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Chapter 6

Coach Clapp split us up into three teams. The first two teams were going to go against each other first and whoever won today would compete against the third team. There were twenty-two kids in the class, fifteen boys and seven girls, including me. One boy, James, had to sit out because of a broken right arm. Team one included; Danny, Conner, Edward, Marcus, Ben, Angela and myself. Team two included; Darla, Mercedes, John, Ron, Brandon, Mark and Mike, who kept eyeing me. The last four boys; Josh, Sean, Kevin and Dylan made up the last team with Jessica and Lauren.

Coach had brought out a basket full of pucks, along with blue and red sticks.

"Team one, blue. Team two, red. Move it!"

"I'm goalie!" Conner said loudly. He ran over to the goal after grabbing a blue hockey stick.

"I can play up front on the left, I was the best scorer on my last team." Edward looked at me surprised and then smirked.

"I'll be on the right, then. Danny you serve. Marcus and Ben, you guys are defense and Angela you're playing midfield," Edward instructed. They clapped their hands together and headed to their spots in the huge gym.

The opposing team mimicked our play formation. Brandon stood in the middle of the gym opposite Danny, awaiting the serve.

"Ready, boys?" Coach asked.

They nodded.

He dropped the puck and Danny got first dibs. He passed it to me and I moved forward with the puck, pushing it side to side. I passed it to Edward, so I could get past Mark. I looked to my right and Edward nodded and passed it back to me after swiftly dodging Mercedes.

I brought the puck up in front of Darla, who was guarding the goal. I passed it to Edward, and then moved passed Darla and toward Mike, who guarded the goal. After Edward shook Ron, he passed it to me and I hit it as hard as I could into the goal.

Coach Clapp blew the whistle.

"Team Blue; One," he shouted. We clapped and cheered.

Edward walked up behind me and I felt his breath on the back of my neck and his lips by my ear. "Nice shot. We should play one on one some time." I blushed. He ran his finger down my spine through my hoodie, which made me shiver.

He walked back to his spot for the next round, smirking. I glared at him and walked back to my spot. We went back and forth like that for about forty-five minutes.

My team had won; eleven to eight. That was one a hell of a game. Everyone put their sticks back in the box and went to the dressing rooms. We had about fifteen minutes until class was over. I changed back into my jeans and t-shirt before heading back out to the gym. I sat back down on the bleacher. Edward came soon after, but was stopped by Lauren and Jessica.

"Hey, Edward, You were so hot out there." I guess that was Lauren's attempt at being sexy, swaying her hips. I wanted to gag.

"Yea, you were great," Jessica purred, if you can call it that. She touched Edward's chest and I felt slightly agitated by that. Edward looked disgusted and . . . scared? I laughed at his facial expression. He managed to weasel himself out of their grasp and sit down next to me.

"Is something funny?" he asked slightly irate.

"Nothing, It's just your face. You looked so . . . scared." I couldn't hold in the laughter anymore. He glared at me and then smiled. I looked behind me and the bitches shot daggers at me again and I rolled my eyes. We were dismissed a few minutes later.

"Where are you going now?"

"I don't know. I didn't have any plans, but I'm open to suggestions," I offered.

"Well, why don't we go to the field? It's wide open and we could play a little one on one." He raised his brows and cracked that crooked smile. My breathing became labored. It took me a minute before I could speak again.

"I don't have my hockey stick with me," I said dejectedly.

He shook his head.

"Don't worry about it. We'll go back to our rooms and get ready. I'll come get you in fifteen minutes. Sound good?" I nodded.

We made it to the car and drove back to the Twilight Building. I felt strangely happy about playing with or against Edward. I was the best field hockey player at my old school; I was captain actually. We went to nationals and won by three points. I had trophies in my room, but I had to hide them so Charlie wouldn't beat me with them, destroy them or both.

I shuddered at the thought of Charlie again. Edward glanced at me. I shook my head to let him know I was okay. When we made it back to the building, I got out of the car and walked to the door.

"I'll knock on your door." he said and I nodded.

We took the elevator. I hit the button for the fifth floor and he hit the button for the tenth. I rushed out of the elevator and to my room. I wasn't sure if Rose and Alice were there or not, but when I opened the door and looked around nobody was there. I rummaged through my closet and found a pair of blue sweats and a long sleeved, skin tight black shirt. I found my tennis shoes under my bed. How they got there, I have no idea. I changed in the bathroom and pulled my hair into a ponytail. I grabbed my hoodie that matched the sweats, in case I got cold. I wasn't sure how long we'd be out there. I heard a knock on the door.

"Hey," I said when I answered the door. Edward chuckled. "What's so funny?" I checked myself to make sure I didn't forget anything important.

"We match."

I looked at him and he indeed had the same sweat pants on and a black shirt. The shirt, again, showed how muscular his chest was. I stared for a minute until I heard his chuckle, music to my ears.

"It's not polite to stare," he said. I glared at him.

"Let's go, before I change my mind."

I locked the door behind me and we made our way to the car. The field was a little ways far back on the campus. My jaw dropped when I got full view of it. It was set up just like a regular hockey field, but it was just bigger and it had tall spotlights surrounding it. It was huge.

"People don't really play here much, but maintenance still takes care of it." He pulled into a parking spot and then went to help me out of the car. When I was out, he walked back to the trunk. He pulled out two debeer707's (A/N: picture on profile). That was my favorite type of hockey stick. They were the only ones I ever used.

"How did y-…those are my favorite sticks," I stuttered as he grinned.

"Mine too. I wasn't sure if you'd like these. Not many people do."

"Well, I do, now let's go!" I grabbed the stick that looked the smallest and ran to the middle of the field.

Edward ran after me, catching up quicker than anyone I've ever seen.

"We're playing with tennis balls since I couldn't find my shin guards."

Shin guards? He has guards?

"You have shin guards?"

"Yup, If I'd found them I would've brought a real ball."

Of course he would, I thought.

We played for hours. He taught me how to dodge and keep the ball at the same time; which was something I struggled with a lot, but didn't have anyone to teach me how to do it right. It was fun. The most fun I'd had in a long time.

It started to get chilly after the big spotlights turned on and I was hungry and exhausted. When we got back to the car, I was going to grab my hoodie, but I'd left it in the room, on my bed. I shivered and Edward put the equipment in his trunk and pulled out a big black hoodie. He handed it to me when he got in the driver's seat.

"Here you go." he smiled.

I pulled the hoodie over my head and fixed my messy ponytail. I pushed the sleeves up so I could get my hands out. It smelled just like him; that cool sweet smell. The scent wasn't natural, it's indescribable. It was just like him and I loved it. I smiled and sniffed the sleeves when I thought he wasn't looking. I was so focused on his hoodie that I didn't pay attention to where we were going.

"Where are we going?" He grinned at my question.

"You'll see."

We drove for about another fifteen minutes and he finally pulled up in front of a nice restaurant. I read the name that was written above the doors, La Bella Italia. Edward parked the car and came over to my side to open the door. I got out and we walked up the steps to the entrance. He held it open for me and I walked in. It looked incredibly expensive and I suddenly felt insignificant.

"Edward, look at what I'm wearing. We can't eat here." He smiled at me.

"You look beautiful to me." I blushed.

We got a table and ordered some water with lemon. Edward looked a little nervous. I tried to glance at my menu, but Edward was fidgeting too much for me to actually read anything. I closed it and looked at him.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just . . . wanted to say I'm sorry." His green eyes pierced mine. I fought to control my breathing.

"F-for what?" I managed to whisper.

"For what I did the other night; I didn't mean to scare you or anything like that. I was just worried and I thought it was something I did."

"It wasn't anything you did. It was …"

I was stopped by the waitress coming up to us. She introduced herself as Amber and after ogling Edward for a few seconds; she asked what our or his order was going to be. He gestured to me and I ordered the first thing I saw on the menu; mushroom ravioli. (A/N: I know you guys remember that!) Edward got the same. When she walked away, Edward looked at me and nodded for me to continue.

"It's something someone else did."

"Who?" he asked.

"I can't tell you right now. I'm not ready for you to know that yet." He sighed and looked down at the table. "I'm sorry," I whispered. He looked up at me again.

"Sorry for what?"

"I want to tell you, but I feel that it's not the right time."

"Oh," was all he said. I felt bad for not telling him now. I wanted to tell him, so bad. But it didn't feel right and to add to that, I was scared. I didn't want him to find out; even though I'd already told Alice and Rosalie. They wouldn't leak what I said to anybody. I trusted them and they knew that.

The food came and it looked delicious. We dug in as soon as Amber walked away. She had an unsatisfied look on her face. Two seconds later, I looked up from my plate and she was crouching behind a bush decoration glaring at me. She jumped when I spotted her and I chuckled silently. She disappeared around the corner and Edward looked confused.

"You had an audience and I got rid of it for you." His brows furrowed, but he didn't say anything.

The food was really good, but the entire time, I was the only one really eating. Edward just kept looking at me. It was making me a little uncomfortable and slightly self conscience. He would only look down to take a bite of his food.

EPOV

Damn, she was beautiful! I thought. The way the light over the table highlighted the red tint in her hair. The way her eyes would shine when she looked at me. I could practically hear her heart speed up when I looked at her. That was all I could do while we ate in silence. She ate like she was in the presence of a king or something. Her face was angelic, she was angelic.

I only wish I could know what was really wrong with her. She told me she thought it wasn't the right time to tell me, but I knew that there was something else behind it. I could see it in her eyes. 

They looked pleading, like she was telling me to wait. I would wait for her. No matter what or however long it took for her to tell me the truth, I would wait.

While we played field hockey, she seemed happy. Happier than she'd been her entire life. She really enjoyed herself. She played like a monster and she even beat me in a few of the games. She had trouble with some of her moves, but I gladly helped her with them. Whenever I would touch her, she acted dazed. I could feel a current go through us whenever we touched. I liked it. No, I loved it. I wish I could feel that every day.

Amber came back when we were finished. Bella looked irritated by her. I gave the waitress a fifty and told her to keep the change. As Bella stood from her seat, the waitress shot daggers at her. I had to suppress a growl. How could anyone be mad at someone so beautiful, like Bella? We walked out of the restaurant and to the car. The clock on the dashboard read ten minutes to eleven. It was way late and we had school tomorrow. On the drive back to school, Bella was fast asleep.

I couldn't help but stare at her, even though I was driving at a ridiculously fast speed. The way her chest rose and fell underneath my hoodie was captivating. I'd get lost in her dreaming eyes. When we got back, she didn't wake up when I tried to wake her, so I carried her. I managed to lock my car doors and pressed the button for the elevator once inside the building. Bella curled into my chest, gripping my shirt like she did before, but not as tightly. She murmured my name a few times and sighed. My heart fluttered each time and a smile made its way across my lips.

I walked down the hall of the fifth floor and knocked on Bella's door. I heard some noises in the room before some fumbling and then the door opened. Alice came out and she practically squealed.

"Edward! What's wrong with her? What did you do to her?!" She was throwing questions at me faster than I could drive.

"Alice, shut up," I hissed and she stopped. "She's just sleeping. She wouldn't wake up when we got back, so I had to carry her up here. Now move so I can lay her down. I can't hold her all night." Although I wish I could (not while standing up, though). Alice moved out the way and I walked in and lay her on her bed after prying her fingers from my shirt. I kissed her on her forehead and whispered, "Goodnight, love," in her ear. She stirred, but didn't wake up.

"Bye, Alice," I said as I walked passed her. Her eyes were shining with delight. I knew she thought we were the cutest couple, but right now, nothing seemed to be happening with us. I would just have to wait.

I took the elevator up to the last floor of the building and walked to the end of the hall to my room. I had a single room because I liked my privacy and I couldn't deal with Emmett's jokes all the time. Emmet and Jasper had a room together. I would never understand how Jasper could put up with him. I took a hot shower, threw a pair of shorts on and lay down in my bed. I thought of Bella as I drifted off to sleep.

BPOV

I woke to Alice jumping on my bed, again screaming for me to get up. I wondered how I got here. The last thing I remember was getting in Edward's car and then falling asleep. He must've carried me up here. I still had his hoodie on and it still smelled like him. I liked that smell. I wished I could wake up to it every morning.

Alice forced me into the shower again. The same as yesterday, she and Rose did the same thing; my hair and makeup. My outfit today was a pair of black dress slacks and a white button up shirt. Alice gave me a tan low cut sweater to go over it. It showed some cleavage, but not too much. I was grateful.

I told Alice and Rose what I did yesterday and why I hadn't answered any of their messages. I'd checked my phone and I had like twenty messages between the two of them. Alice squealed one too many times and Rose looked smug.

The walk with Jasper was good. I told him about what happened yesterday and he had the same look Rose had; smug. Maybe it was a twin thing. I watched him as we walked. I watched how his blonde hair blew in the slight breeze and how his muscles shown through his brown sweater. They weren't as defined as Emmett's, but more defined than Edward's. I could see why Alice was 'in love' with him. She had herself quite a catch. When he caught me looking, he smiled and I blushed looking down at the ground.

Lunch was good, too. Gym was the same except that Lauren tried to trip me coming out of the dressing rooms and Jessica threw a ball at me. Edward glared at them and they only looked at him 'seductively'. I wanted to gag, again. Lauren's team lost against mine. She and Jessica hardly did anything except complain about how they would break a nail or something if they put too much work into ACTUALLY playing the game.

When class was over and Coach told us to go change, Lauren walked up behind Edward and wrapped her arms around him from behind. He jumped and she whispered something in his ear and then smiled. He smiled, and then said something back. She immediately dropped her arms and he hurried away from her before she could collect herself.

Mike kept trying to touch me and flirt with me. I'd refused to go out with him a hundred times, but the guy just wouldn't get the message!

It pretty much went on like that for the next few weeks. The only thing that changed was the sport that we played in gym class. We went from field hockey, to volleyball, to flag football.

The Cullens and the Hales were great friends. The best friends I'd ever had. I hadn't thought about my past once since I'd been with them.

"My birthday's next week," I sighed as I plopped down on the couch after school one Friday afternoon. Alice practically screamed.

"Are you serious?! We're going to have so much fun planning your party." I shook my head.

"No, Alice! I don't want a party. I don't even know people who would even want to come to that party."

"You don't. But I do." She whipped out a notepad and started scribbling things down. Rose came over soon after.

"Alice, what are you doing?" She sat down next to me with a bowl of popcorn.

I grabbed a handful and mumbled, "Planning my birthday party," before popping it in my mouth. Rosalie practically jumped three feet in the air.

"Are you serious?" She sounded just like Alice.

"Yup," Alice answered.

Over the next FOUR hours they discussed decorations, places to hold the party, clothes, even down to the colors on the invitations! They sometimes stopped to ask me a random question about something. Unbelievable! A party! I don't do parties, but I knew they would throw a party whether or not I wanted one. I sighed in defeat and watched a little T.V. This was going to be a long week.

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