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The next morning after getting dressed, I went downstairs to see Scotty's Mom cooking breakfast with Scotty and my dad sitting down at the table. I sat in the chair closest to Scotty.
"Hey, (Y/n)" he said as if he was about to ask a question "Yeah?" I asked before taking a bite out of the jam and toast I'd fixed for myself. "Do you think uhh.. do you think you could reconsider teaching me to play catch?" He asked fiddling with the food on his plate.
"Of course Scotty" I said as my spirits lifted, His mother sat with us and gave me a smile.,"We'll start after breakfast okay?" I said taking another bite of my toast, "Sounds good!" He agreed and began to eat rather quickly.
After breakfast I fetched my ball and two mitts again, giving one to Scotty, who luckily remembered how to put the mitt on. "Alright so first things first, I don't believe I did much teaching when I showed ya this but, the key is to keep your eye on the ball, whether it be pitching, batting, in the outfield, no matter what, keep your eye on the ball" I explained as I backed away from him.
"Okay, got it" he said. "I'll throw it to you this time okay?" I said. "Okay I'm ready" he said getting back into his stance. I rolled my eyes and gently tossed it to him, but it went right past him. "Darn, sorry" he said then going to get the ball. "It's alright... just remember to keep your eye on the ball" I repeated.
He nodded and prepared to throw it, I stood ready to catch it, but he tossed it and it just rolled towards my feet. I took a deep breath and picked it up. "Okay, again, eye on the ball... this one's gonna be a bit faster alright?" I said. He nodded and took his stance.
I wound up and threw it, although a bit too hard, because it ended up hitting Scotty in the eye, knocking him over. "Shit! Scotty! Are you okay?!" I asked running over to him.
I brought him inside and sat him down at the table, my dad being who he was grabbed a slab of meat out of the freezer and plopped it onto his face. "There" he said "it'll be black but at least it won't swell" my dad said. "Scotty I'm so so sorry!" I apologized. "Don't worry about it, it was an accident" he said still holding the slab of meat to his eye.
About an hour went by since I hit Scotty in the eye with the ball, we were now sitting on the steps of our house watching the cars drive by and playing eye spy. "Scotty I really am sorry" I said once again. "I said don't worry about it (Y/n)@ he said, "I guess baseball just really isn't my thing"
I looked down at the ground until I heard footsteps nearing us. I looked up to see the same guy from the field, the one with the black hair and tan skin, "Hey uhh we're gonna go play some ball and we need an extra guy" he said, "you guys wanna come?" He asked so nonchalantly.
"Sur-" Scotty cut me off, "no thanks" I glared at him, "why not? Don't you like baseball?" The boy asked, smiling with teeth I'd just happen to notice we're very straight and white. "My uh.. my glove, it's busted" Scotty said gesturing inside to where his imaginary busted up glove was, "see now I can't go"
"Here, I got some extras" he said tossing one glove to Scotty and attempting to toss the other one at me but I stood up before he could. "No need... I got my own" I said. The boy gave me a small smile "Well get it and come on" he said. I nodded and ran inside while Scotty trailed behind me "Hey mom we're going to play some ball!" He yelled as I made my way back to the door with my glove.
We then ran down the street towards town "I'm Benny by the way, Benny Rodriguez" he said first to Scotty, shaking his hand which makes me laugh. "Uhh Scotty Smalls, and this is my stepsister" he said wanting me to introduce myself. "(Y/n) (L/n)" I said slightly smiling. "Well nice to meet ya, I want you two to meet some of my friends"
We came up to the drug store where there was a group of boys gathered outside the store. "Hm hee hreah hamhimo" one of the kids announced with a stick in his mouth, acting as a cigar, as the group watched him, clueless, "What?" The group asked. "Hm hee hreah hamhimo" They all looked at each other, "What?!" They asked once more.
He finally pulled the stick from his mouth to speak, "I'm the Great Bambino" he said as if the group should've known, "Ohhhh" I heard them nod in agreement. "Who?" Asked Scotty, whom I slightly turned to stare at, as did the rest of the group.
"What did he say?" Asked the kid who was just portraying The Babe , "We're you born in a barn man?!" Asked a tall kid with glasses, "yeah-yeah what planet are you from?" Asked a shorter kid. I could tell that Scotty genuinely didn't know who they were talking about.
"You never heard of The Sultan of Swat?"
"The Titan of Terror?"
"The Colossus of Clout?"
"The Colossus of Clout?!"
"The King of Crash, man!" I finally said to Scotty, maybe jotting his memory, which noticeably didn't. "Oh.. oh yeah The Great Bambino! I-I thought you said uh.. The Great... Bambi" he said trying to make off like he knew what he was talking about. "That wimpy deer?!" One of the boys asked him.
"Yeah... I guess so... sorry" he said looking down, I then covered my eyes to keep my face from being hidden over the second hand embarrassment I was enduring.
"Well!" Benny said breaking the awkward silence "Scotty, (Y/n), that's Tim and Tommy Timmons" he said gesturing to, who I assumed were brothers before they spat at the ground.
"Michael 'Squints' Palledorous"
*spit*
"Alan McCalennan, we call him 'Yeah-Yeah'" *spit*
"Bertram Grover Weeks" *spit*
"Kenny DeNunez" *spit*
"And Hamilton Porter, we call him Ham" *spit*
"Anyways... uh guys this is (Y/n) and Scott, they're gonna be playing with us, so now we got ten.. more than enough for a full team" he explained and continued before they protested "come on let's go to the Sandlot!" He said, then there were numerous complaints stating that it was too early to be playing baseball or whatever.
"Why did you bring them?" I heard Bertram ask Benny on our way to the Sandlot. I decided to walk with Scotty who was at the back of the group. "Because, we had eight, and they make ten" he explained as if it wasn't already obvious.
"Yeah-yeah so does my sister but I didn't bring her" yeah-yeah said to Benny, "why'd you bring her anyways?" He asked. "Like I said, it makes ten!" He repeated.
"Come on Benny man" Kenny butted in "He ain't game, you saw the way he threw" Benny stopped making the others stop as well, "what about her?" He asked, remembering my throwing skills from the day prior. I stopped, very surprised he would defend me.
"She's a girl!" Ham said, "so she made one lucky throw! Big deal!" I rolled my eyes, now getting overwhelmingly angry, "And besides, you fill up all the empty spots since Elz moved to Arizona!" Tommy added.
"Yeah and now I gotta rotate nine places instead of seven... I need the practice guys" Benny explained, "you're the best on the team!" Ham said, the others agreeing, "you don't need no practice!"
"Benny, listen, the kids an L... seven... weenniiiee!" Squints said making the shape of a square on his forehead, "Oscar Mayer even! Foot Long! Dodger Dog! A WEENIE!" They kept taunting Scotty.
I looked over at my stepbrother who looked like he was about to cry once more at the hands of these kids, I was now getting a bit fed up. I looked up and my gaze met with Benny's who turned back to the group. "Who are you laughing at Yeah-Yeah?! You run like a duck!" He said which made me laugh a bit more than I expected it to, why is this boy defending me? He barely knows me.
"Yeah yeah but I'm.. I'm still-" Yeah-yeah started but was cut off by Benny, "Still part of the game right?" He asked. "Well... yeah" Yeah-yeah said.
"Then how come they can't be?" Benny asked his team.
"Because, he's a geek, and she's a girl, it's simple" Bertram said. I'd about had it with these guys, I knew this would happen the minute I agreed to this. I walked up to them, "So you think girls can't play?" I asked Bertram specifically, crossing my arms, looking up at him not intimidated at all. They all stared at me not saying a word, "oh what? Now that I'm here you won't say any of that stuff to my face?" I looked at them all, still silent.
"Who's got a bat?" I asked. "Right here" Benny said holding his bat out to me, "I'm gonna need that in a few innings alright?" I said. Benny smiled and looked around at his team then back at me, "sure"
"Good, now are we gonna all sit on our asses or are we gonna play baseball?"