Edward Masen Memorial Golf Course.
EMMGC for short.
This is also the lettering that is embroidered onto my mandatory powder blue polo.
My name is Isabella Swan, Bella for short. I'm a caddy.
Yeah, I know what you might be thinking. Caddy? Why would anyone want to be a…..caddy?
Well, the pay is somewhat bearable, and if your 17 and in need of a job like me, this would be the right path to take.
EMMGC is located in a small town called Forks. Forks is in the middle of nowhere Washington, and it rains almost every day. This also makes caddying a good job, because on the days where the rain is too bad to golf, I get a day off. I get lots of days off.
My dad, Charlie Swan, is the police chief of Forks. He was the person who encouraged me to get the job in the first place. I didn't take me that long to agree, actually. I was really exited about the idea. I love golf.
I moved here the summer after my sophomore year from Phoenix. I adjusted pretty fast. Angela Weber, my best friend, also plays golf, so she is also a caddy at EMMGC. We carpool.
The course is great. The clubhouse is always open, and the people that you meet there are really cool and interesting. We get people from all over the surrounding area, because it's the only public golf course for miles.
EMMGC is named after Edward Masen , who opened the course. He has a grandson who is my age, and his name is also Edward.
Edward Masen. Where do I even begin?
This kid…no, man…is Adonis himself.
He has bright, dazzling emerald green eyes that are brought out by his flaming bronze hair. He's tall, and he has a great body. At least, that's what I can tell by ogling him while he plays golf in the pouring rain; when his polo sticks to his body and gets pressed into place by the wind, revealing every line and crevice in his perfectly sculptured chest.
I've been in love with him since the week I started out as a Caddy.
It's too bad that I don't even think he knows I exist.
Well, that's a bit melodramatic. We go to the same school, and he's in my Biology class. We talk on occasion, but whenever I try to get into a good conversation with him, my nerves get the best of me and I have to get away from him before I make a complete fool of myself. I think that he thinks I'm crazy.
I know how dramatic that sounds, and trust me, I never usually let a guy get me worked up. Other than fantasies of Edward and me becoming a fairy tale couple, I don't date. Sure, I've been asked out many times, but none of the guys that have asked me hold my interest. I feel bad when I have to reject them, but it's always for the better.
Angela caught a cold today, which meant that I have to ride my loud, huge, monster of a truck to work. Its fire engine red, and it's my baby.
After stopping at home to drop off my stuff, change for work, and grab my golf equipment, I was back out the door and heading towards the course.
It was a surprisingly sunny Friday afternoon, which was good. This meant more golfers, which meant more tips, which also meant that I would have cash for the weekend.
Sure enough, the parking lot was almost filled with cars and golfers ready to play a few holes when I arrived.
I quickly parked and got my bag from the passenger seat next to me. I was running a little late because I had to stop for gas on the way.
I got inside, and put my clubs in my locker. My supervisor, Carlisle Cullen, was waiting for me by the door. I went up to him when I was ready, and we walked to the caddy lounge to get my assignment.
When I walked in, I was surprised to see that only about 5 caddies had shown up. Me, Edward, Mike, Emmett, and Jasper. Great. No other girls today.
There weren't that many girls that worked here, but it was always nice when they were here so that I didn't have to put up with Mike alone.
Mike Newton has had a creepy stalker obsession with me as soon as I moved here. Creepy stalker obsession was the term that Angela used. It caught on fast though, because no matter how many times I rejected him, he would never give up. He is truly relentless.
"Okay guys, get over here," Carlisle said from the bulletin board. The five of us gathered around the small cork board that was used to announce our schedules, and listened in for our assignments.
"Swan, today you get Greenburg. Masen, you get Black. Newton, you get Smith. Hale has Mayfield, and McCarthy has Benson. After their rounds, report back to me and I will give you another assignment depending on the time and amount of people. We're understaffed in the Caddy department today, so no slacking off! That means you, Newton."
We all started to snicker at that last comment. Carlisle wished us luck and bid us to have a good time, and I pulled my hair up into a ponytail with the hair band that I had around my wrist. I pulled my visor out of my back pocket, and headed out to the lobby.
When I was turning the corner, someone pulled on my arm, causing me to drop my hat.
"Sorry Bella, here you go," Edward said, reaching down to pick up my hat for me. My heart skipped a few beats when he said my name.
"Thanks," I said, and waited to see what he wanted.
"Look, would you mind switching golfers with me? I had Black last time he was here, and I need to talk to Marty," he said.
Marty Greenburg is the mayor of Forks. He is the person you should talk to when you need a permit to do something, or if you want to inquire about something. Edward was also quite the humanitarian, and I knew that he and Mayor Greenburg have discussed many projects in the past. This just gave me another reason to like him so much.
"Sure, just let Carlisle know," I said with a smile.
He smiled a breathtakingly gorgeous half smile at me, and thanked me. His smile was real. I could see it in his eyes.
Billy Black, the golfer that I had agreed to switch with Edward for, is a close friend of my father's. I don't see him a lot, so I was exited to be able to caddy for him.
It was that reason that I agreed on switching, and also the fact that I would jump through hoops of fire for Edward. I know it's sad. Don't judge me.
I headed out to the lobby following my fellow caddies.
"Bella!" Billy greeted me. He got up from the lounge chair that he was sitting in and gave me a hug. "Don't tell me that you're my caddy today," he said with a smirk.
"Guilty," I said, returning his smile.
"Very good. Here, I have someone that I want you to meet," he said, leading my outside to the practice green.
"Jacob," he called out. A young man, looking to be about my age came running up to us. "Jacob, this is Bella Swan. Bella, this is my son, Jacob. You two haven't seen each other since you were really young, Bells," Billy said. I smiled.
Jacob smiled, and held out his hand for me to shake. "You our caddy?" He asked. I nodded with another smile.
"It's great to see you again Jacob, and Yes. I'm your caddy." I said.
"Well, if that's the case, I should come here more often with my dad. I always appreciate a beautiful young woman when I see one," he said, trying to sound chalant. He was trying too hard, in my opinion.
"Thanks," I said, gaining a confused look on my face. "Excuse me for a second," I said, and walked over to get a bottle of water.
Billy and Jacob followed me over back to the club house. Billy insisted on paying for my drink and a little snack before we started, and Jacob continued to stare at me with a creepy little smirk on his face. It made me feel a bit uncomfortable.
I had heard about Jacob from Charlie. Apparently he went to school on the Reservation that they live on. He's always busy, and I had only met him once before like Billy had said. If I remembered correctly, we made mud pies together. If I also remember correctly, he threw said mud pies at me, ruining my favorite shirt. That was not exactly the best memory that I had of him.
Soon enough, I gathered up Billy's clubs and we were on our way. Jacob had a pull cart, so I didn't need to grab his clubs as well.
I did the usual caddy things, offering advice on which club to hit, giving said club, and always having fresh balls, tees and ball marks at the ready. I was pretty satisfied with myself.
Throughout the entire game, I kept on looking back at the group playing behind us.
Marty Greenburg and Edward.
Edward didn't look at me, though. I always had my hopes up, hoping that he would at least glance. It just never happened.
Even after the game, he just minded his own business and went to caddy for the next people in line.
On the plus side of the day, it was gorgeous out and Billy tipped well. Very, very well.
As I was driving home after work, I couldn't help but let my mind wander to Jacob Black.
He was seriously creepy. He kept on looking at me like I was something to eat. I hated it. I mean, he was nice and all, but I didn't like the vibes he was sending out.
I got home and brought my bags in. I laid my clubs next to my bed side table, and took a quick shower. It was Friday, so for today I didn't have to worry about homework.
I went downstairs when I had changed into my pajamas, and put some leftover food from the night before into the microwave so that I could have some dinner.
While the food was heating up, the phone started to ring. I picked up, and realized that it was Angela who had called. We chatted for a bit while I ate, and she broke some very happy news to me.
The boy that she has had a huge crush on for the past year and a half asked her out. His name was Ben, and they were going to go out on their first date the next night. Apparently he had brought over some homework that she missed today when she wasn't at school, and he asked her then.
"That's great, Angela!" I said into the phone. I really was happy for her. Then something dawned on me.
"Angela, don't you have to caddy tomorrow night?" I asked.
"You see Bella, here's the thing. I was kind of hoping that you could cover for me tomorrow night? It's just that I really want to go with Ben, and I will make it up to you, one way or another…" she started. I interrupted.
"Alright, I'll cover for you. Let's just hope that the weather will be as nice as it was today," I joked. "Have fun with Ben, Angela. I really am happy for you both!" I said sincerely. I told her to get some rest so that she would be healthy enough for a date tomorrow, and we hung up.
I didn't wait for Charlie to get home before I went to bed. I had some errands to do in the morning, and I wanted to get to the course early so that I could possibly play a round before filling in for Angela. In other words, it was going to be a long day.