A/N: Thanks again to my amazing reviewers! :)

Chapter 13: Bragging

Even though it was Saturday, I still needed to get up at a respectable time. I was out of bed and showered by ten thirty, an accomplishment for me. I unwillingly pulled on a pair of shorts and a boring t-shirt to wear to softball practice. A quick glance out the window told me that we would only have sun, no rain. The stairs creaked under the combined weight of Daisy and me. I cringed, my mom and Lily were still in bed and that suited me. I wasn't ready for them to wake up.

A quick bowl of cereal later and I was stuck with nothing to do again. It was eleven, and my dad wouldn't be there to pick me up until noon. After battling internally with myself, I decided to do the responsible thing and try to diminish the pile of homework I had been assigned. The house was so quiet that I was able to finish it all right as my dad entered the house. I pulled on socks and my trusty ankle brace, threw my hair up into a hair tie, and we were on our way.

The team swamped me the minute I hit the field. They had all heard about what happened at the dance the previous nights and they wanted details. Even the girls who didn't go to my school, which was most of the team, had heard about it, thanks to the joys of internet and cell phones.

"Did he kiss you?" One girl asked, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

"Sort of, but only on the cheek. We just started dating last night! I don't roll that way." I said sternly.

"Is he cute?" Asked another one of my teammates with a devilish gleam in her eyes.

I blushed and looked at my feet.

"He must be!" Someone shrieked.

A pessimist decided to add, "Either that or he's hideous."

"No he's not! I heard about him! He's like, six two and muscled!" Eyebrow girl retorted.

"No way, he's dating Kayla?" Ms. Pessimist said astonishment evident in her tone.

One of the more resourceful girls on the team asked, "Do you have a picture?"

Pleased at finally being included in the discussion about my boyfriend, I told her no, but promised to try to get one by next practice. I never would have guessed that that wouldn't be necessary. About halfway through the practice, someone started a commotion.

"Oh. My. Gosh." Was the whispered phrase that began the ordeal. Guess who said it. Yep, the lady with the devilish gleam in her eyes, also known as Laura.

"What?" Someone asked curiously.

"That is arguably the most gorgeous guy I have ever seen! I call dibs!" Laura said, loud enough for my team to hear but not loud enough for him to hear.

I finally glanced up, and to my mortification, I realized it was Seth. The embarrassment passed quickly, because I knew it was finally my time to brag. Much to my advantage, the coaches called the end of practice. We packed our bags and drug the gear to the car. Then, I sauntered over to where my team had formed a half circle in the grass to check out my boyfriend.

"So, ladies, you like what you see?" I inquired casually.

"Heck yeah! He is fi-ine!" Several girls replied, making the word fine into two syllables.

I smiled sweetly. "That, my friends, is Seth. Sorry Laura, I already have dibs."

Diana, a relatively boring girl, asked me to prove it.

"Sure thing." I said. "Hey Seth!" I called, waving.

He jumped off the bleachers and jogged toward me, giving everyone a good look at him. He was wearing a relatively skin tight muscle shirt and shorts. His broad, contagious smile had spread across his face when I had said his name. I glanced over my shoulder to see my dad smiling smugly, Laura's dad, also known as the other coach, next to him, gaping in disbelief. Seth stopped next to me and pulled me into a hug.

"Hi Kayla! You were amazing out there!" He cried, pecking me on the cheek. When he pulled back from our embrace he put his arm around my waist again.

My team was stunned. A tornado could have touched down and they wouldn't have even moved. I grabbed his hand and we walked over to the coaches.

"Coach Dan, this is Seth." I introduced him. "And I think Laura is frozen, you may want to go defrost her." I said with a giggle. The coaches and Seth guffawed, but left to go round up the girls before their parents got angry. I turned to Seth.

"So, what brings you here?"

"Well, I wanted to see you play. Did I mention you're really good? And I wanted to see if you could come to dinner. We're having a get together with Jacob and his friends. You could meet my dance teacher and his wife." He said, knowing my curiosity would probably get the best of me. It did, so we went to ask my dad.

"Psh. I don't care, as long as you get her home by eleven." He said nonchalantly.

"Ok. Can we pick you up at six?" Seth asked.

"Yeah, that works for me. How'd you get here?"

"I walked. But Jake and I will pick you up."

"Ok. You need a ride home?" I asked, unsure if my dad would even drive him.

"Nah, I'm good. See you later." He kissed my hand and walked towards the school.

I climbed in the car with my dad and surprisingly, he left me alone. I think he enjoyed me showing up my teammates as much as I did. By now, it was almost three, and I only had three hours to plan for the coming date. I wondered just what kind of people his teachers family would turn out to be.

A/N: I know I abandoned you guys for quite a while and that this is shorter than most of you would like. I'm sorry. :( I'll try to do better. On another note, let me know in your review if you like/dislike/don't care about me bringing in the Cullens.