AN: Hi guys. The other day I was reading on struggles people have in sport and how hard it is to become a star in sport. And so I decided to write story about it. I've always loved Twilight and have read a lot of fan fiction so thought that it could be fun to incorporate the characters from it into my story. It's all human and eventual Edward/Bella pairings although Jacob, Tanya, the rest of the Cullen family, their friends from school and of course some of my own characters will be in the story too.
This chapter is quite shot because it's more like a prologue. I plan to write longer ones and update once a week. I will do 5 chapters regardless of the reception, however, obviously if it's bad I won't publish anymore.
Anyway, enjoy the story and please do review - I'd love to hear your opinion!
ps. Don't kill me if it's bad - it's my first fanfic
M
Chapter 1
September the 4th, 2009
"BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!"
"Five more minutes, just five" I mumbled hitting the snooze button on my phone's alarm quickly and sleepily rolling over.
"Breakfast is ready, it's time to get up Bella! Let's go!" my mum called for the second time this morning.
"Come on! You don't want to be late on your first day - what kind of impression would that give? Don't make me come there and get you up myself young lady because I will!" she warned and by the tone of her voice I knew I had to end my procrastination, that is if I want to avoid having her screaming at me for the rest of the morning.
And with that thought I quickly got myself out of bed and started searching for some acceptable and clean clothes to wear on my first day at this new, unknown place. On my way to the bathroom and a blissful warm shower I started thinking more and more about my first day. What will it be like? Am I going to like any of my peers or superiors? I sure do hope so because this is probably my last chance get things right and I'd recently started to hope that maybe life won't be crap for me anymore like it had been the past decade or so. Maybe in this new place I can finally make my family proud and start doing well at what I love.
"Hurry! Your eggs are getting cold! Make sure you eat all your toast and the salad! You're going to need your energy," My mum pestered as soon as I came into the kitchen.
"But muuum. I don't like eggs - you know this! Eggs are literally the only thing I don't like to eat for breakfast," I told my mum for like the thousandth time. I cannot say that my mum isn't the best mum in the world - she's moved three times because of me and is now working as someone much lower down in her sector than she should be. She did it all for me and now I owe it to her to at least fullfil her wishes and be who she'd always wanted and pushed me to be. However, despite her dedication to me she is also really smothering sometimes and puts what I need before what I want.
"Eat your breakfast now. There is a reason I made eggs - you will need protein for such a long day and you know that people such as yourself need big breakfasts! We have researched this enough times Bella and I'm not discussing this with you anymore."
"Fine! Fine, I give up. I'll eat the stupid eggs. You can go, it's fine I can get ready on my own. I've also got my keys to the apartment so I will be able to get in." I assured her and practically pushed her out.
"Have fun sweetheart and try hard! I love you" She said with a kiss on my cheek and left.
FINALLY! I can at least have some peace now while I eat this oh so undelightful breakfast - my step dad is already at work and my aunt who's going to be moving in with us doesn't arrive for another month. That's one more month until she with all her weight starts tumbling around the house like a bear looking for food. The funny thing is - most of the time she is 'tumbling' she's actually looking for food like the bear. Oh and her attempts at trying to be cool and 'be my friend' are just pathetic. Doesn't she realise that I see right through her? Pff, adults.
And so in the nice peace and quite of our empty apartment in central Seattle I finish half of my breakfast, dump the other half in the bin and start getting ready to leave the house - my mum is right about being late after all. It takes me a further ten minutes to finish it and in the end I go through my usual routine at the end to make sure everything's there: bag - check, shoes - check, hair in a ponytail - check and most importantly ipod - check!
I do not want to leave home without my music, not when I've got an hour long journey to get to the far south side of Seattle and travelling bores me to death (I guess I've just done too much of it already!).
Finally, an hour later I am still rocking my head to with my earphones blasting some soft pop at me and as I'm approaching the front door of the main building can clearly read the banner on the big doors saying 'Seattle Tennis Academy'.
So, if it's not clear yet I'm a tennis player. I am fourteen years old and for the last decade I have trained this gruelling sport and preparing to be the best one day. My family moved to Washington all the way from Utah because I happened to get spotted and offered a sponsorship at this academy whilst I was visiting my aunt and playing with a friend. So now for me my life is here. I do not go to school anymore because I am starting full time tennis training and will therefore have to be homeschooled. Hopefully I will one day be at the top of the ranking board and winning big tournaments and big bucks. However, for now I am just plain and average Bella Swan with big dreams and this is my journey to the top.
