Stephenie has it all. I just decided to play with her characters and add some of mine.
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PS: For those that don't know, I posted outtakes for this story. It's about Edward.
I spent a relatively normal day with my friends. Everything seemed to be okay. We were talking again.
I had no idea what Edward and Emmett had talked last night, but the result was amazing. Emmett was his old self, poking fun at everyone, laughing and no longer the grim, gloomy man.
I filled the others in with the news from Bob and Tanya. Rose told me, I was joking. As if I'd joke with something like that!
As evening approached, I started to get angsty, checking my phone every ten seconds until Emmett called me out on it. Alice tried to distract me, telling me that the wedding had finally been set for July next year. I was glad Rose came around, understanding that Jasper was more mature than Emmett, but that her boyfriend would propose to her too. When I voiced my thoughts, Emmett huffed.
"You think so highly of me, Boop, it's amazing."
"See?" I inquired. "Acting like a five year old is your problem," I muttered. "Do you see Jasper doing it?"
"Ah, don't drag me into this. And to be honest, I wasn't very sure when I asked. I knew we are young, that there were going to be obstacles – Rose, for one, then Emmett and Edward, for another. But I had to do it. I really love Alice."
"Aww, Jazz," Alice cried, hugging him.
"And if that would have been you-" I told Emmett, looking at Rose too "-you'd have been all over each other every second. They're subtle. You can learn a thing or two."
"Look who's talking, Bella!" Rose laughed. "Was it necessary to rape Cullen in front of the kitchen window this morning? I was eating."
I turned red, averting my eyes. I wasn't aware of my surrounding when I was alone with Edward.
"So stop giving us lessons unless you decide to follow them too," Rose muttered.
"Should we play something?" Alice quipped up when I opened my mouth to retort something.
Emmett, the five year old going twenty three, jumped up then rushed to bring some game. I fiddled with my phone, wondering if it decided to break now that Edward had to call. There were days on end when it didn't ring, but then again there was no need. I had everyone close by at school.
"Will you stop it? He's busy, I'm sure," Alice whispered, sliding in the seat next to me.
"But he promised to call," I mumbled.
"And he will. He also missed a few practices, and I wouldn't put it past Shaw to keep him locked in the arena," Jasper added, looking at me sympathetically.
"I should have told him to call when he got there. What if he didn't make it to Seattle?"
I started panicking. Had something happened? He shouldn't have driven and talked at the same time.
"Bella, relax," Jasper insisted. "Besides, why don't you call him?"
"What do you think I've been doing for the past hour?" I snapped. "He's not answering."
"He's at practice, Boop," Emmett said softly, rejoining us.
He brought Monopoly and Scrabble. I chose the latter and Jasper joined me while the others started playing Monopoly.
An hour later, I was losing horribly.
This is Why I'm Hot blared from my phone that was on the floor, next to me. Edward's face flashed over the screen. Not only had he changed the song into a stupid one, but he had taken a picture in which he was grinning, daring me to say anything. In that second, I forgot about being worried. I was embarrassed because everyone was laughing at my face, and annoyed with his song choice.
I got up, answering the phone. "I'm seriously changing your name to Jerkward," I muttered, leaving the room.
"Aw, don't be like this. I thought it was funny."
"Not when the others were laughing at me. Are you finished for today?"
"No, unfortunately. Coach allowed me fifteen minutes break to call you and drink water," Edward grumbled.
"Seriously? It's nine!"
"Really? And he wants to start again at seven tomorrow." He sighed. "So what did you do?"
"Nothing…" It would have been pathetic to say that I'd missed him.
He chuckled. I could hear him drinking water. "I miss you," he whispered. "It was horrible to turn around and not find anyone on the bench. Not even Gravel."
"Oh, you talked with your coach about him?"
"Every time I try to approach the subject, he reminds me of his rules. I hope he's taking him for the games away. Those are important."
"I see…"
"Well, he has to take him for the first game away, but we'll see what happens next. How was your day?"
"Lonely," I blurted out, fingering the wall in the hallway. I felt tears gathering in my eyes. I blamed it on my period.
"I know what you mean. When are you coming to me?"
"Uhh, a day or two."
"Good. Tonight will be horrible. I haven't slept alone in months." He sighed. "Urgh! I have to go, Bella. I'll call you later."
"Okay. Don't let him keep you for to long."
"I won't. Love you."
"Love you too," I whispered, hanging up.
Later, in my head, meant in the morning. But in Edward's conception, it meant in three hours. I had changed the song to another Bon Jovi one – No One Does it Like You. It blared from my nightstand, actually, Edward's because I was sleeping in his bed.
"What?" I snapped.
"I told you I'll call later," he chuckled, sounding all cheery.
"It's midnight!" I groaned.
"Were you sleeping?"
"Exactly. I was sleeping," I hissed, growling the word was.
"Sorry. I can't sleep."
"And you want to talk?" I wondered, sighing.
He laughed. "Well yeah… Wait a sec. Get off my bed, moron!" he snapped. I heard a bark then more threats from Edward. "Ehh sorry. Coach gave me Spot."
"I'm sure he missed your room."
"He missed the bed. It's the fifth time I'm pushing him off."
"What did you want to talk about?" I whispered, snuggling under his blanket.
"Dunno…but if you're tired, I'll let you sleep," he said softly.
"You managed to wake me up. Where is your game away?"
"LA. That's the first one."
"Sounds good. When are we leaving?"
"So you're coming?" he asked, hopeful.
"Didn't I say so?"
"Two weeks. Uh…how's Emmett?" he mumbled.
"He is back to his old self. Made fun of me, like always."
"What did he say? I swear, he doesn't know when to stop!"
"The usual. And I tired to give him a talk about PDA…but Rose pointed out that I wasn't one to talk since…I'm quoting her 'I raped you in front of the kitchen window.'"
"You can't rape the willing," Edward teased me. "Didn't you have some retort for her?"
"I had, but Alice pacified us."
"Damn, little pixie."
We laughed, and I wanted to be there with him.
"I talked with Bob, earlier," he said after we calmed down.
"Oh? How is he?"
"He sounded tired. They decided on a name."
"Really? It was about time. Poor baby went as baby girl for too long."
Edward chuckled. "It's Irina. Like Tanya's grandma."
"Oh, has she forgiven Tanya?" I asked, remembering they weren't talking.
"I think so. Especially after she named her firstborn after her. But you didn't hear the whole name!" Edward said excitedly. "It was Mrs. G's idea. Bob hated it, but Tanya agreed."
"Tell me." I could only imagine.
"Try not to laugh too loudly. It's Roberta."
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
That was all it took for me to burst in loud, breathless laughter.
Two weeks later
Friday found Edward and me in front of Bob's house. We had to pick him up to go back to school where the bus was going to take us to Los Angeles.
After honking three times, we finally left the car, going toward the house. Just as I raised the hand to knock, Bob appeared there. He was holding the duffle bag in one hand and in the other was clutching a clean shirt.
"Duude!" Edward groaned. "The bus won't wait for your lazy ass."
"Chill! Coach won't leave without you. "Besides, I had to help Tanya. Mom's grocery shopping."
"At seven in the morning?" I asked, skeptically.
He shrugged, sticking his head inside the house. "I'm leaving!"
Tanya appeared next to him, looking exhausted. I hadn't seen her like that ever before. "Okay. Call me when you get there."
"'Kay." It was still weird to see him kissing her, but I had to get used to it. We said our goodbyes before pushing him inside the car.
"And why were you half naked when you answered the door?" Edward asked, starting the car.
"Well…Iri decided to throw up on me while Tanya was in the bathroom."
"I'm sure you deserved it. What did you do?"
"I didn't do anything! I was just playing…you know…turned her upside down." Bob shrugged.
"And she had just eaten?" I wondered.
"Sure."
"You totally deserved it!" Edward muttered. "What's with the pillow?" he added after a minute, looking through the rearview mirror.
"It's gonna be an 18 plus hours drive. I need to sleep," Bob answered.
When we pulled up in the parking lot, I saw the team already at the bus. I was glad to see that I wasn't going to be the only girl. Rose and Alice were coming as well, and a few other girlfriends and, of course, the cheerleaders.
After Shaw made sure everyone was there, we took a seat in the bus and started the long trip. I had asked Edward why not take a plane, but he told me it was the spirit of the road trip that made it more fun. I had shrugged, not knowing what that meant.
For about an hour, everyone dozed off since it was very early. I shared my iPod with Edward, but soon he was fast asleep on my shoulder. I hadn't seen much of him these past two weeks since there were even more practices, and when he came to his room or mine, all he did was fall face first on the bed before starting to snore. I was starting to think if it was a good idea to pursue this career, after all.
I was listening to Is This Love by Whitesnake when I heard the guys from a few rows behind us snickering. Hearing our names in their conversation, I slowly took my ear bud out, craning my neck to the side of the chair.
"…be sure of that," one of them finished his sentence.
"Still, it's weird to see Captain whipped."
I rolled my eyes. And they say girls gossip! What would people call what those boys were doing? Chit-chatting?
"I still think you exaggerated that time, Jared." That was Bob, I recognized his voice.
"I promised I will hurt anyone that touched Mary," Jared answered.
"Yeah, but that went on for about a week, and he was with Bella then. Or so I think."
"I never thought she would be so easy," another one said. That annoyed me. They had no idea how much I had fought Edward. His charms.
"Yeah, man. I remember when she used to come to the practices, staying aside and just drooling over him."
I wasn't, I thought to myself. It was RA work. And maybe just a little curiosity.
"Oh yeah!" I heard Jake exclaim. Was no one really on my side? "I remember when I heard Newton saying he saw Edward in the library. I didn't believe him until I saw it myself."
"Fuck! And to think two years ago he hated her guts."
"I'm sure it wasn't hate," I recognized Jared's voice.
"Oh, trust me, it was hate at first sight." My eyes widened when I heard Emmett's voice. "You can ask Alice. She was there. Bella was disgusted."
"Really?" a chorus of voices echoed.
I gulped, planning a mass murder. I had to decide with whom to start.
Alice giggled, and my decision was made. She was going to die first. "We were at this coffee house and I was with my back to the door. Bella scowled in the direction of the door then glanced at me, telling me that 'an idiot is coming our way', or something like that. I didn't have to turn to know she had met Edward."
I squeezed my eyes shut, biting my lip. Looking in retrospective, it was quite funny.
"What had he done to disgust her?" Bob wondered.
"The usual. Came with a girl inside the shop only to abandon her then come to our table and try to hit on Bella and then go to another girl. She left, and we left right after her. I don't remember what I told him, but he was distracted, wrapping his arms around two other girls' neck. When we caught up with Bella and she saw it…well, it wasn't hard to make an opinion of him," Alice finished.
"He's really changed," one of the guys muttered. "Did he try it again?"
"Not really. I'm sure it was that unspoken rule of you don't hit on your sister's best friend. But a year later, they were RAs and they had to see each other. A lot. Somehow, the hate turned into something else," Alice added, laughing.
"I always told her it was pent up sexual frustration. She didn't believe me. You could literally cut the tension with a knife if they were both in the same room," Rose quipped up.
Why was it so interesting to gossip about us?
"When I saw them for the first time…you know on the stage, there…" Jared said after a long pause. "I didn't give them more than a week."
"This has been going on behind our backs for too long. We don't even know when it started, though I think it was sometimes in December, two years ago," Alice mused.
"I'm sure it was," Bob agreed. "Because until…March…you know…" There was a yelp of pain. Probably someone hit Jacob just for the sake of it. "Well, Cullen wasn't his old self for those two months."
"It was February," Emmett said, sighing. "I was coming from my date with Rose when we saw Boop outside, thumping on Edward's car window. Then she saw us and started screaming and…I just knew something was wrong. At the beginning, I thought they had had another fight or something, but then I realized what had happened."
Thank you, Emmett. Now, everyone knows my horrid nickname.
"You're right!" another one shouted. "In the hospital! Remember how lovey-dovey they were?"
"Fuck you, Embry!" Edward shouted, making me jump. He was awake.
There was a chorus of snickers from behind us. I glanced at Edward; his head was titled so he could look at me from his spot on my shoulder. He shot me his trademark smile before rolling his eyes.
"It's so nice to see that our friends think so much of us. The faith is astounding. One week," he said mockingly.
I giggled, leaning into him and kissing his forehead. "Did you sleep well?"
"Until someone decided to joke about my life," he said. His tone was quite serious.
Cupping my cheek, he brought my head back to his before kissing me. He traced my bottom lip with his tongue, wanting access. I granted it, of course. I couldn't resist him. All too soon, he was on top of me, hugging me tightly, while our tongues battled for dominance. My hands went under his t-shirt, touching his back then slowly making my way to his toned abdomen. Edward shuddered, groaning in my mouth. As my hands went up his chest, I brushed his nipple making his tear his mouth from mine to grunt before attacking my neck.
"No dirty business in the bus, Cullen," Coach snapped, making us jump apart. He smirked at us before making his way toward the back of the bus.
"Fuck," Edward groaned, running his hand through his hair. "You're going to kill me, Bella."
I couldn't even reply, I was busy blushing and wondering if it was possible to combust from embarrassment.
After Shaw went back to the front of the bus, Edward put me on his lap. I tried to fight him, but he won when he continued where he had left – kissing my neck. Sitting on his lap, I could see above his head, toward the back of the bus. They weren't looking at us and I was glad for that, so I turned my focus on him, returning the favor. His hands went under my sweater making me giggle, and I was about to start tickling him when a ball of paper hit us in the head then fell on my lap.
"What the fuck?" Edward groaned, opening the crumbled paper.
Stop fucking and join us here. We're playing cards.
Edward grabbed my bag and extracted a pen from it then used my leg as a table to write back on the paper.
Mind your own fucking business, Jared!
He crumpled the paper and threw it behind us. I watched it hitting Rose in the face.
"Ouch," I mumbled, shrinking. She was going to explode.
"Who did I hit?" Edward asked, smirking, returning his attention to my neck.
"Rose."
"Great aiming," he mumbled to himself. "You said you packed some coffee…"
"Yeah. You want?" I teased.
"I wouldn't have asked otherwise."
I bent to search through my bag when I heard a sound of something hitting something. I looked up to see if they had sent another note, only to find a split orange on my seat and Edward rubbing the side of his head. He got up, nearly making me fall between the seats. He was turned to the back of the bus, the two parts of the orange in his hand.
"What the fuck is your problem?" he shouted.
"Ouch, hit a sore spot?" Rose asked, laughing. The laughter died just as I managed to get up on time to see a part of the orange being hurled at Rose's head. Emmett caught it before it hit her.
"What the hell, Edward?" he snapped.
Edward threw the other part of the orange toward them, getting one of the boys in the middle of the forehead. Everyone started laughing. I tugged on Edward's hand, trying to make him sit down.
"Just stop fucking interrupting," he hissed before sagging in my previous seat. I sank in the seat near the window, putting my bag on my lap to continue searching for the coffee only to remember it was with Alice.
"Uhh, the coffee's with Alice," I mumbled.
"Great. I can live without it."
"I'm sure they're just shocked you're not back there with them. You're usually with them when you travel, aren't you?"
"Yeah. So what, I decided to stay with you?"
"You can go and stay with them. I'll come with you."
"So eager to share me," he chuckled, rubbing the side of his head.
"Does it hurt?" I whispered, bringing him closer to see if he had a bump.
"Well, the orange split on my head. What does that tell you?"
"That you have a hard head," I giggled, kissing his cheek.
He poked me in the ribs before putting his head on my lap. "It's not the only hard head I have."
"Edward!" I slapped his head; unfortunately on the same part the orange had hit him.
"OW!" he cried out, rubbing his head.
"Sorry," I whispered, leaning to kiss him.
"We're pulling up in the first gas station we find for a bathroom break," Shaw announced to us loudly.
If anything about basketball isn't accurate, I'm really sorry. I'm doing my best...but I can't follow B-ball in my country since no one buys NBA shows because of the time zone. Like we wouldn't watch re-runs. Idiots!
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