A/N: This is a drabble of Laurent before he, Victoria, and James go to play baseball with the Cullens and Bella.
"Laurent," James hissed through clenched teeth. "You are to pretend you are our coven leader. It makes me appear less threatening. Stand in front of Victoria and me. You will do this, do you understand?" His crimson eyes bore into mine.
"Yes, James," I acknowledged. I nodded my head. "Why exactly must we do this?"
Victoria sauntered up to her mate's side. "Because James said so. Are you hinting that you do not trust him? Why Laurent?" Her lips curved up in a smirk.
"No, no, that's not what I meant!" I wildly scrambled for an excuse. "You know that, too. I meant I want an explanation as to why I should comply."
"You just should," replied James, shifting his weight.
I wasn't going to get an answer out of him. "Okay." I took my position as leader.