Yay! I'm back! I was busy finishing up Last Sacrifice by Rachelle Mead and wasn't able to update. Sorry peoples, but here's chappie 5!

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Scarlet POV

"Number seven, Scarlet Swan, takes her position for the penalty kick." The announcer blared over the speaker system at our home field. Our first game of the season and I was the one that came down to whether we win or not. Lovely. Not to mention that all of La Push and Forks was here to witness it. No pressure or anything. The only reason I was even doing this was because some bitch stiff-armed me in the penalty box. She got red carded for it too.

I gulped as I approached the ball. "Why God? Why me?" I know I was Striker and all but did I have to be the one to take the do or die shot? I lined up with the ball at the perfect angle for my right foot to collide and send it sailing for the synthetic net. The goalie from Forks High was bent over, ready to intercept my shot. Adrenaline shot through my veins as I waited for the Referee to blow his whistle. I hopped in place and shook out my nerves. I didn't make eye contact with the goalie, knowing that she would do everything in her power to psyche me out. The whole crowd was on edge, waiting for the final shot that each team had at kicking off the season on a good start. The coaches were as far on the field as they were able to go, the teammates sitting at attention waiting for that call from the Ref to give the go.

And there it was!

The Referee blew his whistle and it seemed like time slowed down for me. I didn't look at the goalie. I didn't look at the Ref. I didn't even look at the ball. Instead I stared strait ahead at the goal where I was going to launch that ball. In the second that the ball touched me I could feel the rubber and plastic material warp to my foot and sail forward just as fast as it had made contact. The goalie hadn't been expecting me to go for the upper right corner, but instead she dove for the left. Too high. Too high! I moved into action when the ball ricocheted off the top post and came back at me. I was able to get in position but I couldn't head it in, so I bounced it off my chest and to my feet to kick it in before the goalie could dive for the other side.

All of the La Push residents cheered as the whoosh of the ball hitting net sounded. I was still going in slow motion but was yanked out of that daze when hands wrapped around me and lifted me into the air. "The Wolves win! The La Push Wolves win, four to three!" my ears rumbled with the sound of the cheering crowd save the people of Forks.

Townsend congratulated everyone after the game and let us disperse with no practice on Monday, leaving the weekend free! "Yes! No practice!" I pumped my fists in the air as everyone started to leave.

"Is that all you're happy about?" Leah asked playfully from the bench where she was changing into flip-flops.

I laughed and sat next to her on the cold metal benches. "Yep. That means I don't have to worry about getting up early and can sleep in."

Picking up our stuff, we headed to the parking lot. "So, I hear there's a special someone in your life now."

I furrowed my brow. "What are you talking about, Lee?"

She laughed and shook her head. "I talked to Kim about a very special crab from The Little Mermaid."

I scowled at her. Sebastian. "And what exactly did she tell you?"

She shrugged but kept that annoying smirk on her face. "Oh, just that you two keep flirting s'all."

I rolled my eyes. "Figures she'd tell it like that." Kim loved to spill stuff like this with Leah. I was walking across the parking lot to my car when I saw a very suspicious figure leaning against an old black 2000 Honda Civic. "Umm, Lee, how bout I talk to you later?"

She looked in the direction of my car and a slow grin crawled on her face. "Is that him?" I debated whether I wanted him meeting her or not.

"Why?"

"Because if it is then I'm going to threaten to rip his balls off if he hurts you." She said it so casually that you would think she was talking about one of the plays we just made not even ten minutes ago.

"Leah," I warned.

She punched me in the shoulder. "Oh, come on Scar! You know how I am."

I rubbed my shoulder. "That's why I'm scared."

She shrugged again. "Oh well. Maybe some other time." She glanced to the other side of the parking lot and grinned. "Sam's here. I gotta go. Text me if he asks you out!" she called as she jogged over to Sam's open arms.

I nodded to him and walked to my car. Dad had been working and Jacob and the guys were busy with schoolwork to make it. So sadly to say, I was alone for the night… but not for long apparently. "Hey, stranger." He greeted as I reached the Rover. "I saw the game. Nice ending, very melodramatic. In a good way of course." Sebastian went even far enough as to bow grandly.

I laughed. "Thanks." I felt so lame. Here he was, all polished yet disheveled in a stylish way. His hair flopped in his sparkling deep brown eyes as he smiled at me. And me? I was in my uniform that reeked of sweat and my hair looked like a hot mess most likely. I opened my car and tossed my red duffle bag in the back. In my feelings of lameness I attempted to be witty. "So what brings you here tonight, fine sir?" I kicked off my cleats and put them in the trunk with my socks and shin guards. I felt even lamer when I said that, but the smile on Sebastian said differently. It said that he didn't care if it was lame, I was being flirty and nervous and it was adorable to him.

I bit my lip as I pulled off my jersey and left my black Under Armour® on. "You of course, ma Lady." He sat next to me on the trunk. "I remembered you had a game and decided to come by and see your mad skills. And see them I did, young padawan." I laughed because he used Yoda's voice when he said the last sentence. "No, but seriously… I wanted to talk to you."

I sobered up and stared at him. "Um… okay… shoot. You have my attention." I think you could see my blush even in the dark off light in the parking lot.

Sebastian cleared his throat and wiped his hands on his jeans, not making eye contact. "Yeah, so, uh…" he rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "I was, uh… I was, uh thinking that maybe… uh, maybe you'd want to see a movie some time. With, uh, m-me." He stuttered out, still not making eye contact.

Uhhhh… my mind went blank. I didn't know what to do. I wished Kim was there to tell me what to do… but she wasn't. I had to be the big girl and figure this out. Lord give me strength.

I think the one thing holding me back from being with Sebastian was the black haired best friend that was probably stabbing his eyes out with his pencil from the Algebra homework he was stuck with. I mean Sebastian was a really good-looking guy, and he was sweet and funny. It wasn't a secret that I could get Dad to like him with one sit-down talk. It's not like I wasn't attracted to him either, so why was it so hard to say anything?

Kim's talk with me when I had first met Sebastian ran through my mind. Why not give him a shot? Why should I be held to the ground hoping for Jacob to see the big picture and maybe choose to be with me? I shouldn't, so that's why I looked in the chocolate brown eyes of Sebastian and said, "Sure. I'd love to."

There. No turning back now. A slow smile stretched across Sebastian's face. "Great. Uh, how's tomorrow work for you?"

I grinned like a schoolgirl. "Tomorrow's great."

He chuckled that rich sound that sent shivers down my spine. "Okay, well, how about five? Enough time to head to Port Angeles."

I nodded. "Five's good."

We both stood from the trunk. "Okay, well, I'll see you tomorrow." He kissed me on my cold cheek and left in his black Honda.

I touched the spot where he kissed me and bit my lip. "Yeah. See ya tomorrow." On the drive home I was going back and forth on the pros and cons of being with Sebastian.

Pro: Sebastian's a good guy.

Con: So is Jacob.

Pro: Sebastian's funny.

Con: So is Jacob.

Pro: Sebastian seems to get me in a way only very few people do.

Con: So does Jacob.

Pro: Sebastian is hot!

Con: So is Jacob.

Pro: Sebastian can help me get over Jacob.

Con: But do I really want to?

Pro: I could be with Sebastian and Jacob could have Bella.

Con: Jacob would be with Bella.

The thought of my sister and best friend being together was not something I wanted to picture. I didn't want to imagine their wedding or their children or even the way they would look at each other, like if the other weren't there then they would float away. It was too painful to think of, and not to mention that Bella would most likely want me as her Maid of Honor. I'd take the role happily but my heart would be ripping everyday that got closer to the day that I would no longer have Jacob. I would most likely become senile as I got older and be bitter about it until the day I die all alone… but with Sebastian? I would be able to bear it. It would still hurt but with him, it would ease the pain to a bearable level- hopefully.

I turned off the engine in the driveway and slumped against the steering wheel. "Why me?" I groaned. Because you were the one who said yes. I groaned to myself and got out of the car reluctantly. I slammed the car door and scowled at it. It never did anything to you. Stop acting like a spoiled child. I muttered to myself as I went inside, slinging my duffle bag over my shoulder. I slammed the front door less intensely than the car door but it still made a loud bam!

"What's got your panties in a bunch?" Dad grunted from his seat in the living room, wearing his usual jeans and flannel shirt.

I stomped into the living room, threw my stuff on the floor, and huffed sitting down on the couch. I couldn't tell him that I was having boy troubles but I couldn't just leave him hanging so I told him an excuse that was true and false. "The defender from Forks stiff-armed me in the game. She got red-carded and I got a penalty kick. We won four to three." He grunted and took a swig of his Vitamin-R beer.

"You didn't hit her back did you?" I rolled my eyes.

"No,"

"Shame." He muttered taking another swig. I cracked a smile and shook my head.

"Crazy old man." I muttered to myself.

Dad raised his eyebrows. "I may be a crazy old man, but this crazy old man is the one who gave you life."

I rolled my eyes again, grinning now. "You helped." He chuckled and took another swig. "What are you doing home anyway? I thought you were working."

He nodded. "I was. I got off when you had about ten minutes left in your game. I wasn't going to make it so I came home instead and decided to wait for ya."

"Okay… um, I'm not going to be able to cook dinner tomorrow."

"Why?"

I hesitated and blushed. I really liked not having to tell Charlie that I was going out on a date, but those days are now gone. "I have a date." I stood and grabbed my bag.

"With who?" I could hear the surprise in Charlie's voice.

I shrugged even though I knew he couldn't see me cause I was in the laundry room putting my things in the washer. "A guy from school."

"Do I know him?" The discomfort in my fathers voice would have been comical if I hadn't been just as embarrassed.

"No. He just moved here. His step-dad wanted to move back to La Push and he went with him and his mom." I came back after hanging my duffle bag in the laundry room and starting a load.

Dad pursed his lips and fiddled with his half empty can of beer. "I wanna meet this boy. Does he have a name?"

I sat back on the couch. "His name's Sebastian and you'll meet him tomorrow. He's picking me up at five to go see a movie in Port Angeles."

Dad nodded. "Good… Good." He grunted.

I rolled my eyes again. "I'm going to get in the shower. Night." I kissed him on the cheek and headed upstairs to get clean. The moment I got out of the shower and in my room, I hadn't even gotten dressed when my phone rang. Looking at the caller ID I saw Kim's smiling face appear and sighed. "Hello, Kimmy."

"OMFG! Why didn't you tell me that Sebastian was going to the game? I wanted to be there when he asks you out!" Kim's loud voice yelled through the connection.

I held the phone about three-feet away so I wouldn't need a hearing aid. "Jesus Kim. Can I not lose hearing in one ear? Because I would love to still be able to hear." Kim quickly apologized. "Anyway, why would you care if he asked me out?" I regretted that question when she repeated the whole BFV-card thing.

"So, did he finally ask you out or what?" she asked impatiently.

I sighed and sat on my bed, now dressed thanks to her long conversation. "Kim how did you even know that he was… Leah called you didn't she?"

I could see her sheepish grin. "Guilty."

I sighed out of exasperation, rubbing my temples. "Will you leave me alone if I said yes?" The static that filled the phone next was caused by her loud squeal. "Kim calm down."

"OMG! What was he wearing? How did he say it? What car did he drive? Oh, or does he drive a motorcycle? Come on girl, I want details!"

"Kim!" I snapped. "All that I'm telling you is that he asked me out and we have a date to the movies tomorrow." Before she could say anything else I beat her. "This is the end of the discussion so good night, Kim." And I hung up on her.

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