A/N: Hey all, here is another instalment of High School Fever, big thank you yo my pre-reader/fixer/beta, Arabella Whitlock.
Emmett`s POV:
It's been 2 months since Bella and I have been going out. And in these two months, I have had so much fun. I have been the happiest I have ever been. The football games and BBQ's at her house and the Gangs' houses.
It is coming to the end of the season for high school football, and I have a problem. One of my star players is failing Bella's class. I know he isn't the smartest player on my team, he was the jock who thought that the game was the most important and he will get a free ride to university if he plays the best. I have told the team to have a backup plan, I know I did. I hurt myself in university and I was unable to play for the school, but I was lucky I could still play- well, but just not at that level as I could end up really hurting myself.
The school policy was that you had to maintain at least a 60% average (C average) in all your classes to play on the team. He was currently at a 51% average; yes he was passing, but not enough to make it count. So it is now my job to beg and plead the teacher to raise his grade. Something I hate to do, I was on the schools side with the grade issue. But I also want the team to win. Now I have to talk to Bella and see what we can do to get him passing so he can play in the game in a few weeks.
I planned to tell her during the school day, at lunch so that I would not be in the dog house when I dropped her off. I went to her classroom to walk with her to the staff room. As I was walking there I heard her talking to a student. It sounded like it was James Scott, my football player that was failing. "James, I'm sorry but you are failing, I told you earlier on that your grade was dropping but you did nothing about it. I will have to talk to the coaching team about your status as an active player. I will grant you to practice with the team but not play. I'm not even allowed to do that but since I am head of the English department I can. How does that sound James?"
I didn't hear anything coming from the student, or Bella. He must be weighing his options. I walked in to see James sitting at a desk in the front row with his head down. Bella was sitting at desk beside him while he was thinking. She saw me and waved. I walked in and sat down at the desk on the other side of James.
"Hey, Scott, I heard what Miss Swan told you, what do you think?"
He looked to me, surprised that I was in the classroom. Then he looked to Bella, we both saw the look of defeat on his face, the problem was that neither of us knew why.
"Coach, Miss Swan; I don't like English I don't get it. I know how to speak the language, so why do I need to take it. I'm gonna be pro anyways so I don't need this lame course. I just need a basic math so I know people are not robbing me blind and gym."
I sat there stunned, this was a regular question English teacher's had on a daily basis, but I figured that he might have known why. I told my team that countless of times.
"James," Bella said, "English is important, it's more than books and poems. It is how we communicate with each other. Now I am willing to get a peer tutor or I can help you after and before classes to get your grades up. If you decline this offer I have no choice to withdraw my first compromise- where you get to practice with the team- to off the team until your grade improves. I will leave you and Coach McCarty to talk about this. Coach I will be in the teacher lounge when you are done." She walked out and closed the door slightly behind her.
"So Scott what do you want to do? I was just about to talk to Miss Swan about how we can help boosting your grade, but you need to want it. No one will just hand it to you. You need to earn it."
"Coach, I just want to play. That's all. I could give a flying fu-" I cut him off before he could swear. "-fig about school, I am just her because the law requires it and I want to play ball."
I looked at him and saw a determined player wanting to get out and do what he wanted to do, but this was stopping him so I had to make the choice for him and I wouldn't go back on my word. "James, I understand you just want to play but you need to focus on your education as well, I have no choice but to suspend your play and practice. I expect you to come out during practice and run 15 laps then head into the library to study. If you need a tutor we can get one. But you have not made this easy on me, you are one of my star players and you cannot play if your grades are this low. Once your grades improve you are more than welcome to be reinstated on the team but until then you are not allowed to participate in the games or practices- outside of the agreement. I will write up a contract for you to sign at the end of the day, if you don't come down to my office to sign it, I will have to kick you off the team. I would hate do that." I told him and I walked out. I know he has to stew over what I just said, and there is nothing he can argue with, so the conversation is done.
I walked down to the teachers' lounge to see Bella. I got there and just watched her for a few beats. She was drinking her tea seeing as it was the afternoon and reading a book. I couldn't remember what book she was on today, as she would start a new one every few days. She looked beautiful, I loved her. It wasn't a shock to me; I think I fell in love with her after the first football game. Now I know I needed to plan epic date number two, so I can tell her.
Everything was planned, the reservation at our favourite local restaurant, I had even rented The Princess Bride. I knew I could be a little cheesy with my proclamation as it was me, but I didn't want it to be too cheesy- I wanted to have something to tell our kids and I didn't want them to cringe more than they would when they found out our love story.
I told Alice and Rose what I was doing so they could take Bella out shopping for an outfit for tonight. It was coming up to my Thanksgiving (Second Monday in October) so I wanted to tell her before I left for the long weekend.
I went to pick her up promptly at 6:30, so we could go for our reservation. This is where my plan was a little fuzzy; I didn't know whether or not I should tell her here or at my house. I think I will go with the flow and see how I feel.
Dinner was great. We were talking about work and what we wanted to so for the holidays as they were fast approaching. The waitress came over and asked us if we wanted anything else. It was nice that she didn't leer at me like some of the waitresses do. She had a ring on her finger, and I couldn't wait until that was us; my ring on her finger and her ring on my finger. I looked into her beautiful brown eyes and I knew the time was right.
We both ordered dessert, I ordered chocolate cake and Bella ordered cheesecake with raspberries. Once it came, we started talking, again about non sense. We were almost finished our cakes when I was getting nervous. I mean the final game of the season and we are down by a field goal and our best kicker is up and ready and you can't watch in fear of jinxing the play. Bella picked up on this.
"Em, what's wrong?"
"Er, nothing. I have something to tell you." Now it was her turn to look nervous. I grabbed her hand and stroked it feeling the soft skin of the back of her hand. "Bella, I love you. I know we haven't been going out for a long time but I feel it. I think I loved you from the first date when you were so excited about watching Beauty and the Beast outside."
She got up. Just stood up I wasn't sure what was going to happen. If she would leave, say it back or start yelling at me. "Beast, my Beast. I haven't met anyone like you. You saved me from myself from that horrific break-up. I have to say I love you too, but it was when you came over and made sure I was okay when I didn't come into work. What do you say we blow this popsicle stand and we get to my place?"
I couldn't throw down a few bills fast enough. I didn't need change which was great because we could get to her house all that much faster.
Bella's POV
He loves me. He loves me! I had that feeling were I wanted to find a daisy and rip off the petals and count "he loves me, he loves me more." I couldn't believe it. I knew in my heart I loved him too. I had to tell him. Beast, my Beast, I haven't met anyone like you. You saved me from myself from that horrific break-up. I have to say I love you too, but it was when you came over and made sure I was okay when I didn't come into work. What do you say we blow this popsicle stand and we get to my place?"
Needless to say, this was the fastest I have ever seen someone pay a bill. I wanted him. If his kisses were Top Five Kisses worthy, just imagine his…ah… I can't even think about it. He had to have flown to my house. We were there so fast. I was trying to unlock the door but my fingers couldn't get them to work, he took my keys and unlocked the door. He picked me up and kicked the door closed then locked it.
He was carrying me up the stairs. He finally got to my bedroom, and to my bed.
We continued kissing, everywhere that was unclothed and available. His mouth moved to my neck, and he started to place butterfly kisses going down toward my cleavage. I couldn't get enough of him. He made it to the bed, placed me gently on my mattress, and started to take off my shirt. He stopped kissing me, as he was doing this, he looked at me, and as if I was the only one he could see. It was so romantic. Edward never did that for me. I always had to do it.
"Damn Belle, you are so beautiful. Do you know that?" He told me as he was taking my shirt off.
I started to lift my hands to unbutton his shirt but he stopped me. "Belle, I want you. I want to see you first. You are so radiant." I was gushing right about now. He was going to make me swoon, with his romantic talk. I let him have his wish. He took his large hand, with little callouses on the fingertips from catching a football for the last 20 years. It was driving me crazy. I couldn't form a sentence in my brain if my life depended on it.
He started to unbutton my pants; he slid them off, now he left me in my purple boy shorts. I was squirming under his loving gaze.
"You are so beautiful, but I think I may be a little over dressed eh, Belle?" he asked. I nodded my head. He started to sing, the stripper song as he was undressing. I couldn't help but laugh as he did this, it was him, I was so happy.
He got to his boxer-briefs and I stopped him, that what I wanted to take off. I sat up off the bed, crawled over to him, and kissed his wide chest. He was beautiful, he was big, now all I had to worry about was big he is. I slowly worked my way down following a thin happy trail of fine brown hair. I kissed him at the elastic of his boxers and started to work them down over his hips.
I stared at him; I couldn't believe his is, he was a lot bigger than Edward. I was wondering if he would fit. But I didn't have time to think of it as Emmett flipped me on to my back and ripped off my panties.
He kissed me all over. He looked me in the eyes and kissed my lips and entered me. I couldn't think straight, there was nothing I could even say. I was moaning as he was thrusting.
"Belle, my love, open your eyes, I want to see you when you come." I looked at him with wide eyes as I felt this wave come over me. Holy cow! This is want an orgasm feels like eh? I thought.
We held each other as we feel asleep. If this was happiness, I was great. I could feel like this for ever. I was so happy that we didn't have work tomorrow.
I awoke to a pair of lips on my face, Emmett had one of the biggest smiles, I have ever seen.
"Belle, I have breakfast for you, if you're hungry."
"Mmm, what is it?" I asked still a little sleepy.
"Some of your favourites, pancakes with turkey bacon and syrup." He said as I got a whiff of the breakfast he was describing. "I thought you might enjoy breakfast in bed."
I smiled; we ate, talking about nothing and everything. We didn't have to talk about last night because we both knew it was time for us to sleep together- it was where our relationship was.
We spent the day watching movies and making- out, I felt like I was seventeen again.
Monday morning came, we both had a full load of classes to teach and Emmett had to finish up the football season. My class was very rowdy today, I have no idea why, and I hope that my other classes won't be like that later today.
By the end of the day I was bushed, the kids were crazy; after all it was a three day weekend. Now I needed to go home and mark homework and call my girlfriends as to what happened over the weekend. I think I will let my teaching responsibilities go tonight and invite Alice and Rose over for some much needed girl time.
Hey girls, my place at 5pm need to tell you stuff! Bring the wine! ~B
I got a response back from both girls saying they're on, and now I have to let my awesome boyfriend know that I am having a girls' night. I should see if he can take Tippy tonight. He agreed, now I was ready for my sisters' to come over.
It was coming on to 5pm, and I heard a knock on the door. I knew who it was- Alice. She always had this repetitive annoying knock.
I opened the door, and I felt this boa constrictor vice grip around my frame. "Uh, Alice, I can't breathe!"
Rose walked in and gave me a small hug, we all sat down on my couch and I got the look you know the one when your best friends look at you wanting to get all the information you have.
I looked back at them and bit my lip. "Come on now girlie, I want the 411 and I want it now." Alice told me.
I poured the wine and got down to my story. "Emmett picked me up and we went out to dinner. We had a wonderful meal. He told me he loved me." The girls awed and asked how he said it. I told them his speech. Their jaws hit the floor.
"Why doesn't Jasper tell me stuff like that?" Alice huffed.
Rose just crossed her arms and said something about Em teaching the guys a few lessons on romance.
"ItoldhimIlovedhimtoo." I got out in one word. My girls looked at me and tried to understand what I said.
"Oh my god, you said it back to him!" screeched Alice. I nodded, that was the only thing I could do. I was ambushed with hugs from them both. We were all so happy.
"So, how was he in bed?" Ever the blunt talker, Rose asked. I blushed, what else is new?
"Let me just say this, I am still shaking." I smiled, that was enough for them to figure out what happened last night.
After a glass of wine, as it was a school night, the girls left making me promise to have a triple date sometime over the weekend. I texted Em to let him know I was going to sleep and if he wanted to come over he could, he knew where the key was.
The week flew by; classes were getting to the end as the holiday season was coming up and so it was exam time.
It was finally Saturday, Emmett has stayed over at my house for the past week and now we were getting ready for our triple date. I had no idea where we planned to go; all I knew was that we needed to be comfortable. So I was in jeans and a nice t-shirt.
Emmett was driving to the place we were meeting everyone. I looked at the sign Golden Pins, we were going bowling, and thank goodness I had my socks on. Jake was typing our names on to the computerized scoring sheet. "Hey Bells, how's it going?" Jasper yelled to me.
"I'm good. And you?"
"Great! Alice and I have set a date for the wedding." He told us with a huge smile on his face.
"So when will it be Alice?" Emmett asked her, he too had a smile on his face. Maybe he already knew the answer because he was out with the guys yesterday.
"It will be the second weekend in July. And I already have a venue, Jasper's ranch in Texas. And I already have my maid of honours, both you and Rosalie!" She squealed.
I was ecstatic, finally there was a date. This had to have been the longest engagement I have ever seen as it has been going on since high school when they had fallen in love. But I was happy none the less for them.
We had a ball bowling, I was teased by Emmett because I rolled the ball back towards the seats where my friends were sitting. It's not my fault I suck at any sort of sports. Emmett was whipping everyone's butt in the game, and he was letting us know that. He was doing his touchdown dance every time he would get a strike or a spare, which happened a lot.
We played for another hour or so, before we were getting too tired. Both Em and I had stuff to do for work. And I am sure that the rest of the gang had something to so at home.
We were driving back to my place when I turned to Emmet and blurted out; "Move in with me." He turned his head and looked at me for a second. This had to have been the longest second in history.
Emmett pulled into an empty parking lot, and shut of the engine. "Bell, my love, I would love to move in with you." He kissed me. We proceeded to make out in the car.
A/N: Now is where I will start to rewrite…I hope you enjoyed the chapter, remember to review because reviews make me smile.