Seeing the sandlot(Edited)

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^the kids outfits^
Jasmine's POV
I hear my mom yelling for me to get up, but I am too tired. I hear her say, "Jasmine Alexandra Goodfairer! You get out of this bed or I will drag you out of it right now." I keep laying there. I hear her leave my room. Next thing I know I hear this shit.

(Turn the volume all the way up.)
I roll off my bed screaming, "MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!" Mom is just standing there laughing her ass off. I blew my bangs out of my eyes, "Real mature mom." She just laughs and finally calming down after a few minutes. She finally speaks, "ok. Come on you need to get dress. We all have to go meet the guys at the sandlot." I actually forgot about going to meet the guys. I push my mom out of my room so I could go ahead and get changed. I put on my mom's old softball uniform. The uniform was a blue shirt, yellow shorts, blue and yellow half calf socks, Nike cleats, yellow hat with a white D, and my hair was in a braid. Me and the girls decided to match for today. Earlier when I had cussed, my mom doesn't get mad about it. She said that at my age she and the others were cursing really bad, especially Aunt Sapphire, who is Gracie's mom. None of us are really related besides Breanna, or Bree, and Emma, or Em. They are cousins since their moms are twin sisters. Which is kinda weird since all four of our births are only a few minutes away from one another. Anyway, I head to the front door where I see my mom standing, "Finally. I have been waiting for 5 years." I raised an eyebrow at her, "If it has been 5 years, than why the hell am I still 13 and not 18?" She just gives me the 'Whatever Smartass' look. She threw her arm around me and we walked to her car. When we got there everyone else besides the boys were there. Before we walked in Aunt Jenny talked to us, "Ok, girls, listen please be nice. These guys are really nice." And with her slight southern accent Sapphire said, "Yeah but if one of them gets out of line then they have my permission to beat their ass. Especially Mac. And if he makes a smart remark to me I'll be the one kicking it." Jenny gives her a glare. Remember how I said that these guys are our dads? Well because of this I think Mac is Bree's dad since Jenny is her mom. And with that glare it is most likely true. Aunt Penny spoke before one of the others could, "Ok guys let's head in now."
Time to meet our dads than.
No POV
As the females entered the sandlot they saw that the boys were not there yet. So to pass up the time the teens played ball while the young adults sat in the dugout, which still had some decorations from all those years ago, to talk about how they thought this would play out. While everyone was either talking or playing, the boys snuck up behind the women, so that they could try and scare them. But before they did that they watched the young teens play ball together. And to say that they were shocked was an understatement. These girls were only 13 years old yet they played like pro ball players. "Wow. They can play ball and they play it like pros too." Saul said impressed to his 3 best friends. All the others could was nod in agreement since they were in awe of the scene in front of them. The boys got right behind the girls and got ready to scare them. The girls were sitting on the ledge talking to one another but was watching their daughters. David got behind Hailey, Tarquell got right behind Sapphire, Saul behind Penny, and Mac got closely behind Jenny. On the count of three, all 4 men grabbed the girls' shoulders and screamed, "BOOO!" Or at least 3 screamed that. One of them screamed, "BOO BITCHES!!" Of course, Mac was the one to say that. From the sudden scare all four girls screamed loudly causing the kids to slightly jump, stop playing, and look at the moms. All they saw was their moms trying to catch their breath and strange men, who looked familiar, laughing like hyenas. Mac spoke first, if you could call it speaking since he was too busy laughing, "HAHAHA. Yo..you guy..s sho..shoul..should have seen yo..ur f..fac..faces(You guys should have seen your faces.)" The women just mocked their laughs like they used to, the girls all chuckled and just continued their game. Gracie got ready for the pitch, it was one of the pitches she had been practicing to throw. It was called The Heater. Her mom told her it was something that her step-uncle invented and was a master at. She threw the ball towards the batting range which Jasmine was up to bat with Emma as the behind catcher. Jasmine hit the ball with a big crack sound that caused all the adults to look. Breanna ran backwards to catch the which she successfully did. She looked at the ball shocked it happened again and said, "DAMN IT. Not again." Because of her reaction it cause everyone to come over to her. When everyone reached to her she spoke to Jasmine, "Man, you gotta stop hitting them so hard girl. You're going to hurt someone with the way you hit theses days." When Jasmine saw what she did again she sighed, that was her boy best friend's ball. The ball looked half way gutted. Some of the guys of the ball was out. "Woah that was a great hit, kid." Mac told her but before she could respond he continued, "At least for a girl." Em and Bree gasped quietly looking up while Jasmine and Gracie full on glared at him. He just asked what confusingly. Even though they got a bit triggered at him, Hailey and Sapphire still sighed, "Girls. You two promised us y'all would try and be nice." Hailey spoke to them. Gracie was the one to speak up, "Yeah, try auntie dearest not actually will. You guys know better than anyone else we hate that saying." Before one of the women could respond, Mac opened his mouth, "Wow you can tell that their moms' are Sapphire and Hailey. They got the same attitude and stuff from when they were young, right guys?" Gracie wanted to tackle him but Emma, Breanna, and Jasmine hold her back from doing so. Yep, they are sure like their moms. "Well.. now that we are here let's introduce everyone." Jenny spoke to the group. Each girl went to their moms letting their moms wrap an arm around them. Sapphire spoke first, "This is my daughter, Gracie." Hailey spoke next, "This is Jasmine, my daughter." Jenny spoke third, "Breanna, my daughter." And Penny spoke last, "And my daughter, Emma." The boys just kinda stared at their daughters with admiration for them and their mothers. "Earth to boys." Jasmine tells them as all of the girls laugh at the boys who snapped out of their traces. "That's Tarquell, Mac, Saul, and I'm David." David spoke to the girls. "Nice to meet you." The 4 girls say in sync causing everyone to chuckle even though it slightly creeped the adults a bit about how perfect it was. It was like they planned to say it. "Anyway, what do you guys want to do??" Penny asks. Everyone thought before Hailey and Sapphire spoke together, "We have an idea." Tarquell spoke, even though he was creeped out by how sync everyone was being, "What is it?" They both look at each other then to the others, "Skating." Everyone agreed apart from Jasmine. "No. Last time I went skating, I kept falling on my ass. I couldn't sit down for days." Jasmine tells them. The boys looked slightly surprised by her language but shrugged it off. "Well... Matt might be there since him and the guys are hanging out." Gracie says smirking. Matt is the person who the ball belonged to, who also happens to be Jasmine's best guy friend and her CRUSH. After that sentence she agreed to go. Everyone smirks at her excitement besides David. His daughter, who he has only known for a short period of time but was already protective of her, had a crush on a boy. A boy who he also don't know anything about. "But first can we get change into something else besides our uniforms?" Emma asks everyone. The grown ups agreed to swing by the houses to let them change before heading to the rink. Mac, Jenny, and Bree went to Jenny's house. David, Hailey, and Jazz going to Hailey's house. While Tarquell, Sapphire, and Gracie went to Sapphire's house. Leaving Saul, Penny, and Emma to go to Penny's house.







*Edited 7/12/19*

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