hey guys :) i know not many people are reading this but a big thanks to those of you who review. I do have some good ideas for this story but I'm finding it really hard to get down. It's taking me ages to type it up and my laptops' keyboard does not work, you have to press the A button about 4 times before it works : i will have to get that fixed (by pressing angrily on the stupid button until it clicks back into place)

i think i am doing most of this chapter in Woody's POV but it may change as i am writing this over number of days and by the time i have finished will have probably forgotten i wrote this :)

IMPORTANT/ MUST READ!!!
Alice is not the Alice from twilight, part of the Cullen's though she might be making an appearance later on in the story as a vampire. Alice/woody is actually me, as i am called Alice and i based her characteristics and personality on my own.

Woody's P.O.V. :)

"I...we should really begin to head back now" I knew he wanted to say something else, I could tell by how he began to walk away. But no, he turned to face me again with a determined look.

"Alice, I'm..." lets see, what could we insert here... horny, a virgin, ahh I know!

"Gay!" I whispered using a very fake shock-horror voice.

"what!" he all but screamed. "NO! I'm not GAY!" Mental Score 3 to me!

"okay Eddie-boy, you keep telling yourself that..." I said trying to keep in a laugh, the look on his pretty little face was priceless!

"I'm not gay" he glared at me. Hehe, this is fun

"okay, okay... so enlighten me then, you are...a pirate, vampire maybe?" I joked.

The look on his face told me it was no joking matter though, god! This guy really needs to lighten up, it's called a joke, your meant to laugh.

"Alright Mr. Still-in-the-closet, lets get back to school, I have baseball practice." I said wrapping my head phones around my Ipod.

"what? I know you have baseball but I didn't think it was here" he had a confused look. "there is no baseball here today, baseball is Tuesday's and Fridays"

He was looking at me funny, I didn't like it, it made me go all mushy inside. I don't go mushy, it's not a feeling I have, well had I guess.

"And your point is?" I said a bit humored at his dumbness, confused was a cute look for him.

"Well the gates will be closed..." he trailed off like that was enough to stop me.

"And..." I said motioning with my hand he should keep going.

"and, you wont be able to get in the locker rooms, and you haven't got the equipment!"

"well a) thats where you come in, because you are going to give me a boost, and b) thats where your wrong, I got me kit and bat with me, I guess you will just have to turn round." I smiled triumphantly at him.

He let out a small chuckle. "Well, you seem to have that sorted then."

I nodded my head in response and started walking. After about three steps I was picked up and once again found myself with I great view of his ass.

"hey, put my down Eddie" I growled at him, To this he started to laugh, shaking me in the proses.

"bite me" he answered, then continued to laugh at his own joke when it wasn't even that funny, just a great idea.

"don't say I didn't warn you." I said in an innocent tone before closing the distance between my teeth and his muscled shoulder.

His skin was hard against my teeth as I bit down hard, he acted like it didn't even affect him apart from a little moan that escaped his lips. What! That should have left teeth marks! Steroids are bad, bad, bad Edward.

He set me down on my feet again, then I suddenly noticed when I had bit down hard, well that wasn't the only hard thing...

When he cleared his throat my shoe's and the dirty ground suddenly became a lot more interesting than the larger than life bulge in his pants. Looks like someone is making an appearance. Eddie-boy here got problems...

"okay, okay i get it, your not gay, your not gay point proven," I turned, trying my best not to stair and loving the fact it was my fault in the first place, well sort of. Wow, this guy is big. "um, could you uh, please put mickey mouse back in the house?!"I joked laughing at him.

He pulled his hand through his already messy hair and groaned in frustration to answer my question.

"um, you go on... I'm just, um...going to, uhh"he manged to growl out before I heard him turn and begin to walk the other way while I laughed, going back through the thinning trees until I saw the school.

I headed to the locker rooms next to the field until I was sure no-one could see me and pulled out my kit, bat, glove and baseball. Pulling off my clothes and quickly changing into my kit I tied my hair up in a high pony before running up to the fence and trying out my footing.

My master plan was failing as Eddie-boy had not yet returned from his...business. I was just a tiny bit to short to reach the top, I could lift myself up, that I could do, but I knew if I tried to jump while I was on the railing I would probably loose my footing and fall on my ass due to my overrate clumsiness.

So instead I jumped down sitting up against the fence prepared to wait, and that I did. I waited, and waited and then waited some more. What the fuck was talking him so long! It didn't take that long to take care of business.

Bored, cold and a bit pissed off, I threw my bat, ball then glove over the fence and climbed up on the railing.

my converse squeaked as I tested my footing for a while before going for the jump. Lets just say jumping wasn't one of my better ideas as my hand missed the top of the fence by centimeters and my feet slipped on the wet railings as I tried to land on it, causing me to keep falling.

I prepared myself, ready to land flat on my ass knowing it wouldn't hurt that badly and that I would have had far, far worse, but the pain never came. Instead two strong, cold arms wrapped protectively around my waist and lowered me slowly until my feet touched the ground.

He didn't let me go as he murmured into to my ear, his cold breath on my neck because of his closeness, asking me if I was okay. His voice was velvety and smooth, like he had just drank a bowl of melted chocolate.

It should be illegal for someones voice to sound so sexy, the NHS if probably paying thousands to treat women who have had heart failure from him simply asking them the time and giving them a little smile. Yep he had one heck of a smile.

"yeah, I'm good. Thanks, you know, for saving my ass and all, and sorry"I said, moving out of his lingering arms and turning to face him with a smirk that told him i really wasn't. "so, you gonna help me up or what?" I asked grinning, trying not to think about what had taken him so long in the first place.

He smiled and lifted me by my waist onto the railings. "so, how is this going to work" he said looking up at me. His head was in line with my hips so I thought the best thing would be is he gave my feet a boost since i didn't plan on having anther little trip.

"Give my foot a boost?" I asked, lifting up one foot and putting it in his hands when he lifted them up. "Ready?" I asked, he nodded so I pushed of his hand and onto the fence.

Once I was sat safely on the top he climbed up onto the railing and pulled himself up, not stopping, just swinging his legs around the other side and dropping down. He landed with a quiet thud and turned to me with a smirk.

"show-off" I mumbled as I swung my legs over and pushed of the fence, landing with my own little thud, ignoring his invitation to help me down completely.

"you throwing or hitting?" he asked, ignoring my comment.

"okay, first don't talk to me like I'm six, second your long distance bowling and I'm batting. Try to get me out before second, if you don't we run again, if you do we switch positions, okay?" i smirked at his expression.

He really didn't know what he was getting himself into when he made that deal.

I watched him striding up to his bowlers mound and pull of his dark gray hoodie. I think I was having another drool-fest or something when he looked all smug at my staring at his muscled chest. Tease, how can you be anymore delicious?

"Are you ready?" are you looking at me?! I have a bat ready to swing in my hand, just tilted my baseball cap at you and have my game face on, oh yes! I'm fucking ready! Well at least I will be after I have taught you a lesson my friend...

"GIVE IT YOUR BEST SHOT CULLEN!" I shouted across the field, a smile playing on my lips. Give it your best shot, play right into my hands.

I watched as he swung his arm, releasing the ball as he did, and how the ball came towards me forcefully. Not quite as hard as I would have thrown it, but not far of ether.

I decided it was still quite an impressive throw as it passed me, but not as good as he could do, I knew because of the way his back tensed while his shoulders raised and his arm bent. He looked like he was putting too much effort in it, not effort to make it more powerful, and impress the new kid, he looked like he was putting effort into not throwing it as it should be, hard, fast and painful. And well, this I would not put up for!

"I thought you said you were ready? Or is it too much for you to handle?" he smirked, and well I just smirked right back. All part of the plan Cullen! :)

"I was, but you obviously weren't, seeing as you just fell for my little plan." he looked confused, so I thought I would be kind and let him in on it. "I didn't swing back then, just observed. Rule number one. Never play a game when you don't now what you are playing against." I stated because well, the three rules were law in baseball.

He stood there, his head tilted just looking at me. When he smiled sweetly it made me go all warm and mushy inside again. Wow, bitch is getting played...

"So yeah, now I'm ready!" I grinned like an idiot. "oh and this time, don't hold back just because I'm a girl or I'll kick you ass. You got a good throw and it's about time I had some competition, things were getting a little boring" I said winking.

I got ready and ran through the routine, sideways stance, pass the bad from my left to right hand twice ending in my right, tilt my cap with my left hand and glare at the bowler, which today happened to be Edward, unlucky fucker, and game face on! Simples!

Once again he looked like he was holding back as he threw the baseball,l but I went ahead and swung anyways.

Even though he was holding back he threw quite hard and I knew that I would have to match or beat the force of the ball to prevent any injury to my wrist, don't get me wrong it wasn't a problem, I could double his force easily, it was just something I did from practice. Split second things that I didn't have to think about anymore, they were just second nature to me now. To calculate every little detail.

There was a loud cracking sound as the baseball made contact with my bat and went flying somewhere towards third.

I immediately took off running towards first, I wasn't running as fast as I could but I was still going pretty damn fast as my converse began to skid when I rounded first base.

I love sport, it's one of the only things I can do without falling over. Walking in a strait line, now thats a problem, but running, running I can do.

You get used to running, well that is unless you want to get done by the cops every weekend. I tried not to think like that any more but it was hard not to.

I tagged second as I past it and slowed to a jog towards my stump. By the time I had turned Edward was back at the bowlers mound holding the ball smiling at me.

I think this year is going to be a hell of a good one.

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