Memory Remnants

Part 1: Hannah

Memory Remnants Part 1

"Hey, batter, batter! Hey, batter, batter!" chorused the watchers on the bleachers as they clapped and stomped their feet in unison.

Madeline watched the game intently with the rest of the team. A girl got in position to hit the ball with her bat. Another girl stood a few yards away from her adjusted her cap on her head before throwing the ball. The batter missed all three times and then walked away in annoyance, her bat sliding on the ground behind her.

"Go back to China!" yelled the batter's team on the sidelines before it was time to switch positions.

"I'm from the Philippines!" the pitcher yelled back in response as she walked up to Madeline who was on the bench with her team. "I was pretty awesome, huh?" She winked.

"Very," Madeline giggled as she handed her a bottle of water.

She gulped it down before sitting on the bench beside Madeline and the rest of the team, even though Madeline wasn't on the team.

"Now you're all sweaty." She poked the girl.

"Oh really?" She tried to put her sticky hands on Madeline's dress.

"No! Bad Hannah! Don't ruin my gown! I worked hard on it!" she whined.

"It is pretty," Hannah acknowledged as she looked over it. It was blue with frills on the ends and opened in the front to reveal a white pleated skirt that went halfway down her calves. The top was wide and the sleeves were pleated white and to her elbows. With her long silky brown hair and bright hazel eyes, she looked like she came straight out of a story book. "How are you not burning up in that?" Unlike Madeline who liked to wear old fashioned clothes that she made herself that caused many people to give her odd looks, Hannah preferred to get all her clothes from the boy section at stores.

"I'm used to it." Madeline gave her trademark dazzling smile that made Hannah have no choice but to kiss her on the cheek and make her giggle. Many people disliked them for being with each other, but they were people that didn't affect their lives, so their opinions didn't matter to them.

When the game was over, their history teacher walked up to them.

"Too bad you didn't win again. You were great, though, Hannah," he praised.

"Thanks, Mr. Downs," replied Hannah as they knuckle-tapped each other. They were pretty close. Well, as close as a teacher gets with one of his students. "Going to that 'magical place' this weekend again?"

"Yeah," he laughed. He had nicknamed his cottage in the woods "his magical place".

She waved good bye before they walked to Hannah's house. Madeline always loved going to her home because she had such a nice family and her mother loved to collect little captivating figurines.

"How did the game go?" Hannah's mom, Sophie, asked them as soon as they were inside.

"We lost again. I'm like the only good player on the whole team," her daughter replied.

"I'm sorry I couldn't be there, sweetie."

"It's okay, ma. It wasn't much of a sight anyways. Madeline being there was enough."

Madeline smiled again at that. They went into the den together. In it, Hannah's eighteen year old brother, Austin, was playing a video game and was totally engrossed in it while her sixteen year old sister, Natalie, was talking animatedly on the phone. Hannah was the youngest member of the family at the age of fifteen, the same exact age as Madeline. All of them were completely supportive of Hannah's sexuality since the very day she came out to them when she was eleven. Austin had even already figured it out before it since she had never shown the slightest interest in anyone other than Madeline.