THREE

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THREE; BASEBALL

     "HOW DO I LOOK?"

     Amelia stood in front of the television, earning shouts of protests from Jasper and Emmett. Esme smiled at her daughter.

     "You look lovely, Mia."

     "Lia, for the love of-"

     "Alright, alright," she murmured, stepping away so her brothers could watch the football game. Jasper and Emmett resumed their cheering, while Amelia walked away wearing her new dress. The rest of the family didn't seem to take notice; Amelia bought a new dress almost everyday.

     "You're actually going?" Edward questioned, amused by his sister's enthusiasm. They had attended countless dances before, and Amelia never missed a single one. Even Alice became bored with them in most occasions.

     "Of course," She scoffed, rolling her eyes. "It's prom!"

     "Mia, we're eternal beings. You've been to every prom since I've met you."

     "And what's your point?" She challenged, hands on her hips. She didn't see why her family wasn't as excited as she was when the event rolled around on the calendar. It was a chance to wear a gorgeous dress and mingle with humans, although she would never dance with them. There was a possible risk of Amelia giving out a command she wasn't supposed to say, resulting in a mere mortal wandering out and about on his own, fulfilling what Amelia accidentally asked him to. Carlisle warned her that her power could be dangerous sometimes. It was why the Volturi sought after her.

     "Why do you even bother to argue with her?" Alice chirped, walking past the two with the usual spring in her step. Jasper followed silently behind her.

     Suddenly, Amelia heard it. She angled her head so her ear was tilted towards the roof of their home. She grinned wickedly.

     "Time to play ball."

     It was as if a switch had turned on inside the Cullen home. Everyone was racing towards their rooms, changing into baseball gear to prepare for the game. Amelia loved the sport so much that she bought four different outfits for the occasion.

     The thunder echoed throughout the town. She heard a knock on her door, and Edward's head peeked inside. "I'm going to get Bella. I'll meet you on the field."

     "Should we take bets this time or would it be rude of me to just take your pride?" Amelia raised an eyebrow. Edward rolled his eyes, shutting her bedroom door.

     Although Esme preferred for the family to wear matching clothes, she knew Amelia would be an omission. The girl always loved to make a scene and the game was no different. The blonde bounced down the stairs, wearing a pink pinstriped shirt and black jeans. Emmett chuckled, strapping a baseball cap onto her head when he passed by.

     The family traveled out to the field, waiting silently before a car pulled up. Bella and Edward exited the vehicle, and Amelia felt a smirk crawl up her lips. "Hi, Bella. Are you ready?" She said menacingly, wiggling her eyebrows. Edward pulled her away from his sister.

     Esme looped her arm through Bella's. "Glad you're here. We need an umpire."

     "She thinks we cheat," Emmett teased.

     Amelia laughed. "Oh, everyone knows we all cheat."

     Esme smiled, placing a hand on Bella's shoulder. "Call 'em as you see 'em, Bella."

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