"Just concentrate on the ball Bella! Come on, you can do it!"

No. What I'd like to do was to smack the racquet in my tennis instructor's face. His name was Mike. He was a fat, balding man, who was continuously hitting on me. When he wasn't doing that, he would find any excuse to touch me. While Mike was on the other side or the court, shouting encouragement my way, I looked over to the adjacent court to find an extremely sexy man teaching a little girl, no older than five, how to perfect her backhand. Why was it that my Dad was paying good money for me play at this tennis club and I ended up with Mike?

"Come on Bella! You can do it!"

And more of this encouragement and I would jump the net and hit him. But since physical violence was never the answer, I decided to serve the ball just to placate him. The ball ended up flying through the air and hitting him on his bald head. To my enjoyment, it was starting to bruise on the spot. But, I had to maintain my good breeding and manners, so I ran up to him to at least pretend that I cared.

"Are you okay?" I asked, crouching down to look at his head. Unfortunately, it gave him the opportunity to look down my top.

"Feeling a lot better now." I stood up and pulled my shirt higher to avoid giving him a repeat appearance of my chest.

"I think I'm done for the day. My arm's a little sore." I said, rubbing my shoulder, just to make my 'pain' more believable.

"Anything I can help with?" He asked with a smarmy smile.

"No. We do have a masseuse on hand. But thanks." I ran over to the bench on the side of the court to retrieve my bag, and walked into the changing room.

"Hi Bells. Mike still giving you trouble?"

I looked up from rummaging through my bag, I saw my friend Heidi getting ready for her lesson with Mike. How did Mike always end up with the young, pretty girls?

"Yeah. But I did manage to hit him the head with a ball. It gave me some satisfaction to inflict some pain on him after his terrible lessons."

She burst out laughing.

"Oh, that's too funny!"

I smiled back. "I know. Thank god daddy pretty much owns this place! Otherwise, Mike would probably try to rid me of my membership."

"So true. Anyway, I have to go to my lesson. But let's catch up? Dinner at that new restaurant that opened?"

"Sure." I shrugged. One positive about going out with Heidi was that she usually picked up the bill. Not that I'm stingy with money, but she did tend to overdo it when we went to eat.

"Great! I'll text you the rest of the details later. Love you Bells! See you."

I waved back and went back to packing my things. After I showered and changed, I walked out of the change room and right into Mr. Sexy.

"I'm sorry."

"It's fine. I'm Bella." I have no idea why I introduced myself. It's not like he didn't know who I was.

He was trying really hard not to laugh when he introduced himself to me. "I'm Edward."

"Nice to meet you." I smiled and was about to walk out, when he called out my name. I turned around.

"What was going on with you and Mike?"

"It was an accident."

"Didn't look like an accident."

"Well, I can't help it if I have a really strong serve."

"Uh-huh."

"Well it was!" I had no idea why I was defending myself to a virtual stranger.

"Okay. Listen, I have to go back out. But great to meet But great to meet you Bella. See you around."

I really needed to come to my lessons more often...

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"Like fis?" Little Maggie asked me while attempting to hit the ball.

"No. Try this." I took her arm and showed her to proper way to do it. I had no idea why I was trying to teach a five year old girl how to play tennis. Money would be better spent on teaching her how to speak properly.

"Oh. Like fis?" She tried again, and her second attempt was even worse than her first. I was sick of trying, so I encouraged her to continue doing what she was doing. Either way, I was getting paid. With nothing better to do, I looked over to the neighbouring tennis courts and saw a gorgeous brunette perfecting her serve with Mike. How was it that he always ended up with the young girls while I had to teach children? I didn't realise I was staring until I saw that the gorgeous brunette was looking back at me. I was bought back to attention by Little Maggie hitting the ball into my stomach. This make her drop her racquet and clap her hands while laughing boisterously. I decided to end the lesson then and there. I packed up all the equipment and made my way back to the staff lounge.

"Eddie my man!" Oh god! Please don't let it be...Of course it was Emmett.

"What do you need?"

"I need you to cover my shift in the kitchen. I wouldn't ask, but I finally got Rosie to agree to go out with me."

"I was just on my way home. Mom wants to have a family dinner and I promised that I would be on time for it...Stop giving me that look! Its creepy and it doesn't work!" I hated when he tried to give me his version of a puppy dog look.

"Please man? I'd do this for you."

"Fine. Go! Date!"

He squealed and ran out the door. Man was he weird.

As I made my way into the kitchen, someone ran into me. Usually having these rich snobs running into the 'help' would annoy me, when I saw that it was the gorgeous brunette, my anger subsided. And after a short conversation, I knew that I would like her. My mission would be for me to switch with Mike just so I could teach Bella and get to know her better.