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Chapter 16

Dear Diary

Last night was ahhhhh-mazing...well minus the whole James and Jasper events...I really wish Jazz wouldn't have been so upset. I guess I had it coming, I mean I was falling for Edward while I was with Jazz (that makes me an awful person...right?) Oh I don't know...I suppose all I can hope for now is that he doesn't hate me forever (I would probably hate me if I were him)...Ok so moving on to a less upsetting subject...I think I'm in love with Edward, it's like he's my soulmate...Every time I think about him my heart beats faster, my legs get all wobbly, and my face turns beet red (well at least thats the color I think my face turns...I really can't be certain)...Anyway I've really gotta stop writing (I've got to be at softball practice in 30 min)

Until Next Time Old Friend

Bella

"So Bella, do you think you can strike me out?" James asked as I stretched for softball practice. The baseball team has almost the same practice schedule as the softball team. It makes it easier for the groundskeepers, they don't have to spend too much time at the fields, I suppose it's cheaper for the school this way as well.

"Aren't you supposed to be warming up with the baseball team James?" Rose snapped causing a few of the girls to giggle, I stayed silent.

"No offense Rosalie, but I wasn't talking to you. So if you don't mind, stay out of it!" James hissed in response. Rosalie stood up and walked right up to him. They were only separated by the chain-link fence that surrounded our practice field.

"James, can I ask you something?" She sounded calm, a little too calm.

"If you insist." James responded sounding a little confused.

"Do you enjoy getting your ass beat?" She asked. James hesitated, not knowing what she was talking about.

"What?" He finally managed to speak.

"I said, do you enjoy getting your ass beat?" She repeated.

"Yeah, I heard you the first time. I was just wondering why you ask such a dumb question." I could tell he was getting angry. He obviously doesn't like to think he's being toyed with.

"Turn around." Was all she said. I stood up to see why she had told him to turn around. A smile spread across my face as I saw what she was talking about.

James was still facing us when I got up. He had this odd look on his face, It looked as if he knew why she had told him to turn. He turned so slowly it felt as if time had slowed with him.

He turned to face four extremely pissed off baseball players each with bat in hand.

Emmett was the first to speak, "I thought you would've learned your lesson by now Jamie boy." I tried my hardest not to laugh at that last part.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." James sounded frustrated.

"Oh you have no idea huh?...Well allow me to refresh your memory." Emmett took a step closer to James before he continued. "Every time you try to give one of our girls a hard time you end up on the floor. I just figured you wouldn't want to deal with that humiliation AGAIN."

"Oh don't flatter yourself Emmett, but whatever I gotta warm-up anyway." James replied before heading to the boys field. He took no more then ten steps before turning back to look at me. "I've decided you can strike me out anytime you want baby." He didn't dare look back at the guys before he continued to the boys field.

"What the hell did he mean by that?" Maverick asked disgusted.

Rose was about to say something but I cut her off before she could speak. "Nothing, he's just being dumb." I felt eyes on me so I automatically looked at Edward. He was watching me, there were emotions in his eyes I couldn't immediately identify. I would have gone over to Edward but our coach yelled for us to get started. All I could do was smile at him before I ran to meet the rest of the girls already gathered around our coach.

"Alright ladies listen up, school starts next week so we won't be having as many practices. Now that doesn't mean you have an excuse to not practice on your own time. I want every one of you to get in at least six hours of batting practice each week." We all made sounds of displeasure at that. "Look I know that seems like a lot now, but it's really not. You don't have to do it all in the same day, that would be insane, just break it up throughout the week. Also my pitchers, where are you two?" Bailee and I stepped forward. "Alright you two only need to get at three hours of batting in." We smirked at each other. "And at least four hours of pitching." I knew there was more.

"Awe come on coach I don't need four hours I'm just the back up." Bailee pointed out.

"You're not JUST the back up, you're her relief. Which means you need to practice just as much as she does." Coach replied.

Bailee didn't even bother to respond, she just nodded her head.

"Oh and I need you girls to keep running everyday, you've got to keep your stamina up. Any questions?" No one had any. "Alright then lets get this practice started, get to your positions!" He shouted as we ran to take our places on the field.

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About thirty minutes into practice I noticed the Boy's baseball coach was talking to our coach. It was a short conversation that ended with them laughing and shaking hands. A few minutes after the boys coach left, our coach called us in.

"Alright so the coach Johnson and I thought you'd enjoy a little scrimmage with the boys."

"Oooh like Battle of the Sexes?" Kristi asked.

"Kind of. So what do you think, are you girls up to it?" He asked.

"YES!" we shouted in unison.

"OMG! How much fun is this gonna be?" Bailee squealed.

"I know, it's gonna be awesome." Kristi replied. We were all giggling with excitement as we walked over to the boys field. About ten feet from the entrance to the field Rosalie stepped in front of us causing us to stop abruptly, the girls in the back almost knocked us in the front over.

"Okay listen up girlies, we are not going to lose this game. I will NOT allow it." She held her hand up to silence one of the girls, I'm assuming. "I know you girls wanna have fun, and so do I. But I also wanna win, and we can't do that if we don't play seriously. Which means we need to forget that some of those boys are either our boyfriends or the objects of our infatuation...Becca, Stop staring and Dave."

"Sorry, I just can't help it. He's so gor-"

"STOP! What did I just say about that? Come on guys we need to be serious here." She was getting frustrated, and Rosalie is not pleasant when she's frustrated.

"Look Rose, it'll be fine. We'll play like our lives depend on it, right y'all?" I looked to the other girls for agreement, and I got it they all nodded.

"Yeah?" Rosalie looked skeptical. She was answered with more nods. "Alright then lets go KICK SOME ASS!" She yelled as she turned towards the field. The rest of us cheered in excitement.

Once we reached the field the guys were there to greet us.

"Well hello ladies, ready to lose?" Dave taunted, as Becca drooled.

"Funny I was just about to ask y'all the same thing." I spoke up. Dave was opening his mouth to say something when our coaches walked up.

"Alright we're gonna flip a coin to see who bats first. Heads, girls bat first. Tails boys." Coach Johnson proceeded to flip the coin as we all stepped back out of the way. When it landed he squatted to see what it landed on. "It's tails, sorry ladies. Take your positions." Before we dispersed to our spots Rose had us circle up.

"Ok so this is good, all we need is a few early strikeouts and they'll be easy to beat. Bella you got this, Becca focus. The rest of you play like it's the championship game." We all nodded. "Alright hands in, Kill on three." Some of the girls giggled at that. "One, two, three!"

"KILL!" We shouted, making the guys turn and look.

I was walking to the Pitcher's Mound when I felt a tug on my practice jersey, I turned to see Edward looking a little nervous which of course was absolutely adorable. Of course I was in game mode so there was no way I could allow myself to melt as I would normally have. It felt like forever as we stood there facing eachother, I wasn't sure if I should say something or wait for him to speak. I mentally cursed myself for letting him get to me the way he did, I'm a strong independent female I thought to myself just breathe and take control of the situation. I decided this was the guys way of psyching me out, DAMN THEM!

"Um…Do you need something Cullen?" That's the confident, fearless Bella I know!

"No, I uh-I just wanted to say good luck." He looked down at his cleats.

"Thanks, you too." He looked back up at me and opened his mouth to say something else, but was interrupted by a very upset Rosalie.

"Um hello…Edward do you mind leaving my pitcher alone" She was not happy at all, which made a smile appear on his face. "Bella, FOCUS!" She yelled at me.

"Yo! Ed get your butt over here!" I heard Emmett yell from the boy's dugout. Edward looked at me one last time before jogging to where the boys were.

"Ok look, I know you're like in love with that boy but you need to push all that aside. We have to win this game do you understand?" She didn't wait for me to respond.

"We can't lose and I need you focused, I'm your catcher today. We got this!" She was about to turn when she stopped and said "B. the coaches decided the boys will pitch underhand, how comfortable are you with pitching overhand?"

"I'm good with it, Mav used to make me pitch like that so he could practice hitting back home and not to brag or anything but I'm pretty much a beast no matter how I pitch!"

"Nice I'm loving the attitude! Alright we're gonna start in 2 minutes." She looked at her watch to confirm.

"Alright Miss Beast , lets show these boys what it's like to lose to a bunch of girls."

I nodded and turned to face the outfield as I always did before the first pitch. I had already begun to block everything out and was vaguely aware of someone running up to me and saying something then smacking my butt and jogging to her position. It was Kristi, I later learned. The guys of course whistled at the exchange, almost immediately I heard Coach Johnson yelling at them to settle down and be respectful. Ok enough of this Bella, time to focus I thought . Before the first pitch of every game I've ever played I face the outfield and take slow deep breaths. A technique my old pitching coach taught me, it helps me center myself and prepare for battle. I clear my mind of everything but whats ahead of me, I visualize myself striking all of my opponents out securing another victory. I'm ready.

I turned back to face my first opponent. Dave was warming up as Coach Johnson yelled "Alright! Lets get this show on the road!" Dave strolled up to the plate, with a cocky grin he pointed to left field. Idiot.

I focused on Rose as she signaled for a curve ball. I shook my head, I wanted to show Dave and the rest of the guys what they were up against, I wanted a fast ball. Rose, reading my mind, signaled for a fast ball. I nodded, enhaled deeply, wound up for the pitch and slowly released my breath as I launched a torpedo at Dave. He swung and missed, Strike One. The girls cheered as the boys yelled at Dave to get serious.

Rose tossed the ball back as Dave mock swung then took his place at the plate. She signaled for another fast ball, I nodded. Once again launching a torpedo at Dave. Swing and a miss, Strike Two. One more Bella.

The next pitch was another fast ball, much to my dismay Dave hit this one but it didn't go far Becca scooped the ball up and tagged Dave out. I was surprised she didn't seem to even notice who it was she just tagged.

Next up to bat was Jasper, as I watched him warm up I couldn't help but feel a little sad. I knew I hurt him when I kissed Edward, but at the time it didn't really matter, all that mattered was Edward. I shook my head in the hopes of erasing my previous thoughts and gaining control once again.

Jasper step up to the plate, I looked to Rose for her signal and was pleased with what she had requested. She knew we needed something Jasper wouldn't expect and I had a feeling he wasn't expecting what was about to come at him. Once again I inhaled deeply, wound up and released the ball praying he didn't hit it. He swung at the curveball, and hit it. The ball was going to fly between me and Kristi, who was postioned at third base. We both ran towards the ball, there was no way Jasper was gonna get on base. I realized that neither Kristi or I had called the ball, and if one of us didn't back off we were going to collide. Her focus was on the ball, as I tried to slow myself my cleat caught on a little hole in the dirt and I went down hard. Kristi didn't notice I had gone down until it was too late, her cleat made contact with my shoulder as she stepped and threw the ball to first base. Subsequently she lost her balance and fell backwards. Everything happened so quickly, but it all seemed to play out in slow motion. As I layed on the dirt I was vaguely aware of the throbbing pain in my right arm, my pitching arm. The awful pain stretched from my should to my forearm, and my fingers felt tingly. Ugh, this is not good. I meantly groaned.

"OHMYGOODNESS! Bella are you ok?" Kirsti was hysterical. "Bella! Bella SAY SOMETHING!" She was freaking out, but I couldn't speak.

The pain was practically unbearable, gritting my teeth I silently willed to pain to subside. I squeezed my eyes shut as I tried to push myself up with my left arm, the pain intensified as I moved my right arm and cradled it close to my body. I had never felt pain this intense, I would have cried if I hadn't been so focused on making it go away. I opened my eyes to see a crowd of hovering people. Kristi was right in front of me the rest of the girls were circling me, until both coaches jogged over. Coach Johnson told the girls to back up, while our coach looked me and the eye. He didn't speak, but his eyes spoke volumes, he could tell I was hurting. He took hold of my wrist and elbow, then he slowly pulled my cradled arm towards him.

"NO!" I yelled, he looked at me "Not yet, just give me a second." He nodded and continued to watch me. He probably would have waited forever for me to be ready but I knew I had to try and move my arm soon. I took slow deep breaths as I mentally prepared myself for the pain I was sure would intensify once I moved my arm.

"Ok, I'm ready." My voice was a little shakey when I spoke, Coach Sanders acknowledged with a small nod. Once again he very gently secured both my wrist and elbow in his hands and began to slowly pull my arm out toward him. The pain intensified in waves, each time he'd pull my arm a little further from my body the pain would get worse. Coach Sanders must have noticed my body stiffen, he stopped and just held my arm where it was. He had only been able to get it about ten inches from where I had cradled it against my chest.

When Coach Sanders looked back at me I could see he was not happy, he wasn't angry or upset, but he was definitely not happy.

"Bella, we need to get you to the hospital." He said with such authority I wasn't about to argue. "Let's get you off the ground. Are you ok to walk?" He asked.

"Yes sir, it's just…It's hard to move without…I'll be fine." I stammered.

"You sure?" I didn't respond. The truth is I wasn't sure I could move without collapsing, the slightest jolt made everything worse.

"Don't you move." He said finally, then got up and walked off towards the dugouts.

The second he was gone Rosalie was at my side.

"Bella…are you ok?" She asked in a smile voice, I looked at her, she looked so worried.

"No, but I'll be fine." She smiled sweetly, nodded her head then walked back to where the rest of the girls stood.

I was grateful they weren't crowding me anymore, it's the worst thing when you're in pain and you've got everybody right on top of you. It hit me I hadn't seen any of the guys, I looked around to see where the were. They were gathered in front of their dugout just watching me. All of their faces held the same amount of worry as the girls' had. I noticed four guys were missing, Maverick, Emmett, Jasper and Edward were not with the other guys. I looked every I could without causing too much movement, and I couldn't see them. I spotted Coach Sanders walking back to me.

"Bella, I sent some of the boys to get the stretcher." He said as he looked at the four boys that were carrying the stretcher to where we sat, well where I sat and Coach Sanders kneeled. It was the four boys I could find earlier, I smiled slightly.

"Thanks boys. Emmett, Maverick I need you to slide it under her so she can lay down on it and you four can lift and carry her to my truck." They guys were just about to slide the stretcher under my butt when I spoke again.

"It's ok Coach, I can walk. I just need some help up, please." I really didn't want to be carried off on that thing.

"Are you sure?" Coach Sanders asked.

"100% sure." I replied confidently. The pain was beginning to lessen, so I figured I could try to move.

"Alright, let's get you up then." He was about to bend down and help me up, but he wasn't quick enough. The guys had already grab ahold of me and begun to slowly and gently lift me to a standing position. I winced at the pain as they moved me. Before I knew it all four of them plus Coach Sanders were walking me to his truck. Edward managed to wrap his arm around my waist for support. I felt so bad for him being that I'm so short and he's so tall, he had to crouch.

When I looked at Edward his eyes met mine, in them I saw concern and worry. He even looked a little sad, which made me feel even worse. I was about to say something when the pain returned with a vengence.

Immediatley I froze, causing the guys to stumble at my abrupt stop. No body spoke for a minute or so.

"Can you keep going?" Maverick asked, concern heavy in his voice. I looked over at him and nodded my head. Again we slowly began to walk to the truck.

After what seemed like an eternity of pain filled steps, we made it to Coach Sanders' truck he opened the passenger side door and Maverick lifted me onto the seat. Then Jasper, Maverick and Edward climed into the back seat of the truck.

"I'm gonna get Rosalie and we'll follow you to the hospital." Emmett said. Before he closed my door he leaned in the truck and gave me a kiss on my forehead. I smiled weakly at him.

"I'll drive as carefully as I can." Coach Sanders said as he got in the truck and started the engine.

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Well y'all I know its been forever and a day and for that I'm so terribly sorry I hope y'all aren't upset with me. I'm trying to get this story finished, but its so hard because there is so much more that's gonna happen. There will be a minimum of 15 more chapters, so it's going to take some time. But I've been working on them randomly lol sometimes I get so consumed with what I want to happen in one chapter that I completely forget to finish the ones that come before it. Anyway I'm working on chapter 17,18 & 19 right now so I'm think they'll be done and at least one of them will be ready for posting in the next month or so. Again I'm soooooooo SORRY.

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