First Base // Ryden

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Smiling Sarah is online

Jonathan Runner is online

Brenny Bear Urine has started a group call with Smiling Sarah and Jonathan Runner..

I wait and see the two faces of my best friends appear. Sarah's the first to show up, doing an exaggerated wave, then comes Jon who did a half ass nod like he's high or something. Which he actually might be.. you never know with him.

"Hey brenny!" Sarah squealed. "How was practice?" she asked both of us.

"Ryan looked good." I mumbled looking directly at the camera and seeing Sarah scoff and roll her eyes with a grin.

"Jon?" Sarah asked panning her attention to him.

"Practice was good. Our first game is tomorrow, you guys coming?" he asked taking a drink of the water he had.

I nod, "Of course. I've got nothing else going on Friday night. Why not." I say a bit sarcastically.

Sarah nodded with me "yeah I'll go. we can go get pizza or burgers afterwards or something." Sarah suggested.

"So, Brendon, do you want to go for me, or just to watch Ryan?" Jon teased causing me to groan.

"Jon leave him alone." Sarah said laughing. "You were in love once right?" She responded with a smirk.

"Hey!" Jon choked on his water "Spencer Smith is an exception! I was 15 going through a phase. I don't like him anymore!" Jon said turning a deep red causing Sarah and I both to laugh.

We talked for about another hour about our days, homework, and boring bullshit until we finally decided to go to bed.

I open my window letting the cool January air roam through my bedroom. I like sleeping cold.

I bundle up in my dark blue comforter on my pastel blue sheets. I like blue. Such a calming color. I rest my head on my cool pillow and smiled, letting my thoughts wander wherever they wanted to in dream land.

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It was loud in the bleachers where we sat. I looked next to me to see Sarah drinking a water and cheering for our team.

While she was genuinely enthralled in the game, I was busy staring at the beautiful figure that is Ryan Ross.

I don't know a thing about baseball, just that he's a damn good pitcher. With his strong arms throwing the balls, and how he holds the bat.

He can handle my balls and bat if you know what I'm saying.

Next thing I know, the bleachers are clearing out and the game has ended, (I think we won?) and Sarah and I are walking to meet Jon.

She's telling me how it went, because she knows I wasn't paying that much attention, when we saw Jon and a friend.

That friend just happened to be none other than Ryan Ross.

Jon and Ryan came up closer to us and my heart stopped.

"Hey guys this is Ryan, you mind if he joins us for dinner?" Jon asks looking at the both of us. Inside I was murdering him. I do that a lot.. maybe I should get help?

"No problem! Hi I'm Sarah." Sarah introduces herself holding out her hand for Ryan to shake it which he did.

Now I may be madly in love with the guy, but I can be cool around him and not freak out.

"o-oh.. h-hi. I'm breadbin- BRENDON. my names Brendon." I said with an awkward laugh and sweaty palms.

Told you I could be cool.

Ryan chuckles, probably at me. "Awesome. Well I've gotta change and then I'll be ready. Thanks again you guys." he explained nervously, but he hid it so well.

Jon nodded to follow, I'm guessing to change as well, until I stopped him.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I snap quietly.

"Asking a friend to come have dinner with my other friends." Jon shrugged. "He and his girlfriend had a fight and she was his ride. So I, being the great friend I am, offered him a ride and dinner." hearing Jon say Ryan and Helena had a fight kinda made my heart warm. Is that bad?

"You are a good friend I'll give you that." I admit.

"Damn right I am."

"I'm gonna die." I groaned.

"oh relax. Your ovaries can settle for a couple of hours." Sarah said slinging an arm around my shoulder while Jon was leaving.

"What if he doesn't like me? Oh god. I'm gonna hang out with Ryan Ross!" I said my cheeks heating up.

"You'll do fine. He's just another dude." Sarah said, her arm still around me. "C'mon, we'll wait for them by Jon's truck."

About 10 minutes later, both guys came waltzing up to Jon's truck out of their baseball uniforms and changed into freshly changed clothes.

Of course, Sarah decided to sit shotgun with Jon, leaving Ryan and I in the back together. Thanks guys.

I couldn't tell if I was gonna like or hate this dinner tonight.