Here's to you meldoy. You know why I love you like a sister, even if you have twilight hate issues.
does anyone admit to actually owning twilight? well i can't be owner because my name's longer
jacquelyn-catherine?
stephenie?
i win.

BPOV

"I have a plan," I told Edward. "You do everything for Eric and I'll hide behind my partner and you try to hit the ball as far away from me a vampirically possible."

"Brilliant," he kissed me on the forehead and went to go help Eric with the net before Coach Clapp made him run laps. Not that he would mind, I just didn't like every girl staring at him when he jogged. And I call him jealous?

I looked around to see who else didn't have a partner and there were a very few girls left. Jess paired up with Lauren, I ran over to Angela before Coach Clapp paired her up with anyone but as I tripped he called out her name and some guy I had never even heard of. I grumbled but I was so used to falling that I had learned to tuck in my arms to prevent further breaking or bruising. I was about to hit the floor when I though I felt Edward catch me.

I was mistake; it was Mike trying to be chivalrous and grabbing the back of my shirt, choking me.

"Are you alright?" he asked pulling me up so I gagged.

"Need oxygen, I'm not Alice!"

"Let her go," I saw Edward with his hand tightly clamped on Mike's shoulder. For a second I wondered how he had gotten from one side of the gym to another and then I remember the whole vampire thing.

Nonetheless Mike let go of me and rolled his shoulder, Edward definitely left a bruise. I took a few deep breaths and rubbed my throat.

"Are you hurt?" Edward brushed my hair out of my face.

"Yeah, I'll be fine. I mean, it could have been worse. Emmett could have hugged me."

"Which he is if you don't come immediately with me," Alice grabbed me and dragged me off right before I heard the words that sealed my fate.

"Swan you're with Newton!"

"No!" I wanted to scream but Alice clasped her hand over my mouth and muffled any protest.

"If you don't get paired up with Newton then you get paired up with me!" she said. I didn't see the problem with this. "Then I'm trying to cover for you when you get hit in the face with my racket and have to go to the ICU with a concussion. Then there is a terrible miscommunication in which you get too much medication and spend the next sixteen years in a coma."

Oh. So that was the problem.

"But if I go with Mike-"

"Then you have a few moments of embarrassment that will fade into oblivion in your useless memory when you become one of us!"

"When you say it like you make a death sentence sound like a trip to the spa!" she wasn't fooling me. She perked up at the word spa though. "Don't give me that look!"

"Bella," mike came over to me and pushed a tennis racket into my face. "I got you a racket!"

"Thanks," I took it tentatively. I shot Alice a death glare and she twinkled her fingers at me. The tennis courts were set up in record time thanks to Edward who was rushing so he could get through enough matches to go up against me.

I just stood in the back and tried to stay out of the way while Mike did all the work. I looked over to Edward who was trying not to look bored while he volleyed back and forth, not getting all the hits even though we were both aware that he could have driven the ball into the wood. He caught my eye and I smiled. I waved back and the ball ended up hitting him in the side of the head.

I laughed and he looked at the tennis ball and tossed it to himself. He threw it back to the other side of the court and Mike went on playing for me. We, well, he, ended up winning and we could sit out. I waited on the bleachers and watched Edward versus Alice in a set of doubles. Eric was completely out of in and Alice was trying to get Angela the ball.

"Come on Edward!" Alice taunted. "Ready to lose to your baby sister?"

"Stop fantasizing about your car and get your head in the game!" he yelled back and served the ball as hard as he could without breaking the racket or the floor. Alice returned it, spinning it some inhuman way and Edward returned it with ease to Angela.

"So Bella," Mike moved towards me. "Are you doing anything this weekend!"

"Hey Bella! Looking forward to our trip to Alaska?" Alice hinted whacking the ball back to Edward. "The malls up there are fantastic!"

"I'm going to Alaska?" I looked at Alice. "I'm going to Alaska!" I turned to Mike. "So I'm totally booked for the entire weekend."

"Aww, come on," he begged. "You're always busy. Don't you ever get some down time?"

"Yeah, then I realize that Alice probably raided my closet and I have to hunt down appropriate clothes," I pouted.

"That blouse was quite appropriate! I don't know why you don't like the clothes I buy for you!" she begged before slamming the ball at Edward. "I heard that!"

"OUT!" he yelled. Alice stuck out her tongue at him.

"Are you kidding me?! That call was rigged; you can hardly see the lines!"

"Sorry Mike, looks like we're up if Alice loses." I was trying to figure out the whole round-robin thing but it was quite confusing. Once again, Coach Clapp was just making it up as he went. "Which she probably is seeing that Edward really wants me to get in touch with my 'athletic side.'"

"Why don't you come back to my place after school," he offered desperately. "We'll have a blast, just hang out and watch movies. My parents are out on vacation so it would be just us."

I was trying to figure out a good lie to tell him but everything was coming up blank. I started stammering looking desperately toward Edward or Alice for advice but they were focused on kicking each other's butts without looking overly competitive.

"I...um..." I panicked. "Sure."

"What!" screamed Alice as Edward tapped the ball to her and it went out after two bounces. I think everyone in the gym was looking at her and Edward was glaring daggers at Mike.

"Swan, Newton, you're on!" Coach Clapp yelled pointing to the makeshift court.

Alice stormed off plotting to lock Edward in the truck of his car for the entire drive up to Alaska while she aimed for every speed bump imaginable. Or maybe that was just my plan of revenge for one of them not bailing me out earlier.

"You know," Alice took me by the shoulder and started walking me towards Edward. "A simple 'no' would have worked too. Personally I would have just told him the truth which is that he was about as attractive as a one legged kiwi bird and that with luck, he'll grow out of the acne before it becomes a serious skin issue. But that's just me."

"You're cruel, unusual, and scare that crap out of me."

"My work here is done!" she brushed some dust off her shirt. "You seriously can't go though, it will end badly. Good thing Edward is taking you to Alaska right after school. I told Charlie yesterday that you had already accepted and I have your new clothes in my car!"

"See previous answer," I went to Edward who was crushing his handprint into his racket.

"Alice is right. You aren't going and you should have told him he had the attractive equality of a one-eyed wombat," he said seriously and I had to laugh. Edward didn't look amused, in fact he was fuming. "You don't want to know the vile thoughts running through his mind."

"Look Edward, I just won't go." I said agreeing with not wanting to know. I snuck a glance over to Mike who was speaking with some other guys. Edward's back went rigid. "Am I the subject of that conversation?"

"Unfortunately," he hissed.

"All I have to do is get through gym," it was far easier to say than do but I was trying so Edward would get through the day without ripping anyone's throat out. I saw his eyes start to return to their golden color and his posture relax a little. "See, ten minutes and then we're done."

"Just do me a favor, I don't keep up with sports but when I hit my opponent with the ball is it my point or theirs?" he asked looking evilly at the other side of the court.

"It's your point I think," actually I was sure. That was one of the many down sides of tennis, whenever I got hit (which was often) it wasn't my point. "But I please just don't break any of his bones."

"I can't make any promises."

"Hey, Sawn! Stop flirting and get to your side of the court!" Coach Clapp yelled so the whole gym heard it and started giggling at me. Including Alice who was sitting in the bleachers talking about Alaska with an uninterested Angela.

EPOV

He was going down.

As soon as I beat Alice and heard the coach yell that Bella and that thick-skulled-sorry-excuse-for a-person were "on" the first thought I heard from someone around me was you bet we are! which just made me sick.

After my chat with Bella I was trying to block out the thoughts from the pigs around me but it was getting quite difficult because I could hear every word of what Michael and his "friends" were speaking about. I was quickly forming a plan to get even and then some. It was only a matter of time before we could leave the wretched place for Alaska where we would finally get some quality time.

I continued speaking with Bella, trying to act calm. All I did was think about her flawless face and the live she breathed into the darkest corners of my life. I brought up my favorite memories of her and tried in vain hope to keep out the voices that were harassing my mind turning my emotions from calm to belligerent.

"Let's just get this over with," she mumbled after our coach's crude comment. I stepped onto the courts I had made with blue and green duct tape, the measurements were just enough off to give random pairs advantages and make my flaws appear human but everyone hear (with the possible exception of Bella) knew a tennis court inside and out.

"Do you want to volley for the serve?" Mike asked and I could see Bella and Eric step to the side of the court.

"No, you can serve first," I told him. My record was hitting the ball to break 250+ but it was raining so there were unaccounted for variables that could have severely effecting my speed, reducing it by perhaps 10 miles per hour.

Awesome! I'm gonna kill him, after all, I am ranked 27th in Washington's Tennis Ladder. And after I crush him Bella's going to come running into my arms. Then we'll leave for our romantic evening together, get married and have three sons together. I think I'll name them Mathew, Mitchell, and Michael Jr.

It was then he started to go into a little more detail on his "romantic evening" with my future wife and I felt a growl rise in my chest. Mike served with a smug smile on his face and he put everything he could behind it. I felt compelled to return the favor but I wonted to build him up before I knocked him down and shattered him into a million pieces. I returned the ball with ease, spinning it towards Mike so he would think I was inexperienced.

Mike hit it back to me, trying to spin it the opposite direction he had hit it in but it ended up just spinning upward. I took a few steps back and waited for the opportune moment. When it came I took a step forward and swung with actual effort towards the hit. I slammed the ball so hard I think I saw a small cloud of dust appear where it had just been. It went forward with so much speed that I almost felt bad that it would hit him.

Then I saw the next image that went through his mind.

I watched in ill pleasure as the ball spun through the air and hit Mike oddly below where I had aimed. I was a bit upset that I have missed. I had been aiming for his stomach but the ball dropped in the air and caught him between the legs.

Michael crumpled to the ground and whimpered. Alice clapped loudly and even whistled. I raised my eyebrows trying to hide my delight but Bella was slightly less pleased. I hope the smiles and laughs she was hiding in her coughing fit was not for my benefit.

Mick's POV

Edward Cullen must die. I would get my revenge this weekend when he was away and there was no one watching his house.

I would get my revenge.

But until then I was just going to lay down here and cry a little. I was in serious pain, I was aloud to let a few tears slide! I was just careful to keep my whimpers to a minimum and muttered words of self assurances to myself. It wasn't like anyone could hear me.

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