DISCLAIMER: Sadly, I do not own Edward, or any characters from Twilight. I only own Ella and her friends…and such. Also, please review! First story, take it easy on me.
All things went well during second period, Algebra 1. Then came the dreaded the subject I probably hated the most, P.E. As soon as the bell rang, I grimaced, knowing this wouldn't be fun. Brooklyn patted my back in understanding, and soon had finished packing her things into her backpack. I packed mine up, and we walked out of the classroom.
Brooklyn and I walked down the hallway, and outside. I breathed in the air, smiling. I had always loved the outdoors, just like my family. Brooklyn and I walked across the campus until we came to the gym. We stepped inside, and dashed down to the girl's locker room. Luckily, we were early, and there we only two other ninth graders in there with us. We did not know them, so we just ignored the two.
Brooklyn and I stripped from our clothes, and I pulled out my ponytail. Luckily, this weekend Aunt Rose had taught me how to put it back into a side ponytail. I changed into a pair of black velveteen sweatpants and a white shirt that read on the front in black "LINKIN PARK 2008 TOUR" and on the back in black the tour dates and locations, including one in Seattle. My whole family had gone, and I know that my dad probably enjoyed it the most. After tying on a pair of white Nikes, I grabbed a brush from my bag and ran it through my hair, then tied it into a ponytail. I then turned to face Brooklyn.
Brooklyn was dressed in a pair of hot pink velveteen sweatpants, a white shirt that read in hot pink cursive "LOVE ME", and a pair of white Nikes. The rule was for our class was that you had to wear velveteen sweatpants of your choice, and a white shirt of your choice, plus white tennis shoes. I smiled at the outfit; she looked nice in it. Brooklyn had pulled her hair into a high, cheerleaders ponytail. "Ready?" she asked me, then scurried up the steps, me following. Soon, we were in the gym.
Class had about ten minutes until it started, so we jumped up on the stage, and sat down, our legs dangling over the side. We watched as more girls came out of the locker room. I sighed, nervous. At each and every gym class, I always managed to get myself hurt. Finally, our P.E teacher, Coach Spurlin, blew his whistle. Brooklyn and I jumped off the stage and joined the other girls in our first warm-up, two laps around the gym. I finished fairly quickly, being half vampire and all. Brooklyn came to rest beside me five minutes later, panting. We then went to our seats, which we had chosen at the start of the year.
After we stretched, Coach Spurlin announced we would be playing a new game today. He called it Mat Kickball. It was just like regular kickball, except four feet by two feet mats for bases, and you had to round the bases twice. Once Coach Spurlin set up the gym, he chose team captains. Guess whom? Me and Taylor Crowley.
Soon, we had finished choosing teams. I had chosen on my team Brooklyn, Abbey, Callie, Danielle, Faith, Gabrielle, Harmony, Ivy, Jasmine, Kaitlyn, and Lacey. If you added me, there was twelve on my team. On Taylor's team she had picked Brittany, Maddi, Nature, Oklahoma, Paige, Queenie, Rachelle, Sadie, Unity, Victoria, and Winter. If you added Taylor on to her team, they also equaled twelve. We were first to kick, and had to go in order of pick. So that meant I was first.
Once Taylor's team had covered the field, I got ready to kick. Oh great, TAYLOR was the pitcher. She rolled the ball to me, and about five seconds later, I heard Victoria yell "Ella, kick!". I brought my foot back, and swung it forward. The ball wasn't even near me, so I lost my balance and fell on my butt. I looked up to see Taylor's team laughing hysterically, and my team looking at me with sympathetic looks. I rolled my eyes, and stood up. Taylor rolled the ball again.
My eyes narrowed, and I ignored the world around me. Focus on the ball, focus on the ball. All that anger did me some good. The ball came at me; I swung my foot, and kicked it into the bleachers. I was about to stop and gawk when I heard Harmony and Ivy screaming "Ella, run, Ella, run!". My eyes widened, and I took off, using my vampire speed. Luckily, the ball had landed in a puddle of sticky soda from last night's game, and all the girls refused to touch it. I rounded the bases once, and had already touched third base for the second time. I took off for home, and slid in.
"Yes!" Brooklyn and the other girls were screaming. I was wide eyed, and my mouth dropped, probably shaped like an O. Had I, Ella Bliss Cullen, just made a home run? When that finally sank in, I was yelling and cheering with my team. Taylor and her team looked pissed, muttering something about the ball was 'stuck'. After Coach Spurlin washed off the ball, it was tossed back to Taylor, and Brooklyn stepped up. She kicked, and soon, we had gotten our three outs. But, right now, it was seven to zero. Which was good, right?
In the end, the game was…get this…18 to 17! I couldn't believe WE had won. We happily bounced around the gym and screamed and cheered with victory. Taylor and her team alternated between sulking and screaming at Victoria, who had been tagged out on her second run to home plate by Callie and Jasmine, together. Brooklyn and I rushed down to the locker room, still celebrating our victory.
A Note From Kasey Yay! Two pages long, makes me happy. Please, please, please REVIEW, and Edward will come and give you a hug, after Ella convinces him to.