Fighting First Love

I Love Baseball

Purchases safely stowed in the back of my Range Rover, we had just enough time to get to school and grab some seats before the game started. We didn’t have a chance to grab lunch, but our school’s concession stand would be selling hot dogs and chips to support the athletic department so we could eat there.

I lucked out, grabbing an open parking spot along the fence behind the bleachers. I grabbed my brothers jersey’s from the back and put Lances’ 24 on and slung Leroys’ 15 over my shoulder. “It’s so cute that they wanted you to wear their jersey’s, even if the idea sprouted from the ‘boyfriend stealer’.” Keri stated as we reached the bleachers and scoped out seats.

I had told them about the whole Becca incident my brothers overheard when they asked why their jersey’s were in the back and they flipped. They too thought I should’ve just burned it, but I hoped it would sting Blayne even more when he saw that I didn’t care about Becca wearing it.

It was probably wishful thinking on my part, but what was done is done so there’s no changing it. “Yeah, my brothers have their sweet moments once in awhile.” I said spotting some seats in the middle. I waved to my dad who was a couple rows up with Koa and Spencer’s fathers. We sat, Leah on the inside, me next to her, and Keri taking up the aisle seat. Once we were comfortable, I scanned the field and saw both teams were warming up on opposite sides, tossing base balls back and forth.

An irritating squeal from behind our dug out reached my ears and I turned to see Becca waving her arms at Blayne. He hated that, said it messed up his concentration, but she either forgot or didn’t care. As she moved, it wasn’t the flashy ‘Blaine <3 Becca’ on the front of her shirt that had me frowning, but the fact that Blayne’s jersey wasn’t covering it. I tried to lean forward in my seat to see if it was on the side of her, but couldn’t find it.

That was strange, unless my brother’s didn’t give it to him. I decided to find out before the game started or it would bug me the whole time. “Excuse me, Keri. I need to ask my butt head brothers something.”

“Oooh, I’ll come with, then we can stop at the concession stand afterwards,” she offered. “Leah, I’ll grab you something while you watch our seats.”

“No problem, It’ll give me more time to oogle all those goodie on the field,” she responded wagging her eyebrows.

Keri and I laughed as she lead the way to the bottom fence. “Psst, hey Lance, come here for a minute.” I called to him.

He motioned for Koa to hold the ball while he ran to meet me. “What’s up sis? Hey Keri.” 

“Why didn’t you guys give Blayne the jersey? Leroy took it with him when he got out of the car.”

He stared at me confused, “Lee did give it to him, as soon as we got in the locker room. He didn’t understand why we were giving him a jersey, until he opened it up and saw it was his, and let me tell you sis, if shock factor is what you were going for, you hit a home run. Dude looked like his puppy died, it was fun to watch.”

I took in what he was saying and found myself in a state of shock myself. If he had the jersey, why didn’t he give it to Becca? “I gotta get back, but I have to say, you look almost as good in my jersey as I do.” he laughed before running back just in time to catch a fast ball from Koa. I moved my gaze down the line of players warming up, and stopped when it landed on Blayne. He turned toward me in that moment, and even from this distance I could tell something was bothering him. Before I could dwell anymore on it, Keri was pulling me in the direction of the concession stand, eager to get her hands on some food.