Summary: Bella and her stepsister, Rosalie, have been left a baseball team by
their father, who recently died. Everything's now changed up for the
team, as Bella is now the one who manages it. How will the team deal
with it all? Will romance bloom? ExB/AH/AU/OOC.
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EPOV
"Charlie is dead."
Those were the words that started it all. Three simple words.
Separately, they were harmless, but put together, they were lethal.
"What?" I cried. I turned to Jacob Black as he nodded.
"D-E-A-D, dead," He sighed. "Kicked the bucket, took the big nap, bought the farm, pushing up daises—"
"I got it!" I shouted.
Jacob was new on the team, and he was rather annoying, as I soon found out. Lucky me had the locker next to him, and he had the strange notion that we were friends.
I couldn't believe it, though. Charlie had been at our baseball game yesterday.
Charlie Swan owned the South Bay Tasmanians. He was the South Bay Tasmanians. He had been since he had become a billionaire back in the fifties.
With him dead, who was going to own the team now?
Emmett McCarty slunk over, fell to the bench, and sat down. "It really sucks. Who knows what's going to happen to the team?"
I had known Emmett since college when we played together on the school's team. Luckily, we both got drafted for the same team when we finished school.
Jasper Whitlock walked over and threw his towel at Emmett. "I heard he left the team to the girls."
Jasper had been dating my sister, Alice, basically since I started the team, even though she had still been in college and still was.
"The girls?" Jacob asked with a dumbfounded look.
I sighed and shook my head.
"Charlie's daughters," I said quietly.
"I've never met either of them," he said. "Or seen them."
"That's because Charlie has—had—strict rules when it came to them. He didn't allow them anywhere near us," Jasper said.
Emmett smirked. "The oldest one is hot."
"And as you can see, it was for good reason," I said, smacking Emmett on the top of the head. "Be respectful."
BPOV
"Your father is dead," Mike said. "It's very unfortunate, but life goes on, and we must get control of this team."
I nodded somberly as I brushed any lint off my blouse.
"Everything will be okay," Mike said, standing behind me and fixing his blond hair in the mirror.
Mike was an arrogant bastard. I was the first to admit it. His slight build, sun-kissed skin, blond hair, and blue eyes made him think he had the right to be. He was also Charlie's agent, in a way. He was the one who set up all the interviews and such, sort of like a publicist. He also did the work of an assistant, so I suppose he was an important part of Charlie's life. Therefore, I had to be nice to him. He knew practically everything about the business.
"Ready to meet those stinky men?" he asked with a disgusted face.
I sighed.
I really wish Rose would've been here, but she was too busy taking care of her car designing business to care about the last and only thing that dad had left us.
Well, my dad.
Rosalie was only my stepsister of a brief marriage between my dad and Rosalie's mother. We had become close during those brief months and then stayed that way after the divorce, even going to college together and sharing our dorm.
"Do I have a choice?"
EPOV
"My name is Bella Swan," she said to us.
I rubbed my eyes furiously when she came in.
There was no way that this could be Charlie's daughter! She was stunning! She had deep brown eyes with deep brown hair. Her body curved in all the right places, and she had legs that never seemed to end.
"Damn," Jacob mumbled, leaning against the lockers. "No wonder she was never allowed near us."
It was official. I was in trouble.
BPOV
I didn't let anything show to these guys.
That was the way Dad liked it.
He never wanted us around the guys here.
We, Rosalie and I, were supposed to stay away from them by all means necessary, but I was never really clear on why. Probably had something to do with the fact that my mom was now married to a baseball player.
But he loved this team. Sometimes more than I thought he loved me.
"I know most of you are still in shock of the death of my father. I know I still am." I hesitated for a moment. "But life goes on and so does the world."
I stopped for a pause and looked around the room. I noticed most of the players from the tabloids. And then I saw him.
Edward Cullen.
He had copper hair and beautiful green eyes.
I knew why the tabloids had picked him. He was amazingly handsome, and at the same time, innocent looking.
I sighed and decided to get this over with.
"From now on, there will be drug testing administered every week and before all games."
The room stayed quiet.
"We will have a new confidentiality clause. For those of you who don't understand, that means statements are made through us, and only approved interviews."
A murmur went through the room.
"Also a conduct clause. No wild outings or shenanigans. One violation will involve suspension from the team. Permanently. Without their pay."
They began to get rowdy.
"Quiet!" I called. "One more clause. Finally, all teammates are required a real high school education. Determined by my tutors. Those who fail will have to be tutored until they can."
Some of the teammates began to yell and shout.
"Quiet!" Mike called from behind me.
"I should advise all of you right now. My tutors and doctors cannot be bribed in any way. I have had them thoroughly investigated. They are all paid more than you could ever give them. They also have no interest in sports or what happens to you. And we know anything that could possibly be used for blackmail."
The teammates groaned quietly, but otherwise agreed.
Let the games begin…
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