Another pointless and random Twilight drabble from my wonderful (or corrupt) mind! Hope you like!
Bella pulled the bright orange team shirt over her head, and yanked the matching ball cap over her ponytail. How had she let Jessica talk her into this? Oh yes, now she remembered! It had all started today at school.
FLASHBACK! LOL! SO DRAMATIC!
Edward, Bella, and Alice were all sitting at the lunch table when Jessica slunk up behind them.
"Hiya, Bella! What's going on?" She plopped herself down across from Bella, ignoring Edward's raised eyebrow and dirty look, and smiled hugely at her. Bella was taken aback; she and Jessica weren't exactly what you would call "close" anymore.
"Hi Jessica… we're not up to much, just, you know, eating some lunch." Bella had an odd feeling that something bad was about to happen. If only she had known…
"WellyouseeIjustwantedtoseeifyouwoulddomeafavortonightandcoachmytee-ballteamthegamestartsateightwellthanksgootagobye!" She leaped up and ran back over to sit with Angela.
Bella just stared. "Did you guys by any chance catch that?"She took a deep breath, readying herself for the bad news.
Edward leaned towards her, "She wants you to coach her tee-ball team tonight at eight. Which, of course, you won't."
Alice piped in then. "Wait a minute! Come on Bella! It will be fun, I'll help too. I just love little kids! We can buy them all little matching uniforms and everything. Please say yes! Please, please, please?"
Bella sighed reluctantly and shrugged her shoulders. "I guess. Because if I say no, you'll just bug me till I say yes anyway."
"Glad you caught on." Then she to hopped up and went to dump her tray.
Edward shook with laughter. "You are aware that you hate baseball, and that you can't play it at all, correct? That very well could be interesting… Maybe I'll come by and watch."
She glared at him. "I know I can't play softball, but you can. So you can watch from the pitcher's mound, Assistant Coach." That shut him up pretty quick.
END FLASHBACK!
That was how this whole fiasco had begun, and Bella, being the nice person that she was, couldn't say no. Even if Alice wasn't so excited, she knew she still would have ended up doing it. She took one last look in the mirror and hurried down the stairs, only to trip and fall halfway down. But, of course, she didn't hit the ground. Her own personal safety net caught her. Edward swung her up in her arms and walked rest of the way down. She clung to him much tighter than was necessary, but he didn't seem to mind. When she leaned her head down to rest on his chest, she had to hold back a roaring laugh; all that escaped was a giggle.
"What, may I ask, are you giggling at?" But Bella had a feeling that he already knew.
"Nothing, it's just that you look so cute in your little orange uniform." He did in fact look very cute, only Edward could pull off that particular shade of orange.
"I can't believe I actually let you talk me into doing this for you."
"Well, as I recall, there wasn't much talking involved." She winked at him, and he smiled. He sat her down and they nudged noses.
"No, I don't think there was."
It didn't take them long to reach the ballpark; they arrived at 7:00. But they didn't actually make it onto the field until 7:45. The reason (or problem, however you want to look at it) being that Edward could not find a suitable parking place for the Volvo. He couldn't park close to the road, because "A semi could come and hurt her!" The space next to the concession stand was out because "I don't want little slimy children rubbing they're grimy little hands on my paint job." Finally, Bella took it upon herself to find a space.
"Look at that one, there's no dirt, no children, and no other cars." She pointed past the field, Edward followed her finger.
"Bella. That. Is. A. Basketball. Court." He gave her an incredulous look.
"Yes, and you're point is…?"
"I don't think you're allowed to just up and park on it."
"What could possibly happen?" Edward opened up his mouth to list off all of the things that could, and probably would, happen but Bella cut him off.
"Edward Anthony Masen Cullen, you get over there and park! I will personally make sure you have to explain to Jessica why I missed the game, and you WILL volunteer to help for the rest of the season if we are not on the field in two minutes!" Complete silence filled the car, Edward's eyes grew huge. "Please?" She added as an afterthought. He threw the car in reverse and backed out, only pausing for a moment to, once again, make sure there was not a speck of dirt on the court.
"Next time we're taking your truck." Edward mumbled, pulling Bella to him and heading off to what could be the worst day of his life, besides the whole Cliff-Diving thing of course.
The second they reached the field, swarms of little children dressed in orange uniforms ran up to them. Only when they reached them did they notice that something was very wrong. One kid was wearing leg warmers instead of softball socks, another had her hair curled underneath her hat, and one boy even had lip gloss on. Edward immediately tried to rub it off.
"Finally you guys get here! Glad you guys could get off each other long enough to join us!" The kids let out a loud chorus of "EWWWW, COOTIES!"
As a tiny girl with purple eye shadow waddled over, Bella asked, "What did you do to the children?"
"Isn't it obvious? I made them cute!" A smiling Alice pointed out, running up with her own uniform on, but hers was a little bit more PG-13. She had a ripped and torn jean mini skirt on, and had cut her shirt to reveal some skin, her hat was tilted to one side, and she had piles of bracelets on her arms. A pair of bright orange patent leather high heels completed her look. One older boy was staring at her, you could almost see the drool.
Edward glanced up from where he still was trying to rub off the sparkly lip gloss with the edge of his shirt. "Did you even think to ask the parents?"
"Oh, I knew there was something I forgot!" Alice admitted sheepishly.