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Flagrant Foul

"If you are afraid of failure you don't deserve to be successful!"
-Charles Barkley

Chap 3

Friday morning I awoke after just a few hours of sleep with butterflies in my stomach, no it was much more like angry dinosaurs stomping around and possibly attempting somersaults. I could actually feel my stomach rolling around, my heart felt like it might beat out of my chest and there was a possibility I would puke at any moment. Only after I closed my eyes and took some deep cleansing breaths did I even attempt getting out of bed.

I tripped over my sheets and landed face down on my not-so-soft carpet. Yep it was official this was going to be a bad day. Not enough sleep plus the queasy nervousness I felt automatically put me in a bad mood. I hope the world was ready for Bitchella cause she was coming out in full force today.

I took an extra long shower and even shaved my legs. I could be an official cheerleader in just a few hours, and not that I know much about the cheer world, but I am assuming they aren't sporting chewbocca legs. I managed to somehow run the razor the wrong way on the back of my knee slicing it and cursing the damn razor while trying to stop the obnoxious blood flow.

After my shower and picking out my official 'I might be a cheerleader' outfit, which consisted of, my favorite pair of jeans and a Spartain t-shirt I gathered my books and headed downstairs for breakfast.

My mom was sitting at the kitchen island sipping some coffee and reading the newspaper. I didn't even pretend to be shocked that she hadn't bothered to fix me any breakfast. The shock would have come if she had gotten her lazy ass up and actually cooked something. She refused to go near the stove I wondered if she actually knew how to operate it. She was all about women's rights, and felt it was degrading if she actually cooked. "A women's place is not in the kitchen" I had heard it a million times. The only problem with her theory was that a woman would fucking starve if she didn't go in the kitchen every once in a while.

I decided on some toast with butter I didn't think my stomach could handle anything else. After a couple of nibbles, I noticed my mother was starring at me with a confused look. Normally I would just ignore it, but since I'm in a bitchy mood I decided to go with it.

"What?" I asked with my typical teenage attitude.

"Are you feeling alright Bells? You look kind of pale and clammy."

Okay so I was a bit jittery and sweaty, but I didn't need her stating this, obviously I already knew it.

"I'm fine, just ..." Yeah I wasn't in the mood for mother daughter bonding at the moment. "It's nothing."

"Are you sure hun? Not only do you look sick but you are stomping around, slamming cabinet doors, and scowling at every appliance in the kitchen."

"Really mom? I will give you a hundred bucks if you can tell me the name of every appliance in this kitchen."

"Bella, I didn't mean. I was just saying."

"No. See the thing is mom you don't get to talk about the appliances if you don't know the names of them. See this," I said picking up a juicer. "What is this? You don't know do you? You have no right to talk about this juicer if you don't know what it is. It's just not fair to the juicer."

She looked at me like I had finally lost it before she spoke again.

"Bella, sweetie are you on drugs?" She paused for a moment, and I thought carefully about how to respond to this.

"You know you can tell me anything. I wouldn't even bring it up if I thought you were just smoking some weed, but you are wound way to tight to be high off of that."

I couldn't help but roll my eyes. "Leave it to my wanna-be-hippy mother to condone illegible marijuana use."

She looked appalled."There is nothing wrong with marijuana, it is a natural herb that is also used for medical reasons. It is even legal in several states. It might just do you some good to take a couple of tokes, Lord knows you could stand to relax a little and anything that would help with your high strung attitude I am all for."

"Not legal in this state mom, I don't have time for this debate now. I have to go before I'm late." I gathered my stuff and headed toward the door before she had the chance to stop me.

Once I arrived at school, I just sat in my car and waited. I am not sure what exactly I was waiting for but I would know it when it happened. I was a ball of nerves, and I knew there was no way I could face the day like this. I closed my eyes and tried to do the deep breathing again. I needed to relax, I needed to clear my head, I needed to calm the hell down. I really needed that toke my mother was talking about to take the edge off.

This is ridiculous. I cannot believe I am this anxious about whether I did or did not make the stupid cheerleading squad. I mean really, I am not that girl.

The best-case scenario I make the squad, I get to interact with Edward on a regular basis, travel with the team to all the games and work my way into the basketball teams inner circle. Down side to making the team I have to wear a mini skirt and dance around in front of the entire school chanting 'Go Spartans'.

Worst case scenario I don't make the team, no Edward interaction, no team traveling, and no inner circle. If that were to happen, I am sure I could come up with other ways to get close to the basketball team. Perhaps I could be the team mascot. I mean sure I would get sweaty and disgusting running around the gym in a Greek Warrior costume, yeah that's not going to happen. I could write the sports section for the school newspaper. I would have to off Ben first, that boy lives and breathes the Spartan Times, but it could be done. Of course, I would have to cover all the other crappy sports; soccer, baseball, freaking volleyball, yeah that's not going to happen either.

So basically I have to make the cheer squad or I am screwed. I took a few more deep calming breaths I even tried a little woosa but it didn't seem to help. Fucking Martin Lawrence had no clue what he was talking about.

There was a loud knock on my window causing me to jump and bang my knee against the steering wheel. I looked over to see Alice giving me the same confused look my mother had given me this morning.

I motioned my hand for her to back the fuck up. I mean really how does she expect me to get out of the damn car if she is all plastered on the window like one of those Garfield suction things.

Once she got the hint and backed away I opened my door and climbed out throwing my book bag over my shoulder.

"Who pissed in your cornflakes?" Alice asked immediately noticing my foul mood.

"I am just in a pissy mood. I am allowed to have bad days aren't I? You people act like I am supposed to have a ray of sunshine shoved up my ass twenty four seven!"

"Whoa there tiger, slow down. First of all, yes you are allowed to have bad days, but the day has just started so there is no reason it could already be that bad, and secondly who is 'you people'?"

I couldn't help but roll my eyes at Alice. "I am well aware it is just starting Alice. I am just prepared for it to be a shitty day. You people would consist of you and my pot head mother who think every day should be filled with cute puppies and happy attitudes." I stopped and threw my hands in the air to give my speech a more dramatic effect, "News flash people, this is the real world; puppies die and daily happy endings are for the Brady Bunch."

Alice, not one for putting up with my bullshit scowled at me. "Bella get over yourself, save the dramatics for that pot head mother of yours which, by the way, I can't believe you classified in the same 'people group' as me."

Alice put her hands on her hips and let out a loud huff. Now who was being dramatic. "Come on, let's get this over with. I can't deal with you like this all day."

I was suddenly being dragged by my arm towards the gym. I tried to break away from her, but as scrawny as Alice was she has a grip like a steel tight trap.

"You know that's gonna leave a bruise." I grumbled but she either didn't hear me or didn't care.

We made it into the school and in front of the gym doors before she released my arm. It was a freaking mad house, you would think the fire alarm had gone off ,by the way, everyone was acting. There were tons of girls scattered everywhere pushing and shoving to get a look at the list. Some were screaming, some were crying and I even saw one girl grabbing the other girls hair to pull them out of the way.

I felt like my feet were cemented to the ground. I tried to make them move but they just wouldn't.

"You go," I said turning to look at Alice. "I can't do it. You go look and let me know." I felt like I was sending her into battle alone but I just couldn't bring myself to go any further.

Alice tried pulling me towards the madness but once she could see I wasn't budging she gave up. "Fine, just stay here. I'll be right back. I mean it don't move!"

"I promise I won't go anywhere." I shouted to be heard over the noise while giving her a little shove towards the crowd surrounding the list.

It didn't take long for her to get lost in the crowd. I had no idea why there were so many people here; there were no where near these many girls that tried out. Apparently cheer whores had to bring an entourage with them just to find out if they made the squad. The only theory I could come up with was if they didn't make it they could beat up the ones who did so they could have another chance.

After a few minutes and still no sign from Alice, I started to worry. I contemplated going in after her, then thought better of it. There was no need for both of us to possibly end up wounded, and she had already sacrificed her body, so I decided to stay put. I rationalized my decision by mentally promising if she got to badly hurt I would do her homework for a week.

I saw Angela walk in through the door, and I tried to wave her over though I had no idea if she could actually see me or not.

When she finally spotted me, she hurried to my side. "This," She said looking around at the chaos, "Is insane."

"Tell me about it." I mumbled knowing she wouldn't hear anything I said unless I yelled at the top of my lungs.

"Where is Alice?" She asked leaning in to yell in my ear.

I didn't have time to answer before there was a very distinct high pitch squeal that could only be described as Alice.

Angela and I both turned our heads towards the noise. I hoped the trophy case's glass wouldn't shatter with the decibel that squeal had reached.

I could see Alice's head bopping up and down in the middle of the crowd, she was obviously jumping up and down probably doing her happy dance. I hope that happy dance was for all of us and not just her.

It was a few more agonizing minutes before Alice could get through the crowd to give us the news. She was still bouncing up and down, and getting on my absolute last nerve.

"Alice, will you be still and please tell us if we made it?" Angela demanded obviously as anxious as I was.

"Yes. Yes! We all made it!" Alice yelled pulling us in for a group hug. "But the best part, Oh my God you will never believe it, I was picked for the co-captain."

"What! Oh Alice you are so perfect for that position, congratulations!" Angela told her and joined her in her bouncing and squealing.

"They couldn't have picked a better person for the job." I told her while leading both girls out of the door before we got jumped.

"Oh man I can't believe it. Never in a million years would I have thought, I Alice Brandon would get chosen for cheer co-captain."

The thought had never crossed my mind but I could see how Alice's spunk and personality would be perfect for leading the squad.

"That really is great Alice, but who got picked for captain?" Angela asked once we had made it far enough away to have a conversation at a normal voice level.

"Rosalie Hale of course," Alice answered with an eye roll. "This is going to be so much fun. I can't wait to go home and start working on some new cheers and dance routines. This is going to be the best cheer leading squad the school has ever seen."

While I had no doubt Alice would take her title seriously and do a great job, I have a feeling the rest of the cheerleaders have no idea what they are in for.

"First though." Alice continued thinking out loud. "I need to do some research on basketball. How do you girls feel about another movie weekend?"

"The only way I will agree to that is if I can pick the movies." I decided this was the best way for me to put a stop to anymore cheesy movie marathons.

"Fine, fine whatever. Just make sure you get a bunch of basketball movies, so we can learn the fundamentals, does Saturday night work for you two?" Alice asked looking between Angela and I while pulling out her cell to save the date.

We both agreed to movie night at Alice's house. I was in charge of getting the movies and Angela would bring the snacks.

Luckily the bell rang, and that was the end of all cheer talk for a while. The day seemed to go on and on and though I would never actually admit it, but I was so ecstatic that I made the team. I could already picture myself running onto the court straight into Edwards arms when he made the winning shot at the championship game. It was so One Tree Hill but hey a girl can dream.

Just before lunch the athletic director came over the intercom and announced the girls that had made the squad and congratulated us. A few people gave me funny looks. It was obvious they were all shocked that I had indeed tried out... and made the squad. I didn't let it bother me, though, I was on cloud nine. Nothing could ruin my good mood at this point.

The lunch Bell rang, so I gathered my books and headed toward my locker with a little more swagger in my step.

I had just about made it to my locker when I felt a hand grab my arm. I almost got whiplash I turned around so fast to see who it was.

I was momentarily shocked speechless when I saw that it was none other than Edward Cullen. And he was touching me. Again. And it felt good.

"Hey Bella, I just wanted to congratulate you on making the squad." The words just dripped from his mouth like melted chocolate. Mmmmm Edward and chocolate.

"Bella, are you okay?" He asked breaking me out of my very hot chocolaty daydream.

"Oh yeah, sorry I just kind of spaced. But, um yeah thank you." I sounded about as stupid as a cheerleader maybe I did fit the criteria.

"I was pretty surprised to see you try out, I never pictured you as the cheerleader type. But you were pretty good, you know when you weren't tripping over those dust bunnies."

I laughed at his stupid joke cause I would do just about anything to keep him talking to me. "I'm not really the type, I mean I guess I wasn't but now I am." I was making no sense and gauging from the smirk on his face he was also aware that I sounded pretty stupid.

"What I mean is my friend Alice this is her thing, and she talked me into doing it with her." Just as I was trying to think of something super sexy and flirty to tell him, someone bumped into me knocking me straight into Edward. He wrapped his arms around my waist to try and steady me only he wasn't stable himself. He staggered back a few feet hitting the lockers taking me with him.

Before, I had time to process everything I was pressed tightly against Edward pinning him to the locker. My brain told me to move but my body protested. He felt so good being that close. Before, I could think of a reason to stay in that position for all of eternity, he squeezed my wast slightly and in a very strained voice he said. "Well I should get going, the guys are waiting for me."

"Oh right, yes of course." I mumbled while forcing my body away from his.

He righted himself stepping away from the locker and cleared his throat. "I really am glad you made the squad, I look forward to seeing you more."

"Me to..I mean I'm glad too..I mean..thank you." I stuttered out totally embarrassed by my lack of verbal skills.

He smiled and told me he would see me around before he walked away.

I totally had a Hairspray moment. You know when Tracy is running through the halls singing.

I can hear the bells, well don't you hear 'em chime? Can't you feel my heart-beat keeping perfect time? And all because he...
Touched me,
He looked at me and stared yes he...
Bumped me,
My heart was unprepared when he...
Tapped me,
And knocked me off my feet, one little touch now my life's complete 'cause when he...
Nudged me,
Love put me in a fix yes it...
Hit me,
Just like a tonne of bricks, yes my heart burst now I know what life's about, one little touch and love's knocked me out

Okay maybe I didn't run through the halls but I was definitely floating. When I made it to the table to meet Angela and Alice I couldn't wipe the smile from my face.

"What's with you?" Ang asked checking me out from head to toe.

This time I did break out in song. Granted it was a little off key but it totally fit. "Round 1,
He'll ask me on a date, and then...Round 2, I'll primp but won't be late, because Round 3's
When we kiss inside his car! Won't go all the way but I'll go pretty fa-ar."

I wasn't able to go any further because Angela and Alice burst out laughing at me.

"Whatev hooker, you would so give it up in his car on the first date." Alice teased.

"I am definitely not denying that." I responded because she was pretty spot on.

I walked around the rest of the day in a haze. By the time, I had made it to the movie store later that night I already had our children's names picked out.

I looked through the movie selection and really had no idea what exactly Alice was looking for so I just grabbed a bunch of movies that I assumed involved basketball.

Needless to say, Saturday night when I arrived at Alice's she was not so pleased with my selection.

"Bella," Alice was using her nasal voice to drawl out my name. "Really 'Air Bud', 'White men can't jump', 'Basketball Dairies', 'Eight Crazy Nights'?"

"What?" I asked trying to sound defensive. "It's Adam Sandler, It has to be good."

I could hear Angela snickering from the couch.

She rolled her eyes at my excuse. "Well 'Coach Carter' and 'Like Mike' should be good ones to watch and 'O' looks pretty interesting. Whatever let's just get this started. I have picked out some different uniform designs I want to get your opinions on anyway."

I let out a loud, obnoxious groan. This was going to be another very long night.

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