Hey all! This is my new story titled She's the Man. I think all of you know what some of the stuff going on in here is. I've based this mainly on my own soccer experiences and Bend it Like Beckham and some She's the Man. I mainly just stole the name though. haha. Hope all you soccer fans like it! I want her to be a soccer star. Agaian a humongo-enourmous shout out to my awesome beta British-Bella! Love, your awesome!! And to my reviewers and all the hits for New Opportunities, New Beginnings!! We hit 2,000 visitors today!! GO YOU!! ok so enough of this boring stuff. GET TO THE BLOODY FANTASTIC STORY!! haha REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!! thanks to all of you

She's the Man

CHAPTER 1

BPOV

"Now Bella, are you sure you have everything?" my mother fretted as she ran over her checklist in her hand.

"Yeah mom! Geez, how many times have we gone over this thing?" I rolled my eyes. I wasn't even leaving for college until tomorrow. I was going to Berkley University.

"Well, Bella, when you've left and find out you've forgotten something when your 700 miles away, your not just going to come back and get it now are you," she started to tear up. Ever since I had decided on Berkley my mom had been exceedingly nervous, I was going farther away than I had ever been from them and it made her upset.

"Renee, honey, calm down," my dad, Charlie, came into the living room where my stack of suitcases lay open.

"Mom, I'll e-mail you and everything and call every night, I promise," I assured her.

"You better," She lightly threatened. I laughed; she was always so dramatic, always so protective.

"Ok, I'm going to soccer, I have to say goodbye to coach and everyone."

"Ok, Bella, have fun." I waved as I walked out the door.

My old red truck sat in the driveway as I climbed in and started the roaring engine. I drove down the familiar, tree-lined, road on my way to the pitch. I pulled up off the highway and turned on the road behind the school. A few cars were parked in the lot by the time I got there. I grabbed my water bottle and sports bag as I kicked my soccer ball out to the field. My team-mate Brandon caught it on his chest and kicked it into the goal.

I scanned the pitch for the three people I wanted to see the most. They were on the sideline pulling on their boots. Rosalie had her hair pulled up in a perfect ponytail, with Alice beside her, I could see her tiny frame a standout against Rosalie's tall one. My other best friend Jacob was there too. He looked up and spotted me.

"Bella!" I waved and ran over to them.

"Bella, can you believe that we leave tomorrow?" Alice said. We had all gotten acceptance to Berkley and instead of splitting up we all decided to go together.

"Please guys, don't talk about that yet, I don't think I can bear it." Jake said. He looked crestfallen and we all ran and gave him a hug. Jake was still a junior and the past year had been our last at Forks High.

"Aw, Jake, don't be that way. You know we'll come up for the holidays and stuff. And we'll keep in touch I promise," I said.

"Yeah Jake, how could we forget about a big lug like you?" Rosalie joked while Alice and I laughed.

"Well, Rosalie, I bet you won't forget me smoking you on the field!" he grabbed a ball and started running on the pitch, towards the goal. Tyler turned to him and started to set up. Rosalie shot off and Alice and I followed close behind. Rosalie ran beside him and pushed off into him and took the ball away. Alice cut him off as I ran and jumped right onto his back. All of us were laughing hysterically as he ran off with me still clinging to him. When our coach came we all started to get into it, the girls really couldn't do anything considering we were leaving but it always felt good to beat out a too cocky guy. At the end of practice we all stood as our coach talked.

"Now you all know that our four seniors are leaving us this year, Bella, Alice, Rosalie, Tyler, we're all going to miss you. It's a shame that the girls are going so far away otherwise they could still come and play but I think we will always think twice about what we think of girls. These three have shown a lot of you up, I hope you know. We laughed at the faces on all the guys faces. We had always been the only three girls on the Forks team. It was a game ruled by guys and we had to show them what we were made of. This helped us gain respect over the years from all of them. The coach gave us all gifts, which made us cry, and then all of the parents came to take pictures of us. My mom and Mrs. Brandon, and Mrs. Hale were all crying as they took their pictures of us and we had to reassure them that everything was alright.

I hugged Jake goodbye, "Bye Bells, you don't know how much I'm gonna miss you."

"Jake," I scolded, "don't. You don't want to make me cry, I hate that."

"Bella, Rosalie, Alice, can you come here for a moment?" Coach Clapp called. We all ran towards him.

"Now, you all have amazing talent. You all have a love for the game. I wanted to ask you if you have thought about soccer at Berkley." We all looked at each other. We hadn't thought much of it. There was only a guy's team from the athletic page on their website.

"Coach there is only a guy's team at Berkley."

"Yes but, if you make the team, you are allowed to play."

We looked at each other excitedly.

"Now, before you get too excited about it, I did some research. This has never been done at Berkley, I doubt the team now will be thrilled; you will have to stick together because you're not going to have respect if you do this. But you three are talented, maybe even enough to go pro. And this would be a great opportunity to for all of you."

"I would do it." I piped up. Alice and Rose agreed whole-heartedly.

"Well when you get there tomorrow, go directly to the athletic office. Ask them about it. If they give you problems call me and I will talk to them. I think this is excellent you guys. I really do, you can do great things with this."

"We know coach," we all said. We waved goodbye and went to the pizza place in town. We talked about how hard we all thought our classes were going to be.

Rosalie was going to be a mechanic, her father was rich and collected classic cars and when she was little, he would take her out and work on them with her. Alice was going to go into designing. I had always thought she had a problem because she was obsessed with shopping, as was Rose but Alice was ridiculous. She always decided to play "Bella makeover" with me. Their courses were unique, something not everyone does, but me, I was boring as always. I wanted to go into Literature. Though I was the best on my soccer team, and what coach Clapp had told us, it gave me an idea.

If there were scouts like I knew there would be, maybe I would be good enough. It was what made me unique in my otherwise boring lifestyle. I was plain, mousy brown hair, brown eyes, pale, and mid height, only 5'4". Unlike Rosalie and Alice. Rosalie was a vision, even in rainy Forks, Washington, she had a beautiful tan. She was tall and elegant and her shopping obsession was almost as bad as Alice. She had every type of clothing; she could make overalls look sexy. She was ruthless with men though. She had attitude, every guy in our school had gone after her and she shot down every one mercilessly. It was always astounding to me that she had not found someone yet. She had all the jocks, all the popular cliques running after her while I had all the nerds and disgusting guys. I had gotten one too many childish love letters in my locker. They were boring, and conceited, and flaunted their knowledge. My mother had decided this past year that I was old enough to date, and she had taken to setting me up with the worst boys in high school, much to my dads dislike. It had taken me awhile to convince her that there was no one in my high school that I had taken a liking to. Alice had dated a few times but not enough for her to "play the field" so to speak. Alice was so small; it had astounded me how good she was on the pitch. But she was a great striker, she weaved through people gracefully, she had taken some hard hits though, but then so did I. I was a huge klutz, usually that didn't affect me much on the pitch but it sometimes happened, causing me to break three of my fingers and my nose. Alice had had some bruised ribs before, and Rosalie had to wear an ankle brace for an entire season. Alice was only 4'10"; it made me feel tall until Rose came. She kept her jet black hair short and spiky. Her mom had always wanted her to grow it out but, I could never see her with long hair, this year had been the longest she had let it grow out, now it went to her ear lobes.

We sat down and said hi to the pizza owner, Ally, and sat down at our usual table. She came over to us and asked us what we wanted.

"Hey girls! What do you want, the usual?"

"Yeah Ally, are you going to the game tonight?"

"Sure am! I wouldn't miss Forks football for the world."

We had decided to go to our football teams starting game and it was going to be in a few hours, a final goodbye to high school. The pizza here was the best, a secret family recipe from Ally; she had told me that when she retired and she wasn't married yet that she would give me the recipe, since I was such a good cook. We laughed as we ate, having a really good time, and shedding all the apprehension for tomorrow morning. I was not really looking forward to the 700 mile long drive to get there but being with Rose and Alice would make it fly by.

After being at Ally's for awhile we left to go to the game. I had packed blankets and sweatshirts because it was supposed to be cool outside tonight. The lights on the field were very bright. They illuminated the players stretching on the field. As we sat in our seats Rosalie and Alice decided to discuss which players butt was nicer. It was between the quarterback and the wide receiver. The game went on until late at night and I silently regretted coming because I would only get a few hours of sleep. We all said goodbye as we drove off to our houses.

When I got into the house, Renee had Charlie pinned to the couch as she cried over an album. I rolled my eyes; it was most likely my baby pictures. My assumption was right when she sobbed out:

"Oh, Charlie, she was so cute when she was little!" My dad looked over at me and silently pleaded with me.

I decided to save him, "Mom! I consider that an insult, I think I'm cuter now." She didn't think I was joking and started to apologize.

"Oh, honey! Of course you're adorable now! I mean, I didn't mean…I'm sorry, I just…"

"Mom! Stop! I was only kidding, dad come in the kitchen with me." He hurriedly got up and followed me out.

"Thanks Bells, I didn't think I could stand another second of that." Right on cue we heard a wail from the living room and we simultaneously groaned. I cleaned up my suitcases and got them organized and then went to my room, for the last time.

I looked at my walls, my childhood memories up on the walls, my old pin-ups and stuffed animals, all started to remind me that I wouldn't live here anymore. I started to get teary eyed. It hadn't really hit me until now. How was I going to live without seeing my parents until Thanksgiving? It didn't really register yet but I lay down in bed and cried. I was leaving behind friends and familiar places, so many things would be different, but I had to do this, I was excited for this. As my head hit the pillow my mind ran through all the possibilities of college, my new home.

Ok! hope you liked it, I know its a bit shorter than what I normally do but I really have to word it carefully because I don't have all of the story in my head yet! Rachel and Megan! If your reading this I love you! So to my favourite people in the world, Annilaia, Ashel-13, Bronzehairedgirl620, And vjgm!! Thank you for my start up story!!

Also a lot of people PMd me asking what the other book I am currently writing is about. Well, I watched a movie which is one of my favorites and it just really clicked. All I'm going to tell you right now is that it will most likely be in EPOV!! With a little Bella POV too. Hope to get it up soon!!

Cheers! -Ella