Chapter Two:

Luck was never on her side and today was no exception. First day on a new job, a job she wanted more than anything, and she goes and oversleeps. For some reason her alarm hadn't gone off, even though she remembered setting it the previous night. If she were a betting woman (but again luck had never been her friend so she avoided gamboling) she would bet her sister somehow had something to do with her lack of a wakeup call.

Elizabeth crawled out of bed and headed to the bathroom to take a shower, a very quick shower. "Bout time you decide to crawl out of bed." Sarah sneered at her as Elizabeth rushed by. "Really Lizzie what kind of impression are you trying to give the Cassadines? That the baby of the family doesn't know how to show up to work on time and ready to face the day? If I were Mr. Cassadine I would make today your first and last day."

Elizabeth just smiled back sweetly at her sister, "Good thing you're not him then." She figured Sarah was looking for an argument this morning and Elizabeth was already running behind and had no time to spare with her sister, plus she knew it would just grade on Sarah's nerves for Elizabeth to be sweet to her.

Turning on the hot water Elizabeth wondered how her and her sister had become such bitter enemies. There had actually been a time when the two had been close and friendly with one another. Elizabeth blamed Sarah's boy crazy attitude for most of their problem, and Sarah's best friend Carly. When Carly and Sarah got together it was like that movie Mean Girls came to life.

The current fight that Elizabeth and Sarah were currently having was due to a boy. No, they were not fighting to get the same boys attention; rather Elizabeth was trying to make sure Sarah didn't get her high maintenance claws into a decent guy. Sarah had for whatever reason decided that Matt Hunter and she were just simply meant to be, and while Elizabeth believed everyone was free to make their own choices, she just knew that Sarah would ruin Matt.

Matt was the head athletic train for the Port Charles Bulldogs, a local minor league baseball team, and he was also a close friend of Elizabeth's and now her boss. The last thing Elizabeth wanted was to have her sister ruining Matt. Elizabeth wasn't blind and could understand Sarah's attraction to Matt. He was tall, and very well built, and had wonderfully yummy chocolate brown eyes, but he was too good for her sister. It would just pain Elizabeth to watch Sarah use up Matt only to change her mind a week later and find some other new guy. That was the many problems with Sarah; she was fickle when it came to men. One week she liked one guy and the next she was on to another.

Elizabeth jumped out of the shower, wrapped herself in a towel and ran back to her bedroom to get dressed. Luckily she had to put little thought into what to wear, because she had a white polo with the team's logo and khaki shorts that were required as a trainer. The problem was going to be her hair.

Elizabeth glanced at the clock, she only had 20 minutes till she had to be there and that was no time for a girl with curly hair to do anything with it. True she could scrunch and put tons of products in her hair, but even that took longer than the time she had. So she decided on two French braid pigtails. Elizabeth looked in the mirror, "Great I look like I'm 12." She said out loud with a frown, but time was up and there was no changing her look now.

Elizabeth walked out of here room, grabbed a muffin from the kitchen and took her keys off the hook near the door. Sarah was supposed to have given her a lift this morning, but Elizabeth was in no mood to deal with Sarah, plus Elizabeth noticed once she turned the corner and looked in the drive way, Sarah was already long gone.

Elizabeth climbed behind the wheel of her Jeep and started off to face her first day. Most people would be nerves starting a new job but, with her whole family all working for the team, she had grown up around most of the people she would be working with. Matt was the head trainer and he had been the one who really talked her into a career as a trainer. Robin Scorpio was also a trainer, and since she and Steven were like best friends, she had become the big sister Elizabeth wished she would have had.

The Cassadine family owned the team, and they were pretty decent people. Elizabeth had once heard that they were decedents of Russian royalty, but for the most part they seemed very down to earth, well to her anyway. Stefan the patriarch of the family had been sneaking her chocolate since she started hanging around the ball field when her father had been hired on as manager of the team. His son Nicholas was always around with some kind words to say. She suspected that had more to do with the fact that Nicholas was hopelessly in love with Sarah, and he thought if he could get in good with Elizabeth, maybe you would have a shot. Too bad no one told Nicholas that the two girls didn't get along, so that was like the worse plan ever.

Elizabeth pulled in to a parking space at the ball field with about two minutes to spare. She hoped out of the car and looked around the lot. It was always fun to see the cars that the players drove. For the most part the players thought they were hot shots so they would drive sports cars or muscle cars, and it seemed that this season was not going to be an exception to that rule. She took note of Steven's truck, and she saw an SUV that must belong to one of the new players, and lastly her eye fell on the Harley that was parked in the lot.

The sight of the motorcycle made Elizabeth stop in her tracks. It was always something she had wanted to do, ride on one that was. She was so caught up in her thoughts about what it would be like to hop on that bike and go as fast as she could, that Elizabeth never saw him come up behind her.

He wrapped his arms around her waist lifted her off the ground and swung her around for a good three turns. Placing her back on the ground "What's up Liz-bits?" he asked as she turned around to face him. Zander Smith stood in front of his friend with a big cheesy grin on his face.

Zander and Elizabeth had been best friends since her father had brought the family to Port Charles. He had been the first person to talk to her on her first day of school, so she deemed him to be her friend. He was a tall, brown haired, brown eyed boy that could make her smile and laugh more than anyone. He worked security at the ball field, he had been doing it every summer since he was 16 and Elizabeth was sure that until he grew up and decided what he wanted, he would continue to do it.

"You know he could really scare the mess out of someone doing that." She said swatting at his arm.

Zander ignored her and threw his arm around her shoulder and guided her to the front entrance to the stadium. "That was the whole point."

"You know one of these days you're going to have to grow up and stop acting like you're 16."

"Yeah, maybe, but today is not that day," he said. Tugging on one of her pig tails he then responded with "at least I don't look like I'm six."

Elizabeth shot him an evil glare, "Well I didn't have time to do anything else with this unruly mess of hair. Would you rather I came to work with a giant frizz ball on top of my head?"

Zander laughed, "Yeah I guess we wouldn't want to scare anyone on your first day. They might not let you back in the door."

"You're not as funny as you think you are you known."

Zander stopped and smiled down at his friend. "Yeah I am. Now hope on we're at the gate, and you know the rules."

This made Elizabeth smile. Since Zander had first gotten his job, they had this thing they did. As soon as they reached the front gate, he would give her a piggy back ride to where ever it was in the building she was going. "Zander, we can't do that. How would it look if I came in on your back?"

"Who cares? Anyone who counts around this place already knows this is what we do, and anyone else who doesn't just needs to realize this is how things run around here."

Never one to argue with a good point Elizabeth grabbed onto his shoulders, and he lifted her onto his back. It was nice to be put up on his back and carried away. It made her feel like she hadn't a care in the world. Just as they passed into the gate of the stadium, Elizabeth caught sight of the motorcycle in the parking lot. It made her wonder who it belonged to, and what type of person they might be.

She didn't know much about motorcycles, but she knew that people, who usually had a Harley, were real bikers. They were the Hell's Angels type, the kind who were rough and tough. She hoped this meant that the team would be shaken up a bit. For the last couple of seasons the team had been a bit of a bore, because they were as dry as white bread. She hoped that her first season here on staff would be a thrilling one now that they had a big, tough biker playing.

Zander rounded the corner that lead to the training room and deposited his friend back on level ground. "Lunch?" he asked.

"Sure, if you're buying." She agreed with a smile.

"Deal, "he agreed as he turned to walk back to doing his work.

Elizabeth watched him turn the corner and then headed herself to the door that lead to where her own work awaited her. She placed her hand on the door knob and let out a breath, time to get this season started, she said to herself. She turned the knob and walked in to her future.