A/N: Hey everyone! I'm soooo terribly sorry I never update in like...forever, but I have now, and I'm focusing more on not copying the movie...I was really only going to have it like the movie for a little while, unitl I got to the facebook chapter...but you'll all have to wait for that! So again I'm really really sorry!
I wanted to ask people what they thought of the Twilight DVD coming out. Please let me know what all of you though of it...but I get to brag here, cause...
I GOT MY COPY OF THE TWILIGHT DVD EARLY!!! HA YES ITS TRUE!!!! :)
In my town, they get movies in early, and for some reason like to put them out for sale, so I got my copy on the Wednesday before the 21st, so about the 18th or 19th of March. I loved it all! It took me a good 5 hours to watch everyhting on both DVDS, but it was soooo worth it! The commentary when Rob Pattinson trys to speak french with the boufon if freaking hilarious! With the accent...that very alluring accent! *Sigh* And for all those who live in Vacnouver right now...
I HATE YOU ALL! I really wanted to go there and maybe get lucky and meet some of the cast, but I'm hoping they do something with the Twilight Cast here in Canada and in Ontario, preferably in Ottawa, cause I live near there....the freaks I call friends thought since the movie Twilight was filmed in the States and the DVD release parties were in the States where the cast got to do meet and greets, they should do that in Canada...have cast members go to DVD releas parties in Canada rather than the states, but thats just me.
Anyway, let me know what you all thought of the movie release, and if you went to a DVS release party. I did here and I got a hena tattoo of Twilight on my left arm...and its still there! My friend who came with me got Emmett on her arm, she's obsessed with him! Some of the girls even got JAMES on their arms! I was like are you crazy? But he is hot, so its okay! HEHE
Anyway, get on that and read...that sounded wrong! HAHA!
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, nor the characters, sadly, but I do own 4 posters, a calendar, the twilight series, a team Edward bag and shirt, 2 buttons, two wrist bands, and the directors notebook...holy shit thats alot! O well, can you blame me?
Chapter 2: Welcome To Illyria...Lets Git er Done!
(BPOV)
"You ready Bella?" Paul asked me in a hushed voice.
I stepped out of the SUV of Pauls, and adjusted my tie.
"UH.....o yeah, sure......ready..........?" I replied with a worried expression. My voice was shaking and trying to get my guys voice right wasn't helped by the shaking.
This morning, Paul stopped at Jessica's house around quarter to seven. Thankfully, Jessica's parents were already gone to work, so I could change at her house, rather than in a public place. Paul packed up my stuff in his car-which was only a soccer bag, my soccer ball, a messenger bbag with my school stuff, and another bag with clothes and sleeping stuff like sheets. The school provided comforters and pillows. I changed and walked outside, where Angela and Jessica were waiting, still in their pajamas- Angela wearing long fleece pants and a t-shirt, and Jessica in a pink silk spaghetti stapped shirt and shorts pajama set. We said our good bye's, and I promised to call them when I got settled, they were going to be out at the local mall all day.
On the drive to Illyria, Paul went over all of my training. He reminded me to walk like my brother, to speak with a deeper voice, and....try NOT to blush as much. And the most important rule of all....don't blow your cover!
Back to the present time, all over the vast parking lot, kids in uniforms were walking with boxes and bags and chatting to parents and friends towards their dorm rooms and teachers greeting parents. The school itself was gianormous!! It was brick, with giant windows, and a few building surrounding it, most likley other classrooms, since the dorm rooms were connected at the back. A two story hall for the guys, and the same for the girls (where I sould have been). There was a big pool off to the right side of the school grounds surrounded by a fence. There were kids on the soccer and football fields, and you could see the cheerleading tryouts from where I was standing.
There were tons of trees, and a vast garden in the front of the building, near the sign in front of the school saying "Welcome to new and returning students!".
As I finished fixing my tie, I suddenly became more nervous, and doubted myself. I quickly turned to Paul, who was standing on the other side of the car inbetween the door.
"Wait! Are you sure I can do this?" I hissed at him.
"Yes! I believe in you!" Paul said with a convincing smile, although I still doubted it.
I turned back around, when two guys began to walk towards te school, and were going to pass me. I nodded at them with a smile, until the one guy said, "Sup?" and continued walking. I smiled lightly and nodded my head, like my brother did all the time. When he'd become far enough away not to hear me, I freaked out on Paul.
"O my god! He knew!" I hissed back at Paul, and began to get back into the car.
Paul followed, and shut the door, and we bagan to yell at eachother, thankfully the doors were shut!
"Takemehome!Takemehome!I'mnotgoigntodoit!They'llnoticethey'llbeabletotellImeanlookatthatguyhesoknew!I'mnotgoingI'mnotgoing!!" I said quickly, while Paul said
"No!YoucandothisBella!Ididnotspendallofmytimedoingthisforyoutogiveupnow!Ididyourhairandmakupandclothesandeverythingnonoyouregoing!" and with that, he reached over and opened my door and pushed me out.
I stumbled out, almost falling flat on my ass. I straitened my clothes out, and Paul got out of the car, and handed me my other bags, and a school notebook. I glared at him the whole time.
"Okay, do the walk." he said to me.
I turned around and tried my best to walk like my brother. It looked a little funny at first, but looked better after a few steps.
"No hock a luggy (It's what Paul says in the movie, but if you don't know what it means, it's meaning to spit snot out....kinda gross if you ask me)"
I did it, and tried not to gag. That was the most disgusting thing I've ever done!
"I'm so proud!" Paul said giving me a hug. I laughed at first, but then realized I'm a guy now, so I slapped him and told him to get off.
"No remember, when you're brother calls, be sure to tell him to be home by the twelfth. That's how long I told the school you'd be away. Any longer and they'll get suspicious, and call you're mom's or dad's place alright?" Paul said. I nodded. If I were Paul, I'd bet I looked ready to shit my pants.
"No remember B. inside every girl, there's a boy......that...came out wrong....but...you know what I mean." he looked confused. I laughed.
I sighed, "Wish me luck, dude!" i pumped my fist onto my chest twice and made the peace sign to him. I've seen a few guys do that in movies. Paul laughed.
"Good luck my little grasshoper!" he laughed. I laughed to myself and turned away.
"Bella!" Paul called to me. I turned around.
I forgot my soccerball. Paul passed it to me, and I caught it with a smile.
"Be a good boy!" he smiled. I glared, but laughed.
I walked into the main office, to be greeted by a bigger, red headed lady, with big glasses rested at the tip of her nose. She wore not very much make up, but even a little would have helped her. She had a pale purple buissness suit on and black dress shoes.
"Hello! Welcome to Illyria. I'm Mrs. Cope . How may I help you?" the lady asked.
I cleared my throat. "Uh, Emmett Swan. I transferred here from Cornwall." I said in my best Emmett voice. It sounded like I swallowed rocks.
"O, yes I was expecting you. Just give me one moment and I'll get your package for you." she said and turned around behind her desk.
She came back with a red envelope, with the Illyria logo on the front.
"Now inside is a map of the school, your schedual, and your food card, just present it at the cash and it pays for your food at the cafeteria. Theres also your dorm room key. You're on the first floor, room 14. Classes begin on Tuesday so you have two days to get comfortable. Any questions?" she asked with a nice smile. She seemed like a nice lady. I smiled back
"Uh, no thankyou. That was very imformative. Thank's again. Good bye." I smiled and turned away.
I could hear mumble something about me being a nice young man. PFT! If she only knew how polite Emmett really was!
I turned around the back corner, and took out the map. It was colour coded. The green was the cafeteria,which was just down the hall. The blue were the classroooms, and the yellow was the girls dorms. The Black was the guys dorms, whcih were not very far from where I was standing.
I made my way down the hall. It seemed as if everyone was looking at me. I walked into the guys halls. There were guys EVERYWHERE!
Now normally, this would have been heaven for me, but today, I was ready to run away screaming.
Tall guys, short guys, stubby guys being chased down the hall buy muscular guys, guys carrying a stereo playing "Dirty Little Secret" by All America Rejects. Funny how the song just happened to remind me of my little secret, though me dressing up as my brother doesn't seem that dirty...at least it'll be like that until I get to the men's bathrooms at night...EW!
There were other guys tossing footballs and kicking soccerballs, that almost hit me in the head! Ass! Then there were two guys who were spraying silly string at eachother, and almost got me. Then all of a sudden, they started chasing me with the silly string. I quickly began to run. There were guys blocking my way so I just shoved passed them, they looked a little pissed, but let it go.
I could see the rooms numbers. All I had to do was get into my rooms and shut the door.
I ran down the hall.....room 7...8...9...10....the guys were begining to catch up, but the this guy came out of his room with a guitar, and almost hit the one guy.
That held them behind for a little longer. I was still running...12...13...14! I reached for the key, and pulled it out and shoved it into the key hole. I saw the guys beginning to come back. I really wanted to yell for them to fuck off, but I probably would have yelled it in my voice, not Emmetts. I quickly opened to the door, and ran into the room, and slammed the door shut. My hands were on the door. I sighed. I was safe...for now.
Then, I heard someone cough. UH-OH!
I slowly turned around, to be facing a bare cheast of a God. (OMFG!!! GUESS WHO??!!!! XD)
There were three guys in the room. A blonde guy, that had a pretty good build was sitting in the chair in front of a computer with a controler in his hands, staring at me with his eyebrows raised. He had blue eyes, and was wearing a black muscle shirt and grey sweat pants.
There was another guy sitting in the chair beside blondy with glasses pearched on his nose. He had light brown hair and dark wash jeans and a green sweater. He had hazel eyes, and was looking at me with his eyebrows knitted together.
But the shirtless guy was my favourite!!
He had bronze tousled hair that was in a sexy dissaray like it did it's own thing. It would have looked bad on any other guy, but he pulled it off. He had the face of perfection. Perfectly strait nose, high cheeck bones, no baby fat. Everything was very masculin and angular. His cheast was screaming for me to touch it. Perfectly chizzled six pack!I'n pretty sure you could take a wooden spoon and play music from it! He wasn't as big as Emmett, but looked perfect on him! His skin was pale, but looked good and matched his looks. As my eyes roamed the rest of his body,I noticed his eyes. They were a piercing jade or emerald green. They met mine and it was like this guy was looking through my soul. He wasn't hot....he was...BEAUTIFUL!!! He was looking at me with one perfect eyebrow raised.
"Um, can I help you?" he asked. .GOD! His voice was so smooth and velvety! I was about to faint from it! I was suddenly knocked back from my train of thought.
"Hi! HEY!" I corrected myself. At first, I sounded like Bella, but the quickly changed my tone to my Emmett voice. The Adonis in front of me looked at me like I was crazy...which at this moment, I felt like I was.
"You must be my room mates....?" I asked, fiddleing with my keys. I could feel my blush creeping up on my cheecks.
"Uh..yeah. Who are you?" he asked me.
"Emmett Swan." I said. I extended my hand to shake his, which he took hold of. There was this shock of electricity as our hands touches. He must have felt it to, cause he looked at our hands with a soft gasp. We both ripped our hands away fast. Yeah! Not weaird at all...heavy sarcasm!
"Edward Cullen." he replied. Edward I sighed in my head. Not very common, but I mean most guys who look as beautiful as he does aren't common.
I suffled my feet back and forth...this was getting awkward...as if it wasn't awkward enough!
"Uh...Uh, yeah u..." he cleared his throat, "This is Jasper Whitlock and Ben Cheney, they live next door." He said gesturing to the blonde guy first, then the glasses guy.
"Yeah, uh, freshamn dorms are thatway, twiglett!" The Ben guy said, pointing his arm towads the wall, down where I came from down the hall.
"Seriously, how old are you?" The Jasper guy said.
"I uh...I skipped a couple grades." I laughed nervously, "I'm brilliant. Shhh!" I whispered.
They all turned back to what they were doing. Jasper and Ben playing a race car game on the computer, and Edward pulling something that looked like..soccer kleets... out from beside his bed. I took time to look arouind the room. There were greyish blue carpets, two single beds on either side of the wall opposite the two guys on the computer. There were two desks on the other wall, on where Jasper and Ben were sitting at. The one bed, which was obviously Edward, was closest to the windows. Edward's bed was already made, while mine was bare, and only had the folded comforter on the corner and two pillows.
The wall in front of me was covered in soccer stars like David Beckhem, and had school soccer flags, reading Illyria and Aramdillos, the school's mascott.
So this Edward must be a fan of soccer, or a soccer player, I thought. I went over to my bed, and began to make the bed. I finally got up the courage and asked.
"So, do you know when soccer tryouts are?"
"Yeah, noon. You play?" Edward asked.
"Absoulutly! Center forward! You know bro!" I said, and almost fell off the bed. I blushed. "You play too...dude?" I asked, my blush deepening. Thank God I was facing the other way. I don't think guys blushed as much a I am right now.
He smirked at my face, the blush reddened.
"Uh, yeah. Jasper and Ben are halfbacks. I'm striker." he laughed.
"Sweet." I said. I turned to my bed and began to take some of the clothes out and other things. I could hear Jasper and Ben fighting over the game, who was winning and who was losing.
(A/N:I know this is int the movie, but come on! You can't change this if you're making a fanfiction like this for you life! I couldn't resist!)
As I began to take out my iHome and put it on the dresser, I set my boots on my bed.
Then the worst thing that I thought could have happened, happened.
"Hey, why do you have tampons in your boots?" Edward asked with sisgust and fear in his voice. As he said that, both Ben and Jasper turned to look, then quickly got up from their seats. My eyes were probably saucers on my face they were so wide.
I was at a loss for ! How was I supposed to explain this? I thought of something off the top of my head, and said it. Something I really regret now!
"I...uh, I geat really bad nose bleeds...?" I said not facing them.
"So what? You, like, stick them up your nose or something?" I heard Ben ask.
I turned around. "Ya. What? You've never done that?" I asked with fake astonishment. I couldn't believe I was doing this.
All three guys shook their heads. Their expressions looked blank.
"O come on! Seriously? Come on! Beckhem does it all the time." I said.
"Seriously? David Beckham shoves tampons up his nose?" Edward asked with his super hot voice. You could see he was trying to grasp that concept...so was I.
"Yes. He gets them from Victoira Beckham, that's why hes got so many, and you never see him buying them. I'll show you how to do it," I sadi, grabbing the box of tampons and grabbing one of them, causing the whole box to fall to the ground near Jasper and Ben's feet, which made them both step back.
"Ew! Get it away!" Jasper said, movig farther back.
"So you take that off, and what ever, that is," I said, taking off the wrapper, and the aplicator, then shoved it up my left nostril."And you stick it right in. It absorbs right up."
They all burst out laughing. Edward's laugh was...pure bliss. I was like angel's singing. He was on the floor practically.I turned around to hide my blush.
"Aw man, your roommates a freak!" I heard Ben say.
Well, you can't get more freaky than that I guess.
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I'd finished my unpacking, while Jasper and Ben continued the game. Jasper made me pick up all the tampons and do something with them, so I put them all back in the box and shoved them under the bed. Every time Jasper or Ben looked up at me, they would snicker at me. Edward on the other hand, looked at me from time to time, with confusion, but didn't do anything other than that.
He'd put his shirt on, while I was beggin him to subtract the amount of clothes he had rather than add them on inside my head.
As I was finishing up, it as already 10:30, and Ben and Jasper were heading back to their room to get ready for the tryouts. They said goodbye, and I did the same. Edward was sitting on his bed, watching television. I was putting some last minute things away, Edward spoke up.
"So, uh... you never really got to say much about yourself earlier when you did the uh...thing," he smirked, I blushed, "so uh, tell me about yourself." he asked politly.
What was I going to say now? I hesitated a little, "Uh...what do you want to know?" I asked, turning to him from just finishing up my bed I was making.
"Well, for starters, I heard you were from Forks, so I guess you could tell me about life back in there. I've never been." he said with a small smile. Could he be any more perfect?
"Uh, well...Forks. Um... its nice I guess, rainy pretty much every day of the year, really green." I said with a small sime, remembering an inside joke between me and Emmett.
It was our grandma Marie's 83rd birthday, the last we would spend with her. Emmett and I were thirteen, and on the phone with her. She lived in Phoenix, Arizona, so every year o her birthday we would call her and wish her a happy birthday. Emmett was first to talk.
"Hey grammie! How's it hangin'?" He asked.
I heard her relpy, " Um..pretty good if thats what you mean, a little tired, but better than most days." she'd been getting sick lately, so it was only normal for her to feel like that.
"That's good. Hows the weather in Pheonix?" he asked. I wanted to say my hello, because knowing Emmett, he would have jung up before I een could get a word in like last year. I grabbed the phone out of his hands.
"Hi granmmie! How are you?" I asked.
"Hey! I was talking first!" Emmett shouted at me,t ryiung to grab the phone back.
Too bad I mouthed back.
"I'm fine dear how are you?" she said with a small laugh.
"I'm doing great. How's the weather?" I asked Emmetts [revious question.
"Hey! That was MY question!" Emmett dove for the phone again.
"Its really warm here, as usual/ How about in Fokrs dears? And Bella, to save a fight, jsut both of you get a phone." she said with a laugh.
"Ya Emmett! Just grab the other phone!" I said, repeating grammies words.
Emmett looked like he was thinking hard, which is something that doesn't happen often, but he looked more like he was constipated rather tahn in deep thought.
"Oh! Right, I was just about to do that!" Emmett said, running into the next room for the other phone. I laughed.
"Hey grammie! I'm back!" Emmett shouted through the pheon and coming back into the room."
I moved away from the phone, "EMMETT! Not so loud! Grammie's def enough we don't need you to finish the job!"
Grammie laughed, and Emmett made a face at me.
"So, hows the weather, like I asked?" grammie said.
"Its the same as usual Wet, rainy..." I trailed off.
"Green! Seriously grammie, it lookes like someone poured a whole load of green paint on everyhting. It looked like the colour of Bella's face when she got an eensy weensy paper cut on her finger (I'm sorry but it fit perfect!) and fainted cause she thought she was going to bleed to death last week!" Emmett laughed.
I glared at Emmett. "FYI you egghead, that was years ago, and I'm not the one who accidently killed the the neighbours dog last week!" I smirked smugly at Emmett.
He blushed. Last week he was asked to feed dog, Lucifer treats, so Emmett comes into the house, and gets treats...human treats, that just so happenes to be chocolate treats! Killed the dog. And Emmett got in major shit for it too.
"Emmett? You killed a dog?" grammie asked with worry.
"Uh... no...?" Emmett said, "Okay, love you gammie! Happy birthday, bye!" and he hung up.
Grammie and I laughed for a while as I explained the whole story.
That was her last birthday memory we had with her. At least she had a good laugh. She needed it.
Edward's hand waving in my face brought me back to the present.
"Are you okay, man? You kinda zoned out after that last sentence." Edward asked with a concerned yet humorus tone to his voince. He wasn't as close to my face as I would have liked, but his breath blew across my face. It smelled like honey and...just, really, really good. I could feel my knees going week.
"Uh...yea, just remembering something from when my bro-sister and I were younger. The...green, thing." I finished with a nervous smile.
"Oh...good, cause at first I thought you were having some kind of sezure. Just sitting there looking into space...little freaky if you ask me." He finished with a laugh and sat on his bed.
I smiled a little and went back to putting the little things away.
Edward returned to his bed and the television.
"You said you had a sister. Whats her name?" Edward asked. He had his hands behind his head facing the television, but looking at me with curiosity on his face. I was surprised he hadn't thought I was a little weirder than I was.
"Um, yes. Isabella. But she goes by Bella. Her and I are twins, though you could definatly tell us apart. Not just with the whole, I'm a boy, shes a girl thing." I said. He laughed. Man did I ever love that sound!
"Tell me about her." Edward said. He was no sitting up on his bed with a soccerball in his hands , trying to spin it around, but he wasn't getting it right, it kept tilting to the side and falling over.
Amature.
"Here, do it like this." I grabbed the ball and put it on the end of the nail on my right index finger, I then spun the ball gently, then began to spin a little faster. The ball never faltered.
"Damn, you're pretty good. I've always been trying to do that, but I focused more on my skills rather than tricks. So you were saying about Bella." He took the ball back and began trying again.
When he said my name...it sounded really nice! It rolled off of his tongue like butter melts on warm toast.
"Yea, she goes to Cornwall, lives with my mom, Renée, most of the time, she loves soccer too, and looks kinda like me," more like exactly the same, seeing as I AM Bella I though, "and has the same brown hair and brown eyes." I finished by sitting on my bed.
"Stupid Cornwall bastards!" I heard Edward mutter. I automatically thought that was the sexiest thing he'd said. Him cursing was sexy as hell!
"I know what you mean." I muttered, thinking about Mike. Cornwall bastards is right!
"Well, I'm gunna get ready for the tryouts. When are you heading out?" He asked me, standing up and streching. The hemline of his shirt rose up and I could see the V of his hips and his treasure trail. I now understood why they called it a treasure trail, casue you follow the trail and find the hidden treasure that I so desperatly would have loved to see.
"Um, I was gunna just get changed and then head out in a few, which field are the tryouts on?" I asked. There were a few fields here, so I knew this was going to be confusing.
"The main field, by the bleachers on the east side of the gym." he answered, grabbing his soccer outfit from the drawr closest to his bed. He must have been on the team last year is he's got one already.
He said a quick good-bye and left for the bathrooms. I stayed in the room and changed really fast into a pair of sweat pants and a grey sweater. There was no way I'd be able to go in shorts and a t-shirt! They'd not only see my boobs, but they'd see my shaved legs, and think I was queerer than they all already thought I was.
While I was changing, I promised myself that I wouldn't get too attached to Edward. He was gorgeous...more than that, beautiful, and if I developed feelings for him, which I could tell were starting to brew up-but only just- would make this even more difficult than it was. And if I ruined Emmett's reputation before he even got here, he'd never forgive me...well, knowing Emmett he would, but he'd be pretty pissed.
I was still thinking about Edward and Emmett and this whole... mess, I guess you could call it, I noticed it was ten minutes to noon.
I picked up my gym bad that had deoderant (which went from strawberry scented Secret, to Axe) a face cloth and some change of clothes, my iPod and cell phone (which I was thanking God that I didn't get the pink version but the dark blue one instead) and locked the door to the dorm and headed out.
The walk to the field was a little intimidating. A few girls here and there check me out, a few guys check me out, which made me think they were either gay or could see strait through this whole situation- which is what made me run the rest of the way to the field.
There were about thirty guys of them were in team outfits- and really hot- and the other half were in regular shorts and t-shirts, who were probably just tryingout for the team.
I put my bag and iPod down by the bench off that was off the left side of the field. The guys were all either passing a ball or chatting, most of the guys who were in the uniforms were chatting and bouncing the ball on their knees. I noticed Edward first out of everyone. He had a light sheen of sweat on his face, and his hair glistened in the sunlight, making his bronze licks more apparent, he was chatting to Jasper while bouncing the ball on his knees back and forth with Jasper.
He looked over and saw me. He smiled slightly and nodded my way, guess it was another way for guys to communicate, so i did the same.
A whistle blew and the rest of the guys came over towards the middle of the field. I noticed a man in a black training suit heading over in that direction. He was tall, and had dark hair that was beginning to get thinner with age. I ran over and stood in line beside the guy I remembered as Ben, and a chubby looking boy, who was already sweating pretty bad.
"Alright ladies! For those who don't know me, I'm Coach Banner. I'm one of the schools gym teachers, as well as most of your Biology teachers." Coach Banner said, adressing the lot of us standing on the center line of the field.
"I'm giong to split you all up in two groups. Shirts and skins. We're going to do some skill practising, some drills, and then a scribbage. I'll come by and give you your placement." He finished, starting at the far end of the line.
O crap! What was I going to do now? I had to explain in some way to the coach that I had to be a shirt...I knew this sounded as a gay, lame ass excuse that comes strait out of the books or movies, but hopefully the coach would be stupid enought to believe me.
He approached me and I spoke up before he coujld say anything. "Coach Banner...sir, I have to be a shirt." I said with a nervous smile.
"You have to be a shirt?" He asked with his eyebrows raised.
"Yes, sir....I'm allergic to the sun, doesn't do very good on my chest and...yeah...." I trailed off with a nervous smile.
"Well, I guess that'll be alright... you can be a shirt." he said, and moved on. On the inside I was cheering since that went better than I thought it would.
I was cheering on the inside, feeling very happy about how well that turned out.
We were standing with out teams. Jasper and Ben were on the skins team, Edward and the fat kid were on my team. I was a little dissapointed that I wouldn't get to see Edwards chest again, but happy that when we did the scribbage I would get to show him how well I can play.
"Alright, skins can do passing drills, shirts can start the ladder drills, following . Now lets git er done!" coach said blowing on his whistle.
I had to laugh at his Trailer Park Boys line. I'm sure a few other guys were doing the same thing. The rest of the shirts walked over to Edward, who was walking to the other side of the field, towards the ladders.
I ran over beside Edward.
"Illergic to the sun huh?" He asked with an amused smile.
"Um, yea you got a problem with that?" raising my eyebrow at him, trying to make me look all confident...which I was pretty sure wasn't working.
He let out a little chuckle. "None what so ever...Just hoping you don't get a little exausted when you try to do this stuff. This is hard core man, not childs play!"
I stopped short. I couldn't believe he thought I wuoldn't be able to take this! But then he looked back at me and smiled a dazzling crooked smile, one corner of his mouth up and then other lower. I nearly sighed like the girl I was. Could he be any more perfect looking than he already does? Well...I guess when he doesn't have a shirt on.
I knew he was then kidding around, but I still wanted to prove to him I could be just as good as he was...and maybe even a little better. I was hoping that he wouldn't comment on my playing unless it was a comment after this day. I ran to catch up with everyone else when I promised myslef that not only would I make this damn team, but I would impress Edward with my playing skills at the same time. I could even picture his face when I would reveal my true self. Pure and utter shock was what I was picturing at that point. I smiled to myself at the thought.
Every one lined up as Edward explained. "Okay ladies, now do the drills, no stopping, about ten times and then we'll move on. No slacking! Now as the coach said. Get er done!" He said and started himself. I laughed in my head when I heard Edward try and say it like the Trailer Park Boys.
This was it. This is what I was here for. This was my life. It was now or never.
I was going to make this team! If I died trying-which I was praying wouldn't happen- the I would. This was my last chance.
Guess I'll really be gettin er done!