AN: so here's the first official chapter, edited...
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BPOV
You know, I'm probably the most clumsy dancer you will ever meet. I can do almost any dance move you tell me to, but will fall flat on my butt walking at a normal pace on a flat surface and not when I'm dancing. Weird, huh. Yeah...
I'm University of Texas pom squad captain. Basically 'second in command', under the 'Director'. I tried out to be an officer, and didn't expect to be captain.
So, during the football games, mostly the team and I dance in the stands while the band plays next to us. But when we aren't dancing, I'm watching my boyfriend of 7 months, and star quarterback for the Texas Longhorns, Edward Cullen.
I love football, not just because Edward plays, but it's so much more than running and passing a ball across a field and tackling your opponent to the ground; the sense of triumph and victory you feel when you get a first down when you've spent two of your four downs trying to, or scoring a touchdown is like nothing else. Out of all the years I've watched Edward play football, he's developed his 'victory dance'. He runs to his team, and on the way there, he does a back flip, then punches the air a couple of times before being met by his teammates. It's quite cute, if you ask me.
Edward Cullen. How to describe him? He's probably the sweetest boyfriend you could ask for. If we aren't spending the night in each others apartment, he calls me before he goes to bed at night and first thing when he wakes up in the morning, not scared to wake me, though he never does.
He has the cutest crooked grin that makes me melt inside. His piercing green eyes show his every emotion, no matter how hard he tries to cover it up. He also is the perfect gentleman. He opens my doors for me(and holds them open), pulls out my chair for me when we are out at dinner, never lets me pay for anything(which gets annoying, even though his dad is a doctor which means he has a lot of money on hand). The list goes on and on.
There is one thing I don't like about dating the star quarterback-the publicity. I'm more of a shy girl off the field. Edward doesn't much like the publicity either, but he has the face for it. He doesn't feel ashamed dating me. I'm nowhere near as beautiful as some of the other dancers, though Edward thinks I'm even more beautiful than any of them could ever be.
It feels so weird seeing yourself in the papers next to the star quarterback, even if you are just walking into a restaurant to eat lunch. It never ceases to amaze me how many people know my name when it's not associated with the pom squad or the Longhorn football team.
There's one thing no one knows about the famous Edward Cullen. He's also a music major. He plays the piano and guitar(quite well, I must say). No one would think that the tough guy that can help his team score at least six touchdowns in a game would be able to write sappy love songs. I like knowing something about him that no one else does, not even his parents, though we've been to some bars on 6th street where he's played his guitar in the live music capitol of the world.
Back on the subject of football games. I am probably the one of the three people on the pom squad who actually watches the game. I know every penalty and often call it out before the referees could get together and discuss, and when they don't call a penalty, I yell and scream at them to call it, even though they can't hear me. I just don't like having to explain everything to the rest of the pom squad, apart from my best friends, Alice Brandon and Rosalie Hale whose boyfriends are also on the team. It's like they care, but don't care enough to actually pay attention. It pisses me off sometimes, especially when I have to explain the same call more than once.
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"Alright ladies, let's run it just one more time, then practice is over," our head director, Mrs. Mudd shouted. A chorus of "Yes ma'am" followed her instructions.
Here we are, the day before the football game, perfecting our half-time routine that we have had a few weeks to put together. If Jessica and Lauren could remember the combo, we wouldn't be in this mess. Sometimes I wonder why they made the team. They have the elements of dance, but the personality isn't there. They are the snobbiest people you could ever meet. That, and, they walk into practice talking on their cell phones or hanging on the arm on their current boyfriend. It disgusts me to no end.
Jessica and Lauren were now standing by the bleachers texting someone while the rest of the team waited for them. I have no idea why our director gave them such a crucial part of our dance. I think she wanted them to have some incentive to practice on their own, but who knows. They finally put up their phones(which they weren't supposed to have in the gym anyway), and slowly ambled to their beginning position. I pressed 'play' on the remote and put it in my leotard, then the music started.
The band directors chose a cool song to play for our half-time. Stravinsky's Firebird. It's a really intricate song to dance to, but that's how I like it. We had the band record them playing it so we could practice.
When the time came for Jessica and Lauren's duet...thing, I held my breath, hoping they remembered their part. The majority of the team gave them space to dance, though they would have to work their way through the band. "Smile, ladies! Especially you, Jessica and Lauren!" Mudd shouted over the music. I smiled wide, but my eyes I'm sure held the nervousness I felt for Jessica and Lauren. If they didn't get this now, they probably wouldn't for another month or two.
When their time came, Jessica and Lauren started their routine. They were doing great so far. Then, they went blank. They forgot, again. If you thought it couldn't get any worse, Jessica's boyfriend, Mike Newton walked into the gym. Jessica jumped up in the air and ran over to him. Mudd pressed 'pause' on her remote and the music abruptly stopped. "Jessica Stanley, you know the rules. No boyfriends in practice. How many times do I have to tell you? I'm sorry Mr. Newton, your girlfriend will be out in a minute. Practice is almost over,"Mudd said angrily. Rose, Alice and I had at least told our boyfriends that they couldn't walk into practice whenever they wanted, they had to wait for us to meet them. I doubt Jessica had.
"Early practice tomorrow morning ladies, since we didn't get to finish today, thanks to Mr. Newton's interruption. You are dismissed," Mrs. Mudd announced. Jessica walked back to the middle of they gym thinking practice was still going on, then saw that we were leaving to go to the locker room to get changed. Wow, either she's oblivious to the things going on around her, or she was too busy making out with Mike. I shook my head at her, then walked out of the gym. I heard Mudd say in a different voice than earlier, like she was about to cry. "Bella, could you come here a moment?"
I turned around and said, "Yes ma'am?"
"I don't think Jessica is fit to be apart of the team anymore. Don't you?"
"I had a feeling that she needed to be told something. She can't keep breaking the rules and not learning the dances. But what are we going to do about Lauren?" I said in a professional voice. I was sad that Jessica was not going to be part of the team. It is surely embarrassing to be kicked off of a team that represents your school.
"I was thinking the same thing about her too. She and Jessica are the same, and I'm tired of dealing with it. But I think we should give them until tomorrow morning to get their duet down, and if they don't I can give it to you and Alice. You have learned the duet, haven't you?"
"Yes ma'am, Alice and I have," I responded politely, nodding my head.
"That's a good thing. You two may have to perform it on Saturday night."
"I don't think that would be a problem," I said in a flat tone, but on the inside I was extremely excited.
"Okay, you can go now. Be good. I don't want to have to kick you off too," I knew Mudd was joking around with me, but was serious about me being good.
"Yes ma'am, I will. Have a good night!" I said, and turned around and left the gym and walked to the locker room.
"Good night Bella," I heard Mudd call back to me.
Inside the locker room, I walked the short distance to my locker, which was conveniently located by Rosalie Hale's and Alice Brandon's. I heard Alice say to Rose "I can't believe them Rose! They always forgets the dances and nothing happens to them!"
"Alice, calm down. Take deep breaths. In." Alice took a slow, deep breath in, then released it when I said, "Out. " Just for good measure I repeated, "In. Out. That's it. Okay, Mudd has had enough of them too," I calmed Alice down as I got changed back into my street clothes.
"What did Mudd say?" Rose asked.
"I'll tell you guys in a minute. It's classified information." I make air quotes around 'classified'.
An understanding "Oh" came from Rose and Alice. I pulled on a pair of ripped jean shorts and my UT sweatshirt, hearing "tsk, tsk, tsk" from Alice at my clothing selection for today. I glared playfully at her and shook my head( we were both wearing the same clothing, but hers was more stylish. I took my hear out of my ponytail and took my brush out of my locker. All the while Alice and Rose were staring at me, waiting. I smiled evilly and slowly flipped my head over and brushed my hair out, ever so slowly. I heard Alice sigh and laughed as I put my hair back into a ponytail.
"Let's go," I said picking up my bag from the bottom of my locker. Alice and Rose stood up and walked out with me.
When we were out of the building, we were met by our boyfriends, Edward Cullen, Jasper Whitlock and Emmett McCarty. We all smiled and hugged our boyfriends. "How was practice today, ladies?" Edward asked.
"Annoying," I stated through my teeth. Rose and Alice nodded their heads up and down, agreeing with me.
"Bye Bella!" Alice and Rosalie shouted to me over their shoulders, as they walked to their boyfriend's cars to go home.
"Bye guys. See you tomorrow morning! I'll call you later!" I yelled back before leaning into Edward's side.
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