really wanted to sleep. The past 3 hours had been spent tossing and turning. After another unsuccessful 20 minutes she realized sleep was not going to come tonight, she got dressed and ran out the door to the only place that relaxed her.

"Shit!" He said aloud. As soon as he had placed his head on his pillow he had remembered he was supposed to do something. His mother had called to remind him at least 15 times but as usual, he'd forgotten. He through on a t-shirt and quickly left his apartment only to return a minute later to get the cell phone that remained on his bedside table. "This is going to be a long night" he sighed walking, for the second time, out his front door.

She slowly walked into the studio which felt more like home than her empty apartment. The bright white lights flickered on as she took off her coat and turned on some music. Dancing was the only thing she had left from her past. There was always a brief moment each time she danced, where she closed her eyes and went back to her childhood. She felt as though she was back home in Russia in her childhood home dancing to the music her mother played on the piano. She felt her parents presence with her and more than anything she felt safe. But reality always hit her when she opened her eyes again and the reality of what had transpired over the past years hit her like a wall. So, here she was. In an empty studio at 2 o'clock in the morning trying to reach her parents. As the music played it took over her entire body, and later she would close her eyes and dream of her past.

Sean walked through the halls of the Art Academy. There was a large fundraiser that his mother was hosting that was coming up on Friday. She always wanted every thing to be perfect so she had asked him to go to the Arts Academy and make sure the flowers were there and that everything she had planned was in order. Sean could've simply told her that everything was perfect without even bothering to drive there, especially given that it was the middle of the night. But he'd hate to disappoint his mother. They were so close and she trusted him more than anyone, he wasn't going to damage their trust over a stupid fundraiser.

He went to the ball room, checked on everything and headed to the main door. As he was leaving he was surprised to see light coming from under one of the studio doors. Curiosity got the better of him as he went to see who was was when he first saw her. In the middle of the room was a young, very beautiful women dancing. She was dancing an extremely difficult ballet and yet she was preforming it with an almost unimaginable amount of grace.

He stared at her as she swayed with the music. He was fascinated, he'd seen many ballet performances, but none like this. It was almost as if he could feel everything she felt. A huge wave of emotions hit him as he stood watching her. It was obvious by her moves that she was in pain, not physical but pure raw emotional pain. He watched her close her eyes. She looked so lost and fragile.

Sean saw the tears run down her cheeks. He just wanted to go in there, hold her and make everything alright for her. It confused him to think how easily this woman took control of his feelings. It was like he'd known her all his life. She looked so perfect, so angelic. All of a sudden she collapsed to the floor and buried her face in her hands. She was trembling. He didn't even stop to think as he rushed into the studio to comfort her.

The sound of the door opening startled her. Her head shot up to the source of the noise. Her eyes landed on a tall dark brown haired man who was standing in the doorway. She looked up at him, her red, puffy eyes full shock. He stared back at her, her eyes paralyzed him. Those big, sea blues eyes were the most beautiful he'd ever seen. Looking in her eyes hurt him, because he could see the pain that was hidden behind them.

He ran over to where she had fallen and gently placed an arm around her shoulder. When he felt her tense beneath his touch he quickly pulled his arm away from her. "I..I'm sorry.. I shouldn't have." He managed to stutter out, standing up from his place on the floor.

"No, no! I'm sorry." She said as she got up and began to gather her things. " I know I'm not allowed to come here this late." she continued avoiding eye contact with him.

Sean then understood who she thought he was. "I don't work here."

"Excuse me?" She asked confused.

"I was just around and when I saw the light... I ..watched you dance. When you fell I thought you had maybe hurt yourself and I wanted to make sure you were okay." his voice was unsteady and his palms had started sweating. 'Unbelievable Sean!' He thought to himself 'Act like a teenager! Good job!' There was a very awkward silence that fell over them which seemed to last forever.

"I'd better go" she said awkwardly as she ran out the door.

Sean gave himself a mental slap in the face as he too walked out of the building. He should have stopped her, asked her name. Something. As soon as he lay down in his bed he knew he wouldn't find sleep. Whenever he closed his eyes, her beautiful ones were there, staring at him. She had enchanted him. He had to see her again. Someday, somehow.

The next evening at his mother's fundraiser he did see her again. It was brief, she pretended that she didn't see him and walked away. But he knew she had seen him, just as he had seen her. Seeing her again gave him hope that one day he would see her again, maybe even long enough for them to have a proper conversation. After the event he asked the people who worked there if they knew who this mysterious women was. He finally got an answer and discovered she was a teacher for the junior ballet classes. A grin appeared on his face when an idea to see her again popped into his head.

She was so embarrassed! The way she was dancing no one had ever seen her like that, she hadn't let them. But the one time someone did it was an extremely good looking man who just walked in like that. Like it was any of his business! She didn't understand how someone could do that. She was obviously doing something very private! How could they just walk in?

But she understood his actions the next day when she saw him again at the big event, arm in arm with Senator Madeline Pierce. Of course, she should have remembered his face from the newspapers. He was the cocky son of the rich senator. She pretended not to see him and walked past him to her class hoping he hadn't seen her too.

That dance was a way to reconnect to her parents. Her father had taught her all the skills to be strong and survive on her own but her mother insisted that she wanted her precious Alexandra to grow up to be an elegant and graceful woman. So she started to take ballet lessons, at first she hated doing them. Her father thought it was simply a waste of time, being a daddy's girl she didn't like whatever he didn't like. Despite her best efforts to dislike it after a few lessons she fell in love.

She found ballet to be the most relaxing thing she's ever done. It soon became the only thing she wanted to do, music always found a way to take control of her body. She realized that she didn't even think about anything while she danced. Even though her father continued to look at dancing as a waste of time, he never missed a recital. Not one. He was always the first one to stand up applauding. Even once she could've sworn there were tears in his eyes. He was proud of her. That was why she decided to teach ballet after all these years, she wanted to make her parents proud again.

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