Outtake 2, revised

I do not own Twilight


Another Saturday morning, another game. I was up at 5 am this morning to go for a quick run. Bella had slept over in my dorm room last night, so I did my best to get up from the tiny twin bed we shared without waking her. She moaned a little and rolled over so she was facing out, but didn't open her eyes.

I sat in my desk chair tying up my running shoes, watching her. She looked so peaceful and I didn't want to disturb her, but I couldn't help brushing a little bit of hair behind her ear.

I leaned down and kissed her forehead. "Love you, see you in a bit." I whispered. I think Bella nodded in her sleep like she could hear me, but I couldn't be sure.

I ran a few laps around the dorm building, only thirty minutes, then headed back inside and took a fast shower. I had to be over at the football field by 7 for the 10 AM game. I thought about waking Bella, but I knew she had her alarm set for 6:30 and then 6:45. We had fallen into this Saturday morning game routine very easily, although the early hours were murder after a busy week of classes and practice in my case.

After I had packed my bag for the game with a change of clothes, Bella and I had plans for lunch after the game win or lose, I kissed her again, this time on the cheek, and left closing the door quietly behind me. The bus for the team was leaving from the athletic center at 6:30, so I still had plenty of time to walk there. I put my earbuds in for the walk and pulled my coat closer. It was a typical chilly November morning.

I couldn't wait for next week. It was Thanksgiving break, and although my parents came out almost every Saturday for the games, it was going to be so relaxing to be home for a few days.

"Hey man," I greeted Marcus, a junior, as I walked up to the bus. We did the traditional one hand, one arm hug man greeting. "Where's you girl?"

"Still in bed probably." I checked my phone. Nope. I had a text.

Was that you kissing me goodbye this morning? Or did some weird dude sneak in through the window?

I knew she was being silly, and it made me smile. Considering the size of the window and the fact that my room is on the second floor, I don't think that's a possibility.

So it was you. You're so sweet. Are you at the bus yet?

Just got here. Did you just wake up?

Mmm…hmmm, and my first thought was of you.

Now who's being sweet?

I'll see you in a bit. I love you.

I'll have your seat saved. Love you, too.


"I think I'm going to puke." Marcus commented, reading the conversation over my shoulder.

"Come on, private moment." I shoved my phone back in my pocket.

"I'm teasing. Seriously, you have a great girl there."


"And she comes to every game, home and away. I know some guys whose girlfriends don't have that level of commitment."

"Well, we've only just gotten there. It was a bumpy start."

"Aren't all relationships bumpy at some point?" Obviously Marcus had a history with girls judging from the tone of his voice.

I just nodded as I typed a quick text to my mom to remind her of the time of the game. She texted me back quickly that she and my dad were already on the road and would be there for kickoff.

"Are you ready for the Thanksgiving game next week?" Marcus asked as we climbed on the bus. Our coach was already ticking off names on his clipboard and counting heads. We would be leaving in a couple minutes.

"Yeah, I'm not nervous at all. I just can't wait to get home."

"Me, too." Marcus was from Oregon, and his parents were coming to pick him up before they continued north to Canada to spend the holiday with extended family.

"Will your parents be here next week for the game?"

"Don't know yet. My mom has so much to finish planning I don't know if they'll make it for the game. But I understand, and it's not a big deal. They can always watch it on TV."


Our coach started going over the tactics for the game this morning as soon as the bus was moving. When he finished I stuck my buds back in to get into my zone before we arrived.

We had an hour in the locker room going over the plays we had practiced for the game, and then some time to ourselves to relax our minds and not stress too much before the game. I pulled out my biology textbook and started going over the chapter for Monday.

"Masen, she's here."

I looked up to see Bella standing in the locker room doorway wearing her team pass around her neck. She was wearing jeans and a long-sleeve shirt with a Huskies t-shirt over it. She waved and I got up to go over and hug her. I noticed after I put her down that she was wearing her charm bracelet, the 17 necklace, and her pom pom earrings. Her hair was up in a ponytail tied with a contrasting purple and gold bow. And she had even put on her purple Converse.

"Full team spirit today,"

"Just you wait till next week."

"I'm sure you'll be purple head to toe."

"Maybe not head to toe." Bella shifted on her feet as she smiled at me.

I reached out and fingered her pom pom earrings. "Remember when I gave those to you?"

"Yes, and it only took you five months."


"I know, I know. We were having trouble communicating."

"That's an understatement."

Bella leaned up, holding my hands, and pressed her lips against mine. "No trouble now."

"Definitely not,"

My mom had picked out the earrings on Christmas when we had gone into Seattle to visit family for the holiday. I wasn't entirely sold on them at the time, but the more I looked at them over the next five months the more I knew Bella would love them.

The last weekend in May Bella and I had some free time with no work or sports holding us up. We had just started spending more time together after months of near disconnect and a close end to our friendship. I had invited her to spend spring break with my parents and I in Jamaica, and we had had a great time. One of the last nights we were on the island I had kissed Bella.

I don't know why I chose that moment, but the whole time I was thinking I love you, Bella, and I wanted to show her without saying the words. I was too much of a coward at the time to tell her.

That weekend we went back to Seattle to the Space Needle again and walked around on the observation deck for over an hour. Bella loved being up there and seeing the landscape all around her.

We talked about my leaving for UW the first week of July and how much I was looking forward to it. I could tell Bella wasn't as excited because I was leaving so soon after graduation. I wanted to ask her about where she had decided to go in the fall, but she had been so hesitant to talk about it I didn't want to push her.

But I knew I wanted to give her the earrings that day. They had been sitting in my nightstand for months since my mom and I had picked them out at Christmas. I never could figure out the right moment to give them to her but when we went into Seattle that weekend it seemed perfect. So they came with me.

After we left the Space Needle we decided to grab some lunch before getting on the road back to Forks. I let Bella decide, and she chose a staple eatery, a deli. I love them, too, and I was pleased with the selection available.

I paid for lunch and we chose a table away from the main area so we could hear each other and sat down to eat. Bella took a few quick bites while her Panini was hot and sipped her iced tea.

"I wish we could do this more often." Bella said as she paused to chew.

"Me, too." I agreed. I always found hanging out with Bella like this relaxing. Getting out of Forks for a day and going somewhere we both enjoyed. Being high above the city was peaceful. Standing next to Bella looking out over the Sound was peaceful.

Sitting here listening to her was peaceful.

She was home.

"I have something for you." I said, reaching into my pocket.

"Should I be afraid?"

"No," I placed the small blue box on the table and pushed it towards her. "Merry Christmas."

"It's May, Edward." Bella smiled at me, taking the box.

"Well, this is your Christmas present."

"I feel like a jerk."

I felt my brow knit together in confusion. "Why?"

"Because I got you a Christmas present, too, but I'm going to have to change it now."

"Don't worry about it. Just open yours."

Bella gave me a little smirk as she flipped open the little box. "They're beautiful, Edward." She picked up the earrings and put them on.

"They look beautiful."

"I'm going to have to come up with a new gift for you."

"I don't want anything."

"But I want to give you something. However…I want there to be some meaning behind it."

I held my hand up with a smile. "Really, Bella. I don't need anything."

Bella shrugged. "And neither did I, but you gave me something meaningful and beautiful. I want to do the same for you."

Bella reached into her pocket now and pulled out a small, blue velvet bag. "Give me your hand." She asked quietly. I offered her my hand, palm up. She opened the bag and tipped it over my hand.

Out spilled a silver chain with three charms on it. A husky charm, which I recognized from the college bookstore, a football charm, and a heart charm. I turned them over in my hand and read the engraving on the back of each charm.

So you can have me with you

Every time you play

Love, Bella

"Put it on for me." I said quietly, holding it up. Bella took it and unlatched the clasp and slipped it around my neck, closing the catch. "I'll probably never live this down with them," I thumbed in the direction of my team, but then cupped Bella's face, stroking her cheek. "But I don't care. This is very special, and such a wonderful gift. Thank you," I pulled her chin toward me and kissed her gently.

"Merry Christmas, extra late."

I laughed. Oh, so that was what this was. "Or very early," I joked.

"I told you it had to be something meaningful. I had it engraved yesterday, but I've been looking for the right sized charms for months. I thought if I had your charms, you needed mine, too." Bella fingered the long necklace and then toyed with her own bracelet. She glanced over my shoulder. "Your coach is back."

"Time to suit up."

Bella leaned up on her toes and kissed me goodbye. "I'll be cheering for you."

"I'll hear only you."

I gave her one last hug and walked back into the locker room. I got some ribbing and some jeers from my teammates but I could tell they were all wishing they had a girl like Bella. I sat down to look at her necklace and ran my fingers over the engravings. I gave the little heart a kiss and tucked the whole thing under my shirt for safe-keeping.

Needless to say we won the game that morning.

And the Thanksgiving game the week after.