Playing With The Bad Boy

nutty fudge ball

Chapter.9 Nutty fudge ball

"Alright boys, Gavin High is an easy win, we won the coin toss so we are batting first" Coach announces as all the boys cheer in response. I glance over at Axel who seems uninterested typing away on his phone. In my opinion, baseball is a hot sport, I've never noticed much of the guys on my team but Axel makes me do a double take.

Coach takes out his clip board studying it for a few moments before speaking, "Garcia, you are batting first"

"Woah since when am I first in the batting line up?" I ask out of disbelief, "Yeah why is she first she can't bat for shit" Nolan Johnson asks, one of our power hitters and one of Plain-view high's main heart throbs.

"Last time I recall mate, Wesley didn't strike her out" Grayson Parker retorts with a grin. Grayson Parker is what some might describe as easy on the eyes, he's one of our High School's three 'king', well four now. It seems Wesley is now apart of their weird cult people praise.

"Ouuuuu man she got you" Cooper screams cupping his hands around his mouth earning a glare from Nolan who mutters a few curse words sitting down on the bench.

I sigh grabbing my bat heading out of the dug out to the the side lines before I step up to bat. The sun was beating down for February weather, the blues in my uniform attracting it even more. I wipe some sweat off my face attempting not to smudge the war marks on the cheeks Amber put there for whatever reason before putting on my helmet.

I glance over at the pitcher, Kyle Deck, more like Kyle Dick. Hah, good one Carolina good one.

Kyle Deck has had a stick up his ass ever since I publicly rejected him last year throwing my nachos all over him when he tried feeling me up. What? I panicked.

After he's done a few practice pitches I step up to home plate feeling slightly nervous, he wouldn't try to hit me with a pitch right?

He has an amused sinister sneer on his face as he obnoxiously chews his gum slightly narrowing his eyes at me.

"Well if it isn't our favorite dyke? Am I right Sal?" Kyle asks as the pitcher Sal chuckled from the ground. I've always been super passive when it came to people like him, so I decide to annoy it getting into my stance.

"Maybe you should stick to girly things, boys belong in baseball honey, not girls" He sneers winding up for the pitch. I roll my eyes, seriously? Are we not in the 21st century?

He throws the pitch which looks dangerously close to me, I take a step back, thank goodness, it would've hit me. "Ball one!" The umpire yells and I shoot Kyle a deathly glare.

Is that nutty fudge ball trying to kill me?

I glance over at my coach who has a slightly worried look on his face considering he is well aware of the nacho incident. In the end he just shrugs giving me a 'deal with it' look. I nod in response getting back into my stance.

After three more attempts of trying to break my face it's been four balls, meaning I get a walk to first base. I give an innocent smile at Kyle as I approach first base. His glare is icy as he discreetly flicks me off returning to his pitching.

I turn around to see Axel is batting next. Kyle grins shouting a few indecipherable things to Axel who just blows it off. Geez, what a drama queen.

Kyle pitches a ball which looks like it's actually in the strike zone and he isn't trying to kill him. Axel swings the bat and hits the ball with a mighty swing. I look up admiring it as it soars through the air landing in the outfield. I giggle to myself as all the out fielders run after it. I feel like I should be doing something.

"RUN GARCIA!" Coach's scream wakes me up and I turn to see Axel already behind staring at me like I have two heads. I begin running, sprinting like I'm on fire in attempt to make up for lost time. What's wrong with me?

I run past second base stopping at third base, I turn to Axel who's watching the out fielders from second base. He quickly turns to me with wide eyes, "run" he demands sprinting to third base. I don't stop to think about it, I move my feet as fast as they'll take me to home base running over the plate.

The crowd is going wild screaming, I turn around to see Axel sprinting to home base as the third baseman throws the ball to the catcher. Axel slides into base just as the catcher catches it, "Safe!" The umpire exclaims making the crowd grow even happier.

I sigh in relief as Axel stands up staring at me with a lop sided grin. He approaches me wrapping his arm around my shoulder as we enter the dug out full out rowdy teen boys giving Axel high fives and compliments. Gee thanks guys.

The rest of the game goes by moderately fast, we won, 6-0. Coach said something about a team bonding we all have to attend tonight, a celebratory dinner at a local Mexican restaurant down town.

I exit the dugout approaching Olly and Amber in the stands with a wide grin, it's always interesting seeing them at my games considering it's neither one of their "cup of tea".

"Fancy seeing you both here" I climb up the stands sitting next to them, "good job" Olly says in muffled tone from his face stuffed with nachos.

"Yeah good job Care" Amber smiles, "do you guys want to hang out tonight? I've got a scary movie and popcorn at home"

"I'm in" Olly states pulling out his phone, "I wish, I have a team bonding dinner tonight, next time yeah?" I ask and they both nod.

"Good game Garcia" a familiar deep voice calls out from behind me, I spin around meeting the icy cold glare of Quinten Lollis.

I feel my breath hitch in my throat at his presence, I suddenly can't breath. I fight back tears daring to fall as he now has a full on smirk. I feel my blood begin to boil and my fists ball up at my sides, why is he here?

"W-what do you want?" I stammer feeling my knees weaken at his present, "I can't come to check out the competition?" He asks in an innocent tone approaching me with a smirk playing at his lips. Quinten pitches for Plain-view High's rival team, Trenton High's Vipers, a school just a few hours away and who we typically play for championship.

"I need to talk to you Carolina" He demands rather than ask and before I can protest Amber cuts in, "sorry dick face my friend might be too nice to say something to you but I'm not, take your evil manipulative ass home" Amber spits narrowing her bright blue eyes at Quinten who just seems unaffected as his smirk only grows into a mischievous grin.

"Ahh Amber still Amber I see?" He asks and I suddenly feel light headed like I might puke at any second. This can't be real, it's all so surreal. My head is spinning, why is here? What does he want?

"I'm sorry...I..I c-can't do this" I stutter pushing past him bowing my head in defeat ignoring all of their calls as I leave the field.

I wipe a tear that has escaped as I unlock my van stepping inside. I just don't understand, he's hurt me worse than anyone has my entire life, what more can he want?

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