Author's Note: Hello there! Thanx for the props on this story. I think that you have earned yourselves chapter 4!

This takes place at the football stadium between Forks High and Middle schools. The 8th graders are having their 'championship game' and Emmett, the star player, is on fire!

The others are cheering him on from the stands. But is that ALL they're doing???

Hmmmmm…

This is a romance chapter… ; )

By the way: I'M SO SORRY! I never got to officially thank my good, fabulous, crazily perverted friend sprinkledwithsapphires for letting me use the whole pencil sharpener conversation in Chapter 3!!! Love you for that!!! So therefore, because of my stupid forgetfulness, this chapter is dedicated to YOU, sapphires!!! And… you have GREAT song recommendations!

Enjoy!!!

Chapter 4: The Big Game

The chilly night air proved no feat for the many heartfelt fans, friends, and fathers as the stadium bleachers filled almost an hour before the big game even started. The last game of the season was to happen tonight, and everyone in the town was ready. From the doctors, the fishers, and the teachers, it seemed like everyone in Forks was a diehard cheering machine as the 8th grade players, the town's pride and joy team, ran onto the brightly lit field.

"On the field we have Tarnove, Steele, Crowley, and McCarty, the leading starters for the Forks Spartans!" The announcer, an excited old man, shouted over the loud speaker. "We wish them the best of luck as we play on the coldest, wettest night of the year so far!"

The crowd groaned. This was a lame excuse for a joke in Washington, as almost every night of the year was cold and wet. But a few of the 'senior citizens' still found this funny.

Yeah. It wasn't.

Meanwhile, in the stands sat five kids. Guess who? Yes, they were our friends Bella, Rosalie, Edward, Jasper, and Alice. They, along with everyone else in the stands, cheered and/or jeered as the star quarterback of Forks Middle School ran out onto the field and cheered and pumped his fist in the air. For himself. Yes, it seemed as if our Emmett was pulling a Victor Krum move (from the Harry Potter books. Not that Em had read them. He didn't READ!).

In the first quarter Emmett scored the first touchdown of the game. The older announcer went nuts.

"Yes! The Spartans are up and leading the game so far. Play the music, Bill!"

The music was a regular thing for Forks residents. Any time that Emmett scored the first touchdown of the game Emmett's song would play, and he would dance. And Emmett's dancing was contagious, so soon the whole team would be dancing. The fans would, sometimes, too.

His song? Hollaback girl, by Gwen Steffani. Sad, isn't it?

The other kids were still just hanging around talking up in the bleachers, though not fifteen minutes into the game they were getting bored. Especially Edward, who was dying to go see his girlfriend.

"Hey, I'm going to go down and say hi to Tanya- anyone want to come with me?" Edward asked.

"That's what he said!" Alice chirped. Bella glared. "Oh. Sorry."

Of course, Bella was jealous. Big time. Not only was Edward ditching his real friends to go hang out with his precious cheerleader, but Alice was cracking that joke again. She had almost forgotten about it. She sighed. Once again Tanya came before her for Edward.

Bella stood up. "Yeah, I'll walk down with you. I want to get hot chocolate, anyway. I'm freezing."

"Bring us some!" called Rose. The others nodded in agreement. "And hurry!"

"So, umm, how are you and Tanya?" Bella asked, trying to make small talk.

"We're doing fine, actually. And speaking of relationships… how are you doing in the guy department, Bella? Any luck? I mean, besides Mike. By the way- if you need him beaten up you know who to call!"

"Haha, okay. But other than Newt, no, no one. At all. Ever." Bella sighed. No guys ever liked her. People said that Eric might, but he was with Angela Weber, a good friend of Bella's. He would never do that. And Mike was just and obnoxious nuisance. Just puppy love. It was getting old.

Edward paused and looked at Bella. "Hey. Don't think like that. You are so beautiful. And guy would be lucky to have you."

Bella, taken aback by the compliment, was speechless. "Uh, thanks. I think."

Her friend started walking again. And then stopped. And stared.

Because there, dead ahead, was Tanya. In the arms of Eric Yorkie. And they were making out like there was no tomorrow. And this was in front of the whole football stadium.

"Edward…" Bella began, but was cut off as he walked away purposefully. She walked quickly to keep up with his fierce pace. She followed him behind the bleachers and then watched from the sidewalk as he shrunk against the wall of the concession stand.

Bella Swan hesitantly walked up to him. "A- Are you okay?"

"I'm actually not sure. I was just… wow. Taken by surprise, I guess." He ran his fingers through his coppery hair.

"Well… you know what would make it better?"

"What?"

"Hot chocolate. With lots of whipped cream. That's what I always do when I'm sad." Or thinking about you wtih other girls, Bella thought to herself, but didn't say aloud.

He smiled slightly. This was all happening so fast. "Yeah. That just might work."

"Forget her," Bella soothed Edward, patting his back. "There'll be other girls! Especially with your looks."

The two were now sitting at the top of the bleachers, in the back of the crowd. They were talking quietly, though, just in case anyone heard their private conversation.

"But it's just… I don't get it. Why would she be kissing Eric at all? Was I, like, not a good boyfriend?"

"No, of course not! I just think that she felt threatened because so many girls like you. She was probably afraid that you would leave her first. She's not used to being threatened. At all."

"But who was she threatened by? I don't have another girlfriend! I'm not cheating on her!"

"I don't know, Edward. But try to bounce back quickly. Try being single for a while. Didn't you used to say that you would never want to be tied down?" Bella tried to make her best guy friend feel better. She didn't like seeing him so down, even though she knew it was none of her business.

"Well that was before I liked girls," he grumbled. "As more than friends, I mean. But it turns out I like being tied down."

Bella giggled, lightening the mood. "That's what he said."

Edward laughed. "I think Jazz and Emmett are rubbing off on you. And speaking of the boys, let's get back to our friends. They're probably wondering where we are. Actually, screw us. They're wondering where their hot chocolate is."

She laughed. "Okay, let's go," she said as she started to stand. But an Edward caught her by her arm as she made her way down the steps.

"You're a really good friend, you know that, Bells? Thanks for that."

"Sure. No problem. Anytime." If only I could be more, she thought softly to herself.

Soon the pair got up and walked over to their friends. She looked over at Edward, who was now laughing at Rose as she mocked the cheerleaders' plastered grins and clapping. Good. He was already getting over Tanya.

Now all she could do was hope that in time Edward saw her as more than a best friend. But to make that happen she would need some help.

It was time to consult Alice and Rosalie.

End Note: Duh Duh Duh!!! I know. I'm evil. But…10 more reviews and chapter 5 is up before you can say THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID!!!!!

I'm thinking uh, SHOPPING with the girls? Barbie Bella time?

And maybe the guys will choose to (as in, be forced to) tag along to carry the girlies bags. This could be fun…

Happy Turkey Day, fellas : ) Eat some pie for me! Much love.