Okay, so let me know what ya'll think. This is just going to be a quick short story and I won't continue it until I get reviews reviews reviews! It was just one of those things like WHAM! that hit me one day and I had to put it down. :) So, read, review, and enjoy. Thanks. Love all the readers that may pass through here!

DISCLAIMER! As I do oh-so wish that I was the owner and queen of the handsome sparkly vampire and witty heroine, I own nothing. :( Stephenie Meyer is the one and ONLY owner of everything Twilight, which I'm extremely jealous of. Haha! But, I hope I do not destroy as she would call it "her baby" as I would be shamed forever! This is just a Twilight inspired story with a little twist at the end.

Chapter 1

Football Game

"Go Spartans!" I cheered as I stood on top of the pyramid. The crowd whooped and applauded as our football team ran out onto the field. I grinned as widely as I could, my cheeks starting to hurt. At last, I got the cue to dismount and I did so as well as I could.

Jessica came up and gave me a little hug. "Good job Bella!"

"Thanks," I replied, breathless. The excitement of the crowd was contagious and I couldn't help but be almost as excited with them for our first football game. The squad all turned our attention to the game yet I couldn't help but glance around for Angela, my second closest friend. Scrutinizing the people's faces for what seemed like an eternity I finally found her. She sat very snugly to Ben, fiddling around with her camera and explaining something.

"Uh, Bella!"

I swung my head around to find Jess standing in front of me. My face grew warm as I realized that she had been trying to get my attention for a while now. "Sorry."

She shook it off. "Wanna come to the concession with me?"

I quickly agreed and we both took off to ruin our diets that Lauren had us strictly on.

"Bella, you have like, the perfect life! You are so lucky!" Jessica gushed. "You're dating Mike Newton for God's sakes and he is absolutely crazy about you!" I could hear the jealousy that was hinted in her voice. "I just know you two are going to get married after high school."

Internally I cringed. I couldn't think of me living with Mike for the rest of my life. Yes, he was a great guy and yes, I really did like him. But it wasn't enough. I couldn't say any of this though. It'd be around school and around town even before I got home. Instead I said, "Yeah. Perfect."

The rest of the game went by quickly. More cheers and pumping up the audience. Our football team lost, which wasn't too surprising. Mike came up to me after the game and gave me a quick kiss before he headed to the locker room

"Wish me luck," he called as he reluctantly joined the rest of the team to get one of the longest speeches of their lives. I waved then headed to bench to grab my bag. Angela was already there, waiting for me.

"Hey!" I needed a friendly face at the moment. "You need a ride to the party?"

She shook her head and slightly blushed. "I'm um, getting a ride from Ben."

My face fell. "Oh, okay. That's cool." I was suddenly uncomfortable and began to tug on the short skirt that we were forced to wear, despite the awful weather.

"Bella," I heard an oh-so familiar voice behind me. I grimaced. "We have practice tomorrow around four, okay? And don't be late."

I nodded. "Yeah, see you then Lauren." It was a waste of breath, she was already gone.

Angela's face was twisted. "You're going to have practice on the Friday that we get off?"

Rolling my eyes, I grabbed my bag and walked away. "See you later!" I jumped into my big red truck that I had just recently acquired from Billy Black. It was my dream car even though it couldn't go over fifty. My cell phone buzzed then and I dug around for it in my messy bag. After finding it in the corner under everything, I flipped it open to find a text message from Mike. He wanted to know if he had to pick me up later. I replied with a yes and left the school parking lot so I could get home to change.

The door was unlocked when I finally made it home, which was a little strange. I ignored it and walked in to hear the television was still on. Jake was sleeping on the couch and my dad was sleeping in his favorite recliner. I reached for the remote and shut the T.V. off so I could wake my dad up.

Shaking his shoulder I said, "Dad, get up. Go to bed. Your back will be hurting tomorrow if you don't."

He grumbled something I could quite make out.

It took a while, but I finally got him to clump up the stairs. I looked over at Jacob who was still sleeping on the couch. I grabbed a blanket from the closet and gently laid it over my best friend. He must've been waiting for me all night. I ruffled his long black hair before I went upstairs to take a shower.

The water was taking forever to heat up so I just hopped in so I could get ready. I shivered as the cool water sprayed my back. It eventually got warm and I could start to relax. When I got out, a text message was waiting for me. I had to be ready in a half hour and Mike would be parked two blocks down, that was sent to me six minutes before. I blow dried my hair and padded into my warm room.

I picked out a pair of jeans and a plain t-shirt that my mom had bought me in New York when she was there taking pictures for a wedding. My cell phone buzzed once again and of course, it was from Mike.

hurry up. im waitin for u. :)

Like I was already guilt-ridden enough, this text just made me feel worse. As I walked down the stairs and out the front door, I realized what I had to do tonight: break up with Mike Newton.

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