And this is how we play ball…

Summary: Nessie invites Jacob to come and watch the Cullens play baseball during a thunderous day at Forks. Either this will end up good, or bad. Twoshot.

Pairings: same as always

Nessie's POV

It was Saturday and Aunt Alice saw that it was going to be a stormy day today at Forks, 60 degrees with thundershowers late in the afternoon; drizzles coming in at night. This meant one thing, baseball—Cullen Style.

I had invited Jacob to watch us play baseball, and if he wants too, he can play with us. It's going to be an interesting afternoon.

"Oh Nessie!" That's my Aunt Alice, the fashion guru, making her way towards me all dressed up and ready to play. She was wearing a white short sleeved button front baseball jersey decorated with the classic pin stripe and red edges that said "Cullen" in big bold capital letters on the front. She had white under armors on. For her bottoms, she wore classic pin stripe baseball pants with the number 18 on the back representing her date of birth. On top of her head, was a baseball cap with the letter "C" on the side and "Cullen Baseball" in script on the front, perfectly positioned not to mess her hair up. She slipped on red and white cleats to finish off her look.

I saw in her hands that she was carrying the exact same outfit and I guess that it was for me. She laid it on my bed. It wasn't exactly the exact same replica because instead of a number 18, it was a number 10 printed on the back—my birth date. I looked at her and she looked so innocent, with a smug on her face, batting her eyelashes.

"You're expecting me to wear that aren't you?" I questioned. She sat down on the edge of my bed and stroked the fabric of the shirt.

"Well, yes. It was custom made for Team Cullen." She looked at me willingly.

"What happened to the other 30 "Custom Made" baseball outfits I have in my closet?"

"That was—outdated Renesmee. This is—present time." At the same time, my mom walked in, wearing the exact same outfit as Aunt Alice had, and what I would be wearing. She had her beautiful brunette locks worn down though, having the number 13 on the back of her pants I assumed. "See! Your mom is wearing it too!"

"Yeah, after 3 hours of you begging!" She added sitting next to her sister-in-law. "Just wear it honey. It's only for a day. Next time, the outfit design will change anyways."

"Now that's the spirit Bella!" Aunt Alice got up. "Come on Bella. I need to do your make up." She said as she grabbed my mom out of the door, mom groaned.

"What the heck." I gave up. I changed into the "custom made" Team Cullen outfit and checked myself in the mirror. "I don't look half bad."

"Nah. You always look good."

I jumped and checked who was at the door.

Jacob Black.

He was leaning against my door frame, looking as sexy as ever. Damn that hot body that always made my heart beat faster as my blood gradually flows faster through my veins. He was showing his perfect pearls—the best smile I have seen in my entire 5 years of life. Those eyes, glistening like my skin under the radiating sun, such a charmer.

I rolled my eyes. "Thanks for startling me!" I added a smug.

"You're welcome." He replied walking over to my bed and throwing himself in it. He lay there for awhile, while I was trying to fix my hair under the baseball cap so it looked as perfect as my mom's.

"Let's go?" I asked.

"Why can't I just stay here and guard the place? You know, just to be on the safe side?" He said sitting up.

I looked into his eyes and saw that he was nervous. I touched my hand to his face.

What are you so nervous about?

"Nothing. I just don't want to… leave this place unsecured. You never know."

That was a lame excuse. "Oh come on Jake! Please? For me?" Adding a little puppy dog pout at the end. "It'll be fun!"

"Nessie! Stop doing that!" He slammed his body back on the bed again.

"Do what?" I asked completely confused.

He groaned, hiding his face under a pillow.

"Jacob!" I yelled impatiently knowing that my pouty thing is working, again. "Why are you hiding under the pillow?"

"Because! You're infamous 'Nessie-wolf-pout'! You know that I can't refuse is right." He moved to look the other direction. "That is why I prefer not to choose to look at you."

That's it.

Plan B.

I took his muscular arms into mine and quickly dug my teeth unto his skin. He squealed in pain, retreated his arm away from me and jumped out of the bed rubbing the part where I bit him. Lucky for him I don't have venom in my system.

"Nessie! What'd you do that for!?!" He managed to ask in between pain whilst rubbing my teeth marks. Opps.

"Well, you didn't want to go! Come on Jake! It's going to be interesting I can assure you that!" I crawled across the bed and stood in front of him taking his newly vampire bitten hand, rubbing the part gently trying to sooth the pain.

"Ugh! Fine!" He grabbed my hand and stormed out of the room.

"Stupid Frikkin 'Nessie pout'." He muttered under his breath while we walked down the stairs.

I grinned in victory.

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