EDWARD'S POV.
The sky was marbled charcoal, white, and black. The odd boom of thunder echoed through the clearing where we were about to play softball. "Alright, 'Team Who's Gonna Win', group huddle!" Alice chimed. Me and Jasper raced to Alice and talked team tactics. "Disperse, losers!" we heard Emmette boom from the far left of the field at the last base. "I think the only loser who will be dispersing is you!" yelled Jasper. Emmette stuck out his tounge, catching the light rain drops. Esme clapped her hands together, "Lets start the game."
"Alice, your team batting, our team fieliding?" Rosie questioned.
"Yes."
"Ready, Eddy?" teased Rosalie, swaying her hips and flexing her throwing arm, her hair streaking behind her, snatched by the wind.
"Don't call me that, Rosey Posey" I replied good-heartedly, shifting my weight from foot to foot, tapping the end of the bat on the Earth, flecks of mud jumping in a hundred directions.
"That sucked and you know it.'
I tittered.
"Will you hurry it up girls?" Alice teased.
"Whatever, Tinkletot." Rosalie sighed.
Rose's arm went behind her head and whipped forward, letting the ball hurl in my direction. I brought the bat backwards and swung. BOOM. The ball collided with my bat and flew in the direction of the forest. Emmette and Carlisle raced each other to the forest dodging each others tackles until Carlisle found the ball nestled under a dripping bush and hurled it back to the clearing. "You wont get it next time old man." teased Emmette.
"Oh, but that was easy Emmette."
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The ball came flying back to the clearing and Esme ran to catch the ball, shortly after she caught it and threw it back to Rose who played the roles of both the pitcher and backstop, I had run a home run and Carlisle followed by Emmette emerged from the trees.
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A Quileute and a Cullen.
FanfictionWhat if Bella never moved from Arizona? What if Charlie never knew Renee gave birth, maybe it was a secret? Who would Edward and Jacob fight for? Their coven? Their pack? What about... each other?
