Part 1

*author's (ME!) note: this fan fic is based on my sprinting experience(whatever little i have) and my aspirations. some of the characters are based on characters for Twilight (the Cullens) and real life but i have altered them a little. so i don't get sued. anybody who critisises this fic can go to he**. i mean it. queries on the cbox please.

by the way, brief snippets are also in my other earlier posts, When Joy Met the Cullens.

*at the sports meet*
i was at the annual Sports Meet. having just cleaned out the prizes in short sprints, i was sitting in the call room sipping Gatorade. it tasted foul so i was just putting it to my lips and pretending to drink because it would look cool.

and thats when i saw him. he soared effortlessly over the 80m hurdles when surreal grace and perfect technique. he streaked past all the other competitors, coming in first.

"Cullen, Jasper. 12.54s" the loudspeaker announced. siao, i muttered. even my best friend Jess (*author's note: im sorry Jessica! i couldn't resist!) couldn't beat that. and believe me, there wasn't a lot she couldn't beat. but this guy could have had a fluke, so i didn't think much of it.

*the next training (present day)*
warm ups are very boring, so i busy my mind with angle calculations. "okay, today we have new sprinter." i hear Coach's (the coach is foreign like miss natasha too) voice behind me so i spin around. when i did i see a strikingly familiar person beside her. "YOU!" a cry escapes my lips. its that Cullen boy. i shut up and finish the launches.

the thing i dread most during acceleration happens. "Joy" Coach calls from the top of the spec stand. "you and zis...." she struggles to remember his name. "zis...new sprinter. run together."

i shoot Jess an apologetic glance. we always do acceleration together. as i pair up with Jasper i feel suddenly embarrassed. im wearing my worn down pink spikes, he his branded spikes.

we pair up and i explain. "acceleration" i repeat what i was told on my first training. "is meant to be striding which gets faster."

starting, i start slow, feeling sure i would overtake him in the later part of the 100m as i accelerated. but as my speed quickens so does his. he keeps up with me till the end.

i am out of breath now, having used most of my energy trying to out-run him. i curse. i'll be tired for the rest of the training. Jasper grins at me and i snarl. never mind, i'll beat him later.

*THE END....FOR NOW....*

the tense isn't so good and the story line is kinda uninteresting. oh well.