Tennis
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Bella P.O.V
"Double fault!" I called, after she missed yet another serve. "A bit off form today are you, Alice?" I couldn't help adding cheekily. She ignored my jibe. Alice was the better tennis player out of the two of us, as she had the gift of balance - a gift I sadly lacked - and me winning three games in a row was nearly unheard of. A few points later, the game ended. I was sort of relieved, because was looking forward to a nice, long shower and curling up in bed with my worn copy of Pride and Prejudice.
Checking her watch, Alice said "Rose should be here any minute," Exactly on time, Rose's pride and joy, her shiny red BMW arrived with her inside it. As Alice and I climbed into the car, Rosalie was talking on her hands free mobile. She mouthed client to us while pointing at her mobile, and began reversing out of the park, while continuing her conversation. "Yes, Mrs. Newton, the house is still available. It's prime real estate and at a very reasonable price," As she listened to Mrs. Newton drone on, Rose rolled her eyes at us several times. Rose was usually a patient person when it came to business, but she had a limit. "Yes, I can assure you pit bulls won't sneak into your garden and eat your prize roses." At this, Alice and I had to stifle our giggles. What was this woman thinking?
"The mailbox is grey. Yes, if you buy the house you can repaint it any colour you want if the colour grey clashes with your neon orange flowerpots." This sent Alice and I into another paroxysm of silent giggles. Who owned neon orange flowerpots? Well, Mrs. Newton sure did. Abruptly, Rose, with feigned innocence, said, "Oh, I'm so sorry, but I have a call on the other line. Maybe we could continue this conversation on Monday?" Rose listened for a few seconds before replying, "Thank you for understanding. Enjoy your weekend. Goodbye!"
Mrs. Newton obviously had no idea that the "I have a call on the other line" was one of Rose's oldest tricks, used when she was about to explode at a clients idiocy. "Thank God it's Friday!" Rose muttered, as she threw her phone onto the backseat. "So, how was your day?" Rose asked Alice.
"Well, it certainly wasn't as entertaining as yours, I can tell you that. I didn't encounter any pit bulls, grey mailboxes or neon orange flowerpots. Though, one customer attempted to buy an absolutely hideous lime green dress. I put a stop to that immediately. It was completely wrong for her skin tone and made her look so pale and - ." Before Alice launched into a detailed description of the dress, including length, cut and several other terms I didn't understand, Rosalie inquired about my day.
"Okay, I guess. A Spanish man came in after he had cut his leg to the bone using a chainsaw," I said casually. I was used to those sort of things, unlike Rosalie and Alice who both winced. "By accident, of course."
Working as a nurse wasn't as nearly as glamorous as a real estate agent or shop assistant, but sometimes there were gruesome stories to tell. We drove on for several kilometres, chatting and making plans for the weekend, when unexpectedly, a screeching noise erupted from the car and Rose stopped the car on the side of the road.
"What the heck was that?" Rosalie exclaimed, quite concerned. Alice and I exchanged a worried look. The car was practically her baby, and if it was permanently broken, Rose would be devastated. She had saved for years to buy it and ironically insurance didn't cover the car until Monday. Rose stepped out of the car with unconscious grace, and made her way to the front of the car.
After tinkering underneath the hood for a few seconds, Rose turned to us with a grim but resigned look on her face. "I can't do anything here, because all my tools are at home. I'll just lock the car and leave it here, and maybe I can get a mechanic to come out here and fix it tomorrow." It was a sensible plan, but there was one problem.
"How are we going to get home?" Alice asked in an anxious voice. "There's no reception out here, I tried calling the shop a few minutes ago to tell them I would be late coming to work tomorrow." This revelation was met with a grim silence. "Any other ideas?" I said, trying to be optimistic, but failing miserably. "Um… I thought I would never suggest this, but maybe we should hitchhike?" Rose said quietly. "Not all the way home," she assured us, as we were at least an hour away. "I'm pretty sure there's a train station a couple of kilometres away, we could catch a train from there." Neither Alice nor I were enthusiastic about hitchhiking, but we didn't have much choice. After all, there were three of us… safety in numbers, right?
We managed to flag down the third car that we saw, a massive, hulking Jeep. As the car neared and slowed down, a window simultaneously electronically whirred down too. I could see a total of three silhouettes behind the tinted windows.
The driver greeted us with a cheerful, "How's it going, ladies?" He didn't have an air of arrogance to his presence and that surprised me. With his bright blue eyes, adorable dimples and curly brown hair I would have though he was quite the chick magnet. Alice took charge immediately. "So are you guys weirdos, freaks or murderers by any chance?" Obviously taken aback my Alice's bluntness, he stuttered "Um… uh…" From my position next to Alice, I could hear the other two passengers laughing. "She's a smart one! She noticed straight away!" I heard from the backseat. The tone was laced with mirth and teasing.
Alice, after hearing this, decided that we would be safe in the hands of the three men simply because of their sense of humour. It was a rash decision but I didn't disagree. After all, they seemed mentally sable and it was getting dark. We couldn't afford to stay by the roadside any longer. Alice quickly explained the situation to the driver, who introduced himself as Emmett, and he said they would be driving past there, so dropping us off would be no trouble.
He got out of the car to help us into the Jeep that was so tall that it had a step to the door. He practically lifted Alice into the Jeep, because she was so short she could barely reach the step, let alone the door. As Emmett gave me a helped me into the car I could hear Alice inside, comfortably introducing herself and chatting to the two other guys as if she had known them her whole life. I admired her for the fact that she could connect with people so easily. I just blushed and became tongue-tied.
As I was stepping inside the Jeep, I turned around and opened my mouth to thank Emmett. I snapped my mouth shut when I saw him and Rosalie. They were kissing! I was so surprised I nearly choked. Then, Alice stuck her head out of the window. "What's taking you three so long -" She broke off with a soft cry of surprise. She looked at me, thoroughly confused. I'm sure my expression mirrored hers exactly.
We were so confused because we knew Rose wasn't at all slutty - she was actually the complete opposite. Rose had incredibly high standards when it came to guys. There was certainly no kissing until the end of the first date, at the earliest. Rosalie hadn't always had the standards, they only really came about after the Jerk had dumped her, because - . I shook my head. Alice, Rose and I had agreed not to talk about him anymore. Secretly though, after Rose cried herself to sleep the night she was dumped, Alice and I vowed that we would get revenge one day. Since then, every relationship Rose has been in only progressed slowly, because Rose found it so hard to let men get close to her - physically and emotionally. Because of the slow pace, many men gave up after a while.
With my eyes, I signalled to Alice and she nodded her head. I quietly stepped into the car and Alice dipped her head back inside, leaving Emmett and Rosalie alone. I resolved to thank Emmett when he got inside. I buckled up my seatbelt, and looked up to join in the conversation. That's when I saw him.
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