Mud, Sweat and cheers
Disclaimer: I don't own twilight, I just like to use Bella and Edward at my disposal. :)
EPOV.
Lacrosse. The love of my life. I've played ever since I was a little kid, and my success on the field has put me in a great situation: Varsity Captain and super stud for the ladies. Let's just
say, I know how to handle my balls and I can do it from 12 different positions. As the Captain and returning d-pole, the lacrosse team at forks has gotten significantly better since I
arrived. We dominate our conference every year, probably because we practice no matter what, rain or shine, Although here in Forks, it's usually the latter weather that occurs. The Lax
team works hard, except for when those damn girls around, trying to copy us. That's right; Forks also has a women's lacrosse team. We constantly fight with them for field space, cage
use, and whose balls are whose. It's completely obnoxious, you'd think they get the hint that we are more important, and there game is definitely lame compared to ours. Just because
they run around in short skirts and sports bras doesn't give them the right to act like complete bitches. Granted, most of them are super hot, so occasionally even I get distracted when
they practice. Especially when their captain leads the run around the field…but that's the besides the point. My boys deserve the field, and we won't let some sadistic skanks take over
our turf. It's bad enough that we have to share a field in the first place. Couldn't they just practice somewhere else? probably not, considered there really was no where else to
practice when our school was surrounded by forrest. Whatever, those girls need to realize that we are superior to them, and they can just practice early in the morning. It's
hopeless trying to convince them though that we are more important, so we always race to see who gets the field. With practice after school, we'll see who wins the draw today, Bros or
the hos.
BPOV.
As the last bell rings, I look outside for the conditions practice will be today. Raining, as usual. As captain of the women's lacrosse team at Forks high school, it's my job to decide if and
when we practice, but it doesn't really matter. We practice no matter what. I gather my things and while heading to the locker room I run into the biggest Jackass at Forks: Edward
Cullen.
"Hey, swan! The field is ours today." He spat at me.
"Kiss my ass, Cullen. We get just as much field as you do." I said right back to him.
"Why don't we just settle this on the field? One on one, whoever scores first gets the field today."He looked as though he already knew who would get the field today.
"Fine. Be out on the field in 10 minutes. Hope you like going hard." I smirked, hoping he would feel intimidated by my 5 foot 4 stature.
"Hah! I go hard for 60 minutes every practice, babe." He scowled, too cocky for his own good.
"I bet you will only last 3 minutes with that attitude." I jeered at the tall, bronze haired boy.
"And I bet the field for a week that I'll smoke you." He stated, smiling a cocky crooked grin. He was gorgeous, like most of the lacrosse team, but he was much too arrogant around me to
make me notice anything special about him. I looked at his emerald green eyes, full of want for competition.
They narrowed when I said, "We'll see about that." I laughed and turned my back to him, heading into the locker room. This was going to be very interesting….
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