The Game

Chapter 11- Game Set and Match

Coach wasn't going to play me first like Edward had predicted but he was playing all our best players first. That of course included my two best friends and my boyfriend. I stood at Edward's side as the last few things before the game took place. "They're going to play him first." Edward stated. I followed his gaze to the opposing team. His eyes were locked on a player who was standing to the side, helmet done up and he was all ready. I eyed the number on his back and frowned. Sixty-four.

"You really hate him." I observed, looking up to his hard eyes.

He shrugged, "Just want revenge; to be able to rub it in his face for once."

"I kind of have the urge to tackle him." I admitted, tilting my head in his direction. I got a bad vibe off of him.

He smiled and let out a breath of slight laughter. "Well, I won't stop you." He promised his smiled turned to full blown grin, "Just remember we'll need a few touch downs."

"Oh jeez, take away the fun." He just laughed grabbing his helmet from the bench. "Have fun." I enthused.

"Kiss for good luck?" he teased.

I rolled my eyes, "You're such a guy."

He smirked, tilting my chin up. "Fine, I'll just have to kiss you for good luck." Just as his lips were about to touch mine he was yanked away.

"No PDAs dude." Emmett laughed, pulling him onto the field. I frowned after him; he just sent me a wink.

"You suck!" I yelled, pouting slightly.

He put a hand over his chest with a hurt expression; "I'm feeling the love sis!" he called sarcastically back.

I sat back on the bench annoyed. Coach eyed me with an amused smile, "If we irritate you more will you tackle everyone to death?"

"Probably." I answered dryly. He snickered and turned his attention back to the players. The game was just about to start. This meant I had a good ten minutes before I was put in.

I watched the game carefully, my eyes narrowing every single time that James fellow did something I didn't like. Five minutes in I was ready to kick his arrogant little ass. "Bella," Coach didn't have to say anything more. I was already up out of my seat, helmet on, ready to play. "One more play, then you're up."

I nodded easily, standing there impatiently. Coach put a hand on my shoulder, stopping me from running there and kicking James' ass when he tackled Jasper. He was fine, of course. I knew he was tough but it still pissed me off. He called off Brady and gave me a slight push. I smiled at him slightly before running to my place. I had to admit, the whoops from the crowd when I went on always made me feel amazing and grin wildly.

"Miss Swan." Emmett grinned bumping his fist with mine. He leaned in slightly, "Kick James' ass for me, kay?" he whispered with a wink.

I bit my lip hiding a laugh and got into my position. Being right across from James was not a pleasant feeling. His stupid smirk sent chills down my spine. I couldn't focus on tackling him right now; we had the ball and I had train my attention to getting a touch down like Coach would want me to.

Once the play had started, the ball had been passed back to Emmett and then passed to Edward who was currently running down field with the ball on the opposite side from where I was running. He protected the ball as guys started to form around him. I could see his eyes flickered to me before the ball flew through the air right into my hands.

James was somewhere behind me. He was quite fast, but nothing close to me and seemed to be a tiny bit slower than Edward would've been. Opposing players were ahead of me but I slipped threw them easily. As I ran further I felt I was on the run from the cops or something.