Falling For The Catcher

Chapter 1- Moving Day

We all walked downstairs. "Dad, Rebecca got the biggest room." Mike complained again.

"Did she call dibs before you did?" I smiled knowing I won.

"Yeah..." Mike sighed.

"She won fair and square son." I smiled and stuck my tongue at him. I went to my pickup to get my boxes.

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I got all my boxes unloaded all I need now is my bed. It will be here in a day or two with everyone else's bed and stuff.

Thankfully I got to bring my motorcycle in my truck.

I unpacked some of my clothes, trophies, medals, and posters.

I put my posters up and my picture I have taken in the past.

I put all my clothes in my closet and put my shoes in the closet as well.

Once I was done unpacking I grabbed my black Chuck Taylor's and my skateboard. Not caring what I look like I have basketball shorts on with a shirt that says 'I'm a catcher. What's your super power?' And shows my stomach piercing.

It's a has a catchers mask on it.

I ran downstairs. "Hey dad I going to go explore." I yelled opening the door.

"Okay be back by lunch." He yelled from what I'm guessing is the kitchen.

"Got it."

I walked out the door letting the summer sun hit me.

I put my skateboard down and got on. Rolling down the driveway onto the sidewalk. I skated unil I found a park. I got off my board and walked towards it. I saw some kids playing baseball. I smiled remembering what it was like for me at that age.

The ball rolled over to me.

"Hey miss. Could you through that back?" A kid in a baseball cap yelled getting some people's attention.

"Sure thing kid." I picked the ball and through it back. Straight to the glove.

"T-thanks miss." He stuttered amazed by my throw.

"Call me Bec, kid." I told him.

"T-thanks Bec." He said still in awe making me chuckle.

"No problem kid!"I smiled and got back on my board and went through the gigantic park.

I went a little faster.

I looked down at my wrist watch just for a second. I looked back only to run into someone.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry. I wasn't paying attention. Are you okay?" I said getting up to help the guy I knocked down.

"I'm fine. Thanks. But you're not, you're bleeding." He pointed towards my arm. It was scraped from my elbow to my wrist.

"I'm fine just another scratch." I shrugged. "I'm Bec by the way." I held my hand out.

"Jordan." He shook my hand.

"Well, I best be going before my dad kills me for being late. See ya!" I said skating off. Paying attention to where I'm going this time.

I skated back to my house.

"I'm home!" I yelled. "Okay. I'm in the kitchen." My dad yelled.

I put my board against the wall and walked into the kitchen.

"Did you have fun?" My dad asked. "Yeah. This town is pretty cool." I nodded.

"Did you meet anyone?" He asked.