Chapter 6
A couple minutes in and the game was turning dirty. Not the hitting each other and fighting type of dirty, but the mud, grass, and dirt flying everywhere kind. All the players' feet looked like they were double the normal size with the mud caked on the bottoms.
Edward was holding his own so far, well as far as I could tell anyways. Every time he threw the football somebody caught it, now if he was throwing to the person he was aiming for is something I don't know, but it seemed to be working in our favor.
"What do you think you are wearing?" A shrill screech came from behind me.
Jessica. Ugh. Always has to be Jessica or Lauren.
"It's called a sweatshirt Jessica. Most normal people wear them when it's cold outside," I responded without even looking at her.
"Bitch," she grumbled.
I turned around to say something back, but she was already stomping off.
"Seriously?" I questioned, looking back to Rose and Alice. Rose just snorted at me, while Alice stared at the sweatshirt.
"What?" I looked down at it noticing nothing out of the ordinary, it was just a hoodie with a baseball on it and Edward's old high school name curved around it.
"Your boy just completely claimed you," Rose snorted again.
"Excuse me?" I was confused.
"His last name is on the back of the jersey, as well as his baseball number. He may as well have pissed on you in front of everyone," Rose guffawed.
"I'm wearing his sweatshirt. So what? I don't get the big deal," I told her.
"There's not a big deal, but if you were Jessica or Lauren, that's a huge deal. They want Edward and he chooses you. That's all they care about," Rose turned back to the game.
He just gave me his sweatshirt to wear. I wasn't going to read into it. I've worn Jasper and Emmett's sweatshirts before too. It wasn't a big deal, granted I couldn't lie, I know I'm enjoying wearing my current hoodie more than the others. It smelled better, that's for sure.
"Ouch," Alice grimaced after seeing Jasper get knocked to the ground.
The game was turning a little rougher now that everyone was really getting into it.
"Get him, Emmett!" Rosalie screamed as a La Push player was heading for their scoring zone. "Damn."
He wasn't quick enough. La Push scored.
I couldn't tell you what the score was, but Rose said we were winning, not by much though. I'll just take her word for it.
"Break time. Where's the bathroom?" Angela asked.
I didn't think she'd like this, but we've all done it. "There isn't one. We just go out into the woods."
"Are you kidding?" she asked.
"Nope. Definitely not," I said.
"Okay, in that case, I can wait. I'm going to go talk with Ben. I'll be back."
"You're looking good out there slugger," I told Edward as he approached. He had on his shy smile, but his face was glowing with happiness.
"Wrong sport," he sat down in the grass next to me.
"I know, but you played baseball too, so whatever," I looked him over. He was filthy. You couldn't even recognize his shoes, mud was splattered across his pants as well as grass stains, his shirt was filthy where the other players managed to slam into him, and even managed to get some specs of dirt on his face. "You are doing well out there though," I told him.
"Thank you," he said to me looking into my eyes.
I smiled and fought back a laugh as I took in his appearance again.
He huffed making me full out laugh.
"Shut up," he joked pushing my arm and knocking me onto my side.
I stayed lying down and looked back over at him.
Edward's smile was full of humor. He just seemed so relaxed.
"You're having a good time," I stated.
"Yeah, yeah I really am," he replied just as they called the players back onto the field to resume the game.
"Good luck!" I yelled after him. He just turned his head briefly and flashed a smile.
The rest of the game went on. Each side made another touchdown, but it seemed that Forks was pulling out on top. Looking around you could tell that people were getting tired, Alice and Rose were no longer shouting at the field, but were instead huddled up with Angela and me. The parents that were around to watch the game were gathering up their belongings indicating that the game should be wrapping up. Even the players were beginning to slow down.
Seconds later the game was called. Forks won.
We clapped. We cheered. We did everything we could to show support. Even though we were cold, tired, and the game was technically just for fun, we were still proud of our home team.
"Good job, baby," Rose grabbed Emmett.
Alice just smiled at Jasper as they held hands.
It was just Edward and I left, as Angela took off with Ben.
"You'll get over the awkwardness of those four before too long," I told him, referring to the constant lovey dovey of Rose and Emmett and Alice and Jasper.
He just nodded.
"Great game," I nudged his shoulder hoping he'd lighten up like he was earlier.
He grimaced.
It took me a second to realize I nudged his throwing arm. He had to be sore after tonight.
"Sorry about that," I apologized nodding towards his arm.
"Don't worry about it, I just need to ice it later," Edward responded.
"I am glad you had fun," I told him honestly, as I climbed into Rose's car.
"So am I. I'll see you at school."
Then I remembered something.
"Edward," I called him back. "You need your sweatshirt back."
"Keep it for now, I'm not letting you go home cold, besides, you look better in it anyways," he almost looked surprised that he had said that. His shy smile appeared again and he walked off.
I didn't even have time to respond, not that I could have even if I wanted to. I just climbed back into the car in silence.
There was something about Edward; I just didn't know what that something was yet.
