2Ok so as promised here is chapter 3. I wanted to tell it from Edwards point of view, so here it is.
Thank you Kristy029 for being the first reviewer.
A/N: I did make Edward kind of arrogant, but he is going to be totally full of himself. And for anyone who is losing interest, there will be a huge problem later in the chapters! So in case your wondering this isn't going to be a sappy love story where girl meets boy, they fall in love, have a wedding, and then enjoy there lives. There is going to be tons of complications going on.
Enjoy the chap!
Chapter 3- Settling - EPOV
Being the best is all I ever knew how to do, and I know I'm the best. I've trained twice as hard, as anyone else to get to this point. So that's why I knew I would get an absolute spot on the Yankee's. I was on varsity since freshman year back in Chicago. Most of the things in my life involved baseball, thanks to my grandpa.
He had been on the Yankee's way back then, and things ended really well for him. Good retirement fund, and a good family. I always envied him. He was the first one to teach me how to play baseball. My father passed away when I was really little so I never really had a father figure. Only grandpa. My mom tried her hardest on me though, so I knew I had to try my hardest for anything and everything.
At the end of my senior year I graduated at the bottom of my class. I was never as focused on math and science as I was on home runs, and fast balls.
Things changed during the summer I had before I was to go to New York. My grandfather got very sick, and I managed to let the coach know that I would come as soon as I could. Coach Cullen, or Coach C as he like to be called didn't have a problem with it. It turns out my grandpa had Alzheimer's and he never thought the need to worry my mom or me. His case was very severe and he didn't last long.
Instead of moping around like I wanted to do, I trained harder, and got on the first flight to New York. It's been two weeks since I got here but I have mostly been staying inside my apartment, only coming out when I needed food, or anything else important. I met my neighbors, Jasper Whitlock, and Emmett McCarty. They were really good friends, and always made me laugh.
On the morning of our first practice I woke up readier than I'd ever be. I was ready to get on the field. I met up with Jasper and Emmett outside my door, making sure to lock the door.
"We're taking my car." Emmett said.
"Why's that?" I asked. I didn't have a car per se, but I was getting one soon. I didn't really need it because the apartment was right by the field.
"We've got to go eat breakfast at that diner, down the block. I heard it was spectacular. Plus I'm SO hungry." Emmett whined. I looked at Jasper in complete shock. I've never seen someone as grown as Emmett, to whine like such a baby.
"He's always hungry, I chose to ignore the childish behavior after a couple of times. You'll learn to look past it." Jasper chuckled in his faint southern accent.
Without arguing I followed them out towards Emmett's Jeep and jumped in the back. We were speeding down the road in know time.
The diner was a nice place, a little old fashioned but other than that nice looking. We were about to walk in when Emmett decided to bump into a woman about fifty or so. She looked up to scowl at us, but when she got a good look at our faces, she broke out into a huge smile. I almost gagged at the sight. She batted her eyelashes really slow, and Jasper was practically in hysterics, I could hear his muffled laughter behind me. Finally the old lady took the hint and walked towards her car. I couldn't hold it in anymore I laughed like there was no tomorrow. Emmett's laughter was so funny though, his voice boomed, every time he talked but compared to him laughing it was nothing.
We walked in and sat down at a booth beside these beautiful girls. They were dressed in work out attire as were we, and staring at us, before they started chatting aimlessly again. Just then I started listening in to the girls conversation, I could tell the other guys were listening as well.
"Anyways like I was saying. You should stay away from them, they are bad news. We don't want to ruin your innocent life." The blonde girl chuckled. She was talking to a really angelic brunette.
"Oh. My. God. Rosalie you are. To funny." A short pixie like girl said. The brunette was scowling at the table when their waitress came to get their orders, and the waitress had to ask twice for her order. The brunette blushed a beautiful scarlet color, and I had to grip the table with my hand to keep from brushing her cheek softly with my knuckles.
Where the hell were these thoughts coming from?
I never had a girlfriend back in Chicago. Sure I went out on a few dates, kissed a few people, but nothing remotely serious. I was too focused on baseball to think about girls.
I didn't hear what the girls happened to be saying, but I was still looking at the brunette when her gaze shifted towards me. Her eyes were like a delectable milk chocolate, or a baby doe's eyes. Emmett cleared his throat rather loudly and everyone turned to face him. Emmett had the widest grin on his face, and he waggled his eyebrows at me."Hello ladies." Emmett said in a weird sounding voice, like he was trying to get all cocky with them? All of us stared blankly at him. "I'm Emmett." he said looking straight at the blonde. Figures that would be his type.
"Rosalie." She said confidently. Right then she got a blank look over her eyes, before they sparkled. "I know who you guys are!" Realization swept through her and the other girls.
"Ahh. The new Yankee players." The pixie one said.
"I'm Jasper, and this is Edward." Jasper said pointing to me.
"I'm Alice, and this is Bella." Alice said introducing us all. "We're the new players for Twilight."
"Softball players. Hot." Emmett said. I punched him roughly, he never should talk to women that way. I was raised a hell of a lot better than that.
"Ow man!" Emmett said shouting.
"Shut the hell up!" Jasper said agreeing with me.
"Yeah I guess you could say that." Rosalie said unfazed by what Emmett said. The waitress came back with their orders, and they further more ignored us. Me and Jasper glared daggers at Emmett mad that he made the girls stop talking to us.
"You know. You're the first softball players we've seen here." I said telling all of the girls, trying to get them to talk to us again. My gaze what set on Bella's though. I really liked the way her name fit with her. Bella meant beautiful in some language.
"How fortunate for you." Bella said cockily. I would have never thought it was in her. Her friends giggled while I smiled slightly. They finished their meals and got up to leave putting a few bills on the table.
"So we'll see you girls around then." Jasper said towards that girl Alice. "Maybe." She replied and they left.
I stared shocked after them. I couldn't believe this. They were so hot.
"Dude am I still sleeping? If so, nobody pinch me. I just met the hottest fucking girl in the world." Emmett said in a Rosalie daze.
"I know what you me." Jasper said. I just nodded keeping my eyes trained on where Bella left.
After we paid and left, we went to our first practice. We were going to a gym for weight lifting today. We all got there right on time.
"Hello Yankees! I know we are going to have just as good as a season we had last year. Hopefully better with all of our new team members. Let's give a round of an applause for Emmett McCarty, Jasper Whitlock, Edward Masen, Benjamin Fitz." There was scattered claps, and everyone introduced themselves quickly.
"Ben Cheney."
"Mike Newton."
"Tyler Crowley."
"Eric Yorkie."
"Peter Nomad."
The rest of practice was uneventful. I pushed myself to excel, and I could tell a few others that pushed themselves too.
That night I dreamed of the beautiful Bella, and was consumed in my thoughts.
So what do you think? Do you like it better when I just write Bella's point of view, or do you like both? So there are many of the same characters in my story, I had to create a few last names but other than that I found them all.
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