Hey people. I'm sorry to keep you all waiting, again. It's so unlike me but I'm having some problems getting enrolled in school and writer's block can be a bitch! (pardon my other french). So with that said I give you half a chapter or three fourths of a chapter or however much you want it to be. It's just fluff you know so don't get all worked up. hehe. Um...hopefully I'll be able to post again on friday BUT if not definitely expect a post on monday. This isn't edited although I have read over it a million times to get past my writer's block. (didn't work, though) I'll probably do a one-shot about Edward and Bella or something to get this nagging plot thing out of my head so look out for that.
A few announcements:
THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! To Little Silver Rose. She has stuck by me since I last posted. She kept me company and talked to me and laughed with me and everything. She even helped me through a bit of my writer's block. She practically kept me sane while I was trying to write this chapter! I could'nt be any more grateful. OH! And I LOVE your dog! Give her a hug for me, would you? THANKS AGAIN!
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"Oh yes she finally asleep! sneaks snakes into her bed and sets up a video camera to catch all the live action That should show her not to mess with me anymore." Em.C.
Um...waiting4haykin that was Em's response to you taking a 'nap' in that review you sent me. And I did talk to Edward. Just PM me and we'll work something out okay?
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Once again, ilovemclife continues to make my day with her SUPER long reviews. I'll try to throw in Carlisle for you a little more in the future to make you happy. Love you! SHe was the only one that calculated how long i would take Mike to complete the community service hours he has. She says and one hour a day is would take him over six years to complete it all. Funny...lol!
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chocome126 has succeeded in seducing Emmett to do 'something' in Edward's room while Rosalie was on vacation somewhere and I have to take the fall for it, unfortunately. With that said, when Rose gets back and when/if she finds out what Emmett did, and/or who, it's my ass and soon it would be hers too. And to top it all off I have a raging pack of newborn running after my ass so yeah...if I don't post by Monday you all will know that I'm dead...
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Chapter 17
BPOV
When we reached the stadium it was obvious that we were going to a game but the real question was; what's the game? As we made our way in I took in the sight of the stadium. It had high ceilings that were glass windows and hundreds of concession stands. People were walking all around.
He led me through a walkway to a field filled to the brim with black seats. Almost every seat was filled save for some random empty ones. When we reached our seats which were pretty close to the field I took a good look at it and the people on it.
I gasped, realizing where we were.
"Edward, tell me this isn't what I think it is."
"It is."
I couldn't believe it.
"Edward…" I breathed. I managed to tear my eyes away from the field hockey field to look at him.
He was beaming.
"You said that you'd never been to a national game before and I wanted to surprise you."
I all but jumped him when he finished talking. I kissed him a number of times mumbling 'thank you' in between some of them.
"Ladies and Gentleman, welcome to Meyer Stadium!" A man announced.
Lights came on around the top of the field as it was getting dark. It was an open field so you could see the sky darken as time went by. People started to quiet down and take their seats.
"Tonight we have the Pennsylvania Sabers…" The crowd erupted into louder than loud cheers and screams. There blue and white color flags, jerseys, streamers, etc all around me.
"…the top field hockey champions on the west coast!" If it were possible the cheers became even louder.
"They are going up against the North Carolina Cougars." The crowd erupted into cheers again but they weren't as loud. I could actually here myself think this time.
I saw the players from Pennsylvania run from a corner at the bottom of the field and the players from North Carolina do the same from a different corner of the field. Their colors were purple and black.
I saw the captain of the Sabers, Michael Shaffer, number one, talking to the team, probably discussing strategy. He had shaggy dark brown hair and a build that resembled Jasper's. He was my favorite player, one of the best in the country, really. He could score like it was nobody's business and was a pretty good blocker, too.
I wasn't too fond of the women's field hockey; it wasn't rough enough for me. Men's was more exciting.
Edward leaned over the seat to whisper in my ear.
"You know who that is, don't you?" He asked pointing to Shaffer. I nodded my head. "What about him?"
"Not him." He pointed to a man three away from Shaffer. He had cropped blonde hair and fair skin. His build was similar to Edward's. "Him,"
"Um…That's Erin Wright." I told him. "The best blocker on the PA team,"
Edward nodded and then pointed to the captain of the opposing team.
"That is… Jay Williamson, captain and best scorer for North Carolina. He's pretty good, but I don't think he stands a chance against the Sabers." Edward chuckled next to me.
I saw the goalies get into place at the huge white nets on either side of the field. Their suits were as huge and padded as ever. Eight guys from each team took their positions on the field. The captain of the PA team and the captain of the NC team walked to the center of the field with referee.
I looked up from the field to big screen that was across from me mounted above some stadium seats.
It showed the ref and the two captains standing in the center circle. The ref held the ball in the air and Shaffer and Williamson got ready. The clock started as soon as the ball, dropped by the ref, hit the grass.
Shaffer got first dibs as he hit the ball towards one of his teammates behind him. The Cougars on the field moved backward to protect their goal as the Sabers moved forward with ball.
There was pushing, shoving, grunting, and yelling.
Shaffer passed the ball to one of his teammates I hadn't seen the name of. I squinted to see the names but they were so far out in field I couldn't see. They looked like little colorful blotches running around with sticks. It was funny looking at first.
The ball was being passed to every player that was open. I saw a hole in the Cougars' formation and since I was rooting for the Sabers I hoped that Shaffer or someone on the team saw it.
The crowd's cheering seemed to grow louder. My guess was that they saw it too. They egged the Sabers on.
Jack White, I realized when I saw his face on the big screen across from me, was on the field. He was the second best scorer for the Sabers, Shaffer being number one.
White was passed the ball from someone behind him seeing as he was unguarded and open for a shot to put the first point of the game on the score board. As soon as the Cougars saw where the ball was going one of the players ran toward White holding his stick in a manner that was meant to steal the ball before he could do anything with it.
When White got the ball he turned his body along with the stick in the direction of the goalie. He dodged the player form the opposing team, running past him so he was left in his dumbfounded behind him.
He made his way to the shooting circle so he couldn't foul for trying to score outside of it.
The goalie focused on him. White led the ball closer to the goal. When he got to where he wanted to be he raised his stick and hit the ball, hard enough to make it in the goal but soft enough to not hurt anyone if it didn't make it.
The goalie tried to block it but he made his move, a second too late, landing on his knees with his stick poking out in a funny position. The referee blew his whistle as the ball made it in. I jumped out of my seat in joy of them scoring first.
I clapped my hands and yelled and made whistling noise with my fingers in my mouth. Edward laughed next to me and did the same rising to his feet. The crowd around us roared with glee as the announcer said who scored the goal and how much time was left in the first half.
The game went on relatively like that. Shaffer and White worked the Cougars like a stick-thin woman on a treadmill, of course it was with the help of their other teammates, but they were the MVP's of the game.
It was fast, suspenseful, loud, and exciting.
At halftime the score was six to two, Sabers up. The two teams ran into the locker rooms under the stadium. Edward and I left our seats to make a quick bathroom and concession run. He was waiting outside the bathroom when I walked out.
I turned my head once I got to the entrance and saw an extremely long line of ladies, some with kids, lined against a wall waiting for the bathroom. I bet they're happy that halftime is a half an hour and not five minutes like they were when I played. But of course I was in high school so that was a completely different story.
I had thought about maybe going pro in field hockey but then Charlie got in the way as he always did when I was headed for something good.
I sighed.
Edward saw this as he took my hand, intertwining our fingers.
"What's wrong, love?" Concern was rich in his voice.
I kept my eyes on the floor as we walked. I felt my lip quiver as I remembered Charlie. I hadn't talked about him since Tuesday and my nightmares have ceased with the exception of a few about my mother…
Something wet and warm rolled down my cheeks.
Something tugged on my hand.
I stopped walking and turned to see Edward staring at me. His concern was no full fletched worry and fear. There was something else but I couldn't fathom it.
"Bella, what's wrong?" he asked. "You're crying."
"Nothing," I answered a little too quickly.
I didn't want to talk about him again. It'd ruin my mood, but seeing as how that already happened I didn't want to ruin his. But with the way he was looking at me it seemed I already did.
"You're thinking about him again, aren't you?"
I looked down at the floor again. He knew me well.
"I'm sorry. It's just that…I don't know…he still…haunts me." I whispered.
Edward came closer to me and wrapped his warm strong arms around me. He stroked my hair and pressed his lips to my forehead.
"Bella, I don't want to you to think about him tonight. Tonight is supposed to be fun and nothing else. I want you to be happy."
I shook my head against his chest. After all this time it was still hard to believe what he was saying. But I couldn't doubt him. Never would I doubt him.
Why does that bastard of man have to ruin my mood, I thought to myself.
"As long as I'm here he can't hurt you. I won't leave you alone, ever." He vowed.
Edward pulled back to look in my eyes. he wiped the tears away with his thumbs and smiled his crooked smile. I smiled back but only slightly.
"I believe you." I said.
His smile grew and he kissed me, fervently. Right smack dab in the middle of people traffic. I vaguely heard cat-calls and people clapping.
When he pulled back I was breathless and my face was flushed. I felt a coiling in my stomach that tightened the more Edward looked at me. I saw fire in his eyes. It made me want him in an unhealthy and oh so pleasant way.
I blushed as a few 'bad' thoughts ran through my head.
Edward grabbed my hand and lead me to a concession stand and then back the stadium. my mind was only half focused on the game this time because of something that popped into my head. I smiled at the thought and then my mind began to work on something that would be oh so delicious...
Dun, dun, dun... sorry about the cliffy. You may call me the Cliffy Queen...hehe. OH! I want to thank SheHowRansWithVampires for being the fifth reviewer of chapter 16. Your review came about a half an hour after i posted the next chapter I believe. So even though it was late here's what I'm going to do. You can spend a day or two with any character of your chosing. PM me and I'll have it set up for you. 'Kay? Now, as for everyone else, check out this C2 called Twilight Addicted. My story has been added there. Go visit it. -. Review count to beat is 35. As usual a character of your choosing will reply to your reviews. They would like some love as well. And Edward will do the disclaimer if said review count is beaten.
Reader4Lyfe, peace!