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Full Summary- Bella graduated high school with one dream- being a professional softball player on the team Twilight in New York City. Her dream of being short stop is given a chance when she receives a letter in the mail saying she was saved a spot on the team. In the City that Never Sleeps she finds new friends, new love, and some of the hardest obstacles life could make.

Disclaimer- Anything and Everything belongs to Stephanie Meyer, rightful owner of Twilight

[Most of the story will be written in Bella's Point of View, a few other characters at times, I just wanted to make that clear.]

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Chapter 1- My Story - BPOV

Ever since I picked up my first softball at age five, I was hooked. My mother and father had just gotten a divorce, which I didn't understand what that meant. But I knew that the day after my mom was packing me, and her bags, promising that we would see my dad soon. I knew the truth a couple days later, when we still hadn't gone home, and were living in a hotel room. Soon it was summer time, and I was shipped off to my dad's house. My softball was still in the backyard when I got there and I looked forward to every summer that I went to visit Charlie, because that meant softball. My mother didn't allow softball, she said it was dangerous, and I could get hurt. I have to admit that I am some what clumsy, but on the field I am nothing but graceful. I wouldn't say I had a knack for sports since I couldn't play anything but softball, but I knew in my heart that it was something I wanted to do forever.

Years after years, my dream would get bigger, and my skills would get stronger. After eight years of moving around with my mom, I decided I wanted to live with my dad. My mother, was currently married to my step-father Phil, who was a minor league baseball coach. He was moving around a lot, which was hard for me to stay on a little league softball team.

So I was thirteen and moving to Forks, Washington where my father worked as Chief of Police. My baseball cap on my head, and backpack slung across my shoulders. I was ready to play. Forks was a small town, but it had a lot of kids, and a lot of involved parents that wanted for their kids to do everything. I was put on a team immediately since they were short a player. We didn't do much, because none of the kids were as dedicated as I was. I complained to my father about it and he said that he would move me into a better little league team in Port Angeles. The team actually wanted to play, and I got better.

Another five years past, and I moved from little league to a varsity team. I was the best player in the whole county. And I wanted to be scouted on to one of the best teams in the country. Twilight. The team consisted of nine players each season, and they had four spots open this year. I was on their website every day after I sent in my application, hoping they would send me and email or letter containing the news. After a week or so the letter finally came. And I was assigned on the team. I was so overjoyed.

Through the summer after graduation I was packing all of my belongings ready to move to New York City, the City that Never Sleeps. I had an apartment all set up, and everything was ready to go. It was the happiest, and saddest day of my life. I would be leaving Charlie, who had been there through all of my scraped arms, and skinned knees, but I would be going to the place of my dreams.

Twenty four hours later, I was unpacking boxes in my apartment, which contained a lot of the players from the team in it. Most everyone in the apartment complex was on a baseball/softball team, because it was cheap rent, and right next to the fields.

I was walking around the fields earlier that day when I saw the field, it was only the practice field, I had yet to see the actual stadium where we would be playing, but it was still so breath taking.

I was rushed out of my thoughts as a lard bell chimed throughout my apartment. I adjusted my oversized sweatshirt the had BOYS written across it, and my Nike shorts. Running towards the door I stubbed my toe on an end table, and hissed in pain. Now hobbling towards the door, I reached towards it when it chimed again. Opening the door, I revealed two girls. They were about my age, and looked like two of the other three players who were recruited on the team.

"Bella Swan, right?" The tall statuesque one said.

"Oh, uh. Yeah. Bella Swan. Nice to meet you." I stuttered out, leaning on the doorway rubbing the part of my UGG boots, where I stubbed my toe.

"I'm Alice Brandon, and this is Rosalie Hale." So they were the other girls that were recruited on the team.

"I thought I recognized you guys. Um. Would you like to come in? It's a mess, but manageable."

"Sure, we just dropped by to give you your practice, and game schedule. But I think we could all use some girl time, before they get here." Rosalie stated, while Alice nodded in agreement.

"They who?" I asked curiously.

"The new team members for the Yankee's. Their about nineteen or twenty, but they are fucking hot. Excuse my language." Alice said very peppy, and excitement was laced in her tone.

"No need." I said without complaining. I cussed a lot. Which was hard to believe with such a perfect life like mine. Note the sarcasm? Thought so. "So who are they? I didn't look at the new members for the Yankee's online, but I'm a huge fan, I've seen every game. But I was busy watching out for my name."

"Here, do you have a laptop or something?" Rosalie said.

"Yeah. Hold on a second." My screen was on my Facebook page, when they knocked on the door, and I hadn't logged out.

"Oh. You've got to add us later!" Alice said looking at my profile picture, which was me catching a ball at my last varsity game.

"Sure." I handed the laptop to Rosalie, and she was typing in Yankee's into my Bing search bar. It took a little while to load, because we all had to share internet in the complex, but otherwise it went by smoothly. She clicked on the Yankee's Home Page, that I have visited so many time's before.

She clicked on a few more links until she was at the 2011-2012 Baseball team.

By each name there was a picture. But at the new three players, that were on the team the picture said 'currently not available'. I looked towards Rosalie and Alice in confusion.

"I thought Jessica said their pictures were on here?" Alice asked Rosalie.

"I thought that's what she said too."

" So you guys haven't even seen them yet, but you are telling me that they are so fucking hot?" I asked on the verge of laughter.

"Well we heard from Jessica Stanley that they were hot she saw them going to lunch together, earlier."

"How long have you guys been here?" I asked curiously. They seemed to know a lot. And it seems they met everyone on the team, now including me.

"I've been here for three days, Alice has been here four?" Rosalie said unsure about Alice.

"Five days. I've been here five days, but I was mostly shopping." I got a good look at both of them. They were both in their pajama's like me, which wasn't hard to guess, since it was almost eleven o'clock at night.

Rosalie was a pretty good height, maybe four inches taller than my five foot five frame. She was slim, but curvy in all the right places. She was currently wearing a navy blue zip up jacket over a grey spaghetti strap shirt. She had on a pair of Nike shorts in black, that matched the pair I was currently wearing. She also had on a pair of Old Navy Flip flops.

Alice was shorter than me, maybe five foot two. She was small, and skinny. She was wearing a white tank top, with navy hot pink Nike shorts. She had on knit UGG boots, that I had a pair similar too in my closet.

I love me some UGGS. I yawned loudly which brought us out of our silent moment. They smiled apologetically.

"We should all get to bed. We have practice tomorrow at eleven. Don't be late." Rosalie started walking out the door, Alice following suit. Suddenly Alice stopped halfway out the door. "Bella. If you need anything, I'm right next door on your left, Rosalie on your right. Don't hesitate to talk to either of us. I know we are all going to be great friends. I've seen it." With that Alice left, and I walked up towards the door, locking the dead bolt. I wandered off towards my bedroom, where the only thing unpacked were my sheets, and a few suitcases of clothes. I still had a lot of unpacking to do. But tomorrow was Monday, also the first day of practice. I needed my rest. I climbed into my grey, and navy blue bed spread. I was out within minutes of hitting my head on the pillow.

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