It all starts when the Smalls family moves to a small town in California. There is baseball, the Beast, a group of boys who play on a small sandlot, and more but what happens once Isabella Smalls starts playing with the boys. Read to find out more!
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Mom is off of work today. She got a job at the local grocery store where we were the second day we were here. Where I met Jordan.
"We are going shopping."
"Shopping?"
"Yes."
She's making me go shopping with her because I need more "girly" clothes. I think my clothes are perfectly fine but I'm pretty sure she expects me to wear crop tops or dresses. Dresses aren't that bad but I'd rather just wear shorts.
Today I just wore my black and white plaid tank top, jeans, and of course my converse. The tank too is a little short but it's not terrible.
"Don't you like this?" She holds up a zebra print shirt with ruffles on the sleeves
"Maybe if I was seventy, yeah."
"Oh good heavens child, you are so picky!"
"Those aren't bad." I point at a pair of blue wrangler jeans and hanging right beside them is a blue shirt that matches great.
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"That shirt will go great with those pants and it's not that bad."
"Alright."
"Oh, look at that! That's cute." She points at a god awful pink outfit, I might throw up.
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"It's alright."
"We're totally getting that."
"Fine."
"There's a red and white shirt that you could wear with jeans."
"That's cute, I like it."
After at least thirty minutes we've left the store with three outfits and three pairs of shoes, which were of course converse. I got a pair of red converse, grey pair, and a navy blue pair.
On the way home we stop and get ice cream and then we go to granny's house or as I like to call her, Debra. She's only my grandma because of Bill so I basically never call her granny.
