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Passion
First Game
Today was our first game, and to say I was nerves as fuck was an understatement. I showered and got changed, Coach told us to dress up nice for all the home games, then he turned to me and said no jeans, So I’m wearing a skirt, kill me know. My dad already left for work, but he left me some burger king breakfast sitting on the counter. I ate than ran over to Carter’s house, they were just walking out of there house the same time I was.
“So Cam, I heard that you caused that little incidence in the cafeteria yesterday.” Derek said
“Me?” I asked with an amazing poker face on “Never, you need to get your facts right.” I told him smirking
“Hmmmm, somehow I don’t believe you”
“Shocker” sarcasm dripping in my voice.
“So you did do it?”
“Ask your brother” Derek turned and faced Carter, and Carter shook his head yes
“FUCK YES! Ha-ha that was so funny, but why’d you do it?”
“She put water in my locker”
“And you made her throw up on the football caption because?”
“Paybacks a bitch” I told him simply
“Whatever, lets go” We all jumped into the car, before I realized each of the Fisher boys were wearing jeans and a button up
“Hey! Coach said no jeans!” I told them, slightly annoyed, I mean I was wearing a fucking skirt to school
“Thanks mom! But coach will never find out, know will he?” Derek asked
“Asshole” I mumbled
School went by rather fast, I got complements from all the girls, and stared at by all the boys in my outfit, never the less I wanted to run home and change into sweats. We were all warming up on the field before our game; I was throwing with Luke, when the other team walks on the field. A boy with blond hair walked on the field and my breath caught in my throat, he was insanely gorgeous, he caught me staring and smirked, I blushed and looked away.
“Alright guys! Everyone in the dugout!” We all ran to the dugout. “The staring line-up is Luke Roberts, Catching. Kaden Philips 1st, Juan Davies short, Derek Fisher pitching—“ I completely block out after late, I was enraged. I didn’t even start, heck! I wasn’t even subbing hitting for anyone.
“Captains and Coaches!” The umpire yelled, both coaches and captains meet at home plate to go over the rules.
“Did you really think you would start pitching over Derek? Come-on get over your self, he’s been on this team for a lot longer than you, so don’t expect to be starting anytime soon, or playing” Some other bench-warmer told me
“Watch me”
We all lined up on the 3rd base line and did the pledge; I looked at the stands, no dad but lots of students. Great more people to give me crap about being on the team to bang the players. I rolled my eyes and took a seat in the dugout, we were on the field first since were home, I noticed that Blondie has the same number as me, 22. Well at least I know he has great taste in numbers. Derek was pitching horrible today, I think he pulled a muscle in his shoulder before the game started, because he sucked ass! By the third inning we were losing 0 to 5, and it’s only the 2nd inning! Coach was yelling cuss words, and was looking around for something when his eyes suddenly landed on me
“You!” He pointed his fingers at me
“Me?” I asked
“Follow me” I got up and followed him, he called time and walked to the pitchers mound with me following him like a lost puppy. “You’re pitching” He told me.
“Come-on coach, I can do this!” Derek yelled
“FUCK no you can’t! You haven’t thrown one strike! Give the girl the ball” Coach told him, he sneered at me but never the less put the ball in my glove
“Don’t screw up” He walked off the field, I caught that ignorant son-of-a-bitch who told me I wouldn’t play eyes and I smirked, he just gave me a look. I started warming up my arm with a few weak throws; one it helps warm up my arm the best and two it makes the other team think I suck so they will be totally caught off guard.
“HOLY SHIT IT’S A GIRL!” A guy from the stands yelled, I herd a bunch of gasps then laughs, I ignored them all though, I was in my own little world. A boy walked up to the batters box smiling
“Don’t worry babe, if you play nicely I’ll fuck you after the game” He smirked, and the ump didn’t say anything which pissed me off. I heard a Luke just barley say don’t blink. Coping the words I told Derek the day of tryouts, which caused me to smirk. I didn’t want to screw around with this guy, so I threw him my world famous fast ball, he didn’t even swing
“Damn boy! I thought I told you not to blink” Luke roared with laughter. The guy mumbled something I couldn’t hear and nether could Luke, because he didn’t say anything back. I striked this boy out and then two others, we ran into the dugout and I put my helmet up and I went up to bat. I hit it deep into left, almost over. I got to second and shortly stole third. My teammate hit me home and I scored.
It was soon the 7th inning and we were tied 5 to 5. Blondie was up, I pitch him a fast ball and he got a piece of it, but it went out. I was impressed, no one and I mean no one has ever got a piece of my first pitch. He ended up bunting it, preschool style, but still he was the only one that got on the bag with me pitching. We won the game 6 to 5, I was lifted up on Luke’s shoulders and he was chanting along with the rest of the team “Go Cam!” I finally felt at home. We had to shake hands with the other team and Blondie was at the end, he stopped me.
“Um, you pitch like really good” He smiled
“Thanks” I smiled back at him “I’m Cam”
“I uh heard” He blushed “What grade are you in?” He asked
“I’m a freshman”
“Really?”
“Yep, you?”
“I’m a sophomore”
“Cool, whats your name?"
"Justin"
"Thats a cool name" We stood there in awkward silence before he finally spoke up
“Would you like to grab dinner some time?”
“U-uh” I hesitated, was he for real?
“I know were from different schools and all that, but way different from the girls at my school and I really like that”
“Fuck yes, pardon my French” He laughed, we exchanged numbers and said goodbye. My team went to a local pizza place for a victory dinner; I didn’t eat though, I was too happy to put anything in my mouth. For once I could honestly say that I didn’t want to move again.
“So Cam, I heard that you caused that little incidence in the cafeteria yesterday.” Derek said
“Me?” I asked with an amazing poker face on “Never, you need to get your facts right.” I told him smirking
“Hmmmm, somehow I don’t believe you”
“Shocker” sarcasm dripping in my voice.
“So you did do it?”
“Ask your brother” Derek turned and faced Carter, and Carter shook his head yes
“FUCK YES! Ha-ha that was so funny, but why’d you do it?”
“She put water in my locker”
“And you made her throw up on the football caption because?”
“Paybacks a bitch” I told him simply
“Whatever, lets go” We all jumped into the car, before I realized each of the Fisher boys were wearing jeans and a button up
“Hey! Coach said no jeans!” I told them, slightly annoyed, I mean I was wearing a fucking skirt to school
“Thanks mom! But coach will never find out, know will he?” Derek asked
“Asshole” I mumbled
School went by rather fast, I got complements from all the girls, and stared at by all the boys in my outfit, never the less I wanted to run home and change into sweats. We were all warming up on the field before our game; I was throwing with Luke, when the other team walks on the field. A boy with blond hair walked on the field and my breath caught in my throat, he was insanely gorgeous, he caught me staring and smirked, I blushed and looked away.
“Alright guys! Everyone in the dugout!” We all ran to the dugout. “The staring line-up is Luke Roberts, Catching. Kaden Philips 1st, Juan Davies short, Derek Fisher pitching—“ I completely block out after late, I was enraged. I didn’t even start, heck! I wasn’t even subbing hitting for anyone.
“Captains and Coaches!” The umpire yelled, both coaches and captains meet at home plate to go over the rules.
“Did you really think you would start pitching over Derek? Come-on get over your self, he’s been on this team for a lot longer than you, so don’t expect to be starting anytime soon, or playing” Some other bench-warmer told me
“Watch me”
We all lined up on the 3rd base line and did the pledge; I looked at the stands, no dad but lots of students. Great more people to give me crap about being on the team to bang the players. I rolled my eyes and took a seat in the dugout, we were on the field first since were home, I noticed that Blondie has the same number as me, 22. Well at least I know he has great taste in numbers. Derek was pitching horrible today, I think he pulled a muscle in his shoulder before the game started, because he sucked ass! By the third inning we were losing 0 to 5, and it’s only the 2nd inning! Coach was yelling cuss words, and was looking around for something when his eyes suddenly landed on me
“You!” He pointed his fingers at me
“Me?” I asked
“Follow me” I got up and followed him, he called time and walked to the pitchers mound with me following him like a lost puppy. “You’re pitching” He told me.
“Come-on coach, I can do this!” Derek yelled
“FUCK no you can’t! You haven’t thrown one strike! Give the girl the ball” Coach told him, he sneered at me but never the less put the ball in my glove
“Don’t screw up” He walked off the field, I caught that ignorant son-of-a-bitch who told me I wouldn’t play eyes and I smirked, he just gave me a look. I started warming up my arm with a few weak throws; one it helps warm up my arm the best and two it makes the other team think I suck so they will be totally caught off guard.
“HOLY SHIT IT’S A GIRL!” A guy from the stands yelled, I herd a bunch of gasps then laughs, I ignored them all though, I was in my own little world. A boy walked up to the batters box smiling
“Don’t worry babe, if you play nicely I’ll fuck you after the game” He smirked, and the ump didn’t say anything which pissed me off. I heard a Luke just barley say don’t blink. Coping the words I told Derek the day of tryouts, which caused me to smirk. I didn’t want to screw around with this guy, so I threw him my world famous fast ball, he didn’t even swing
“Damn boy! I thought I told you not to blink” Luke roared with laughter. The guy mumbled something I couldn’t hear and nether could Luke, because he didn’t say anything back. I striked this boy out and then two others, we ran into the dugout and I put my helmet up and I went up to bat. I hit it deep into left, almost over. I got to second and shortly stole third. My teammate hit me home and I scored.
It was soon the 7th inning and we were tied 5 to 5. Blondie was up, I pitch him a fast ball and he got a piece of it, but it went out. I was impressed, no one and I mean no one has ever got a piece of my first pitch. He ended up bunting it, preschool style, but still he was the only one that got on the bag with me pitching. We won the game 6 to 5, I was lifted up on Luke’s shoulders and he was chanting along with the rest of the team “Go Cam!” I finally felt at home. We had to shake hands with the other team and Blondie was at the end, he stopped me.
“Um, you pitch like really good” He smiled
“Thanks” I smiled back at him “I’m Cam”
“I uh heard” He blushed “What grade are you in?” He asked
“I’m a freshman”
“Really?”
“Yep, you?”
“I’m a sophomore”
“Cool, whats your name?"
"Justin"
"Thats a cool name" We stood there in awkward silence before he finally spoke up
“Would you like to grab dinner some time?”
“U-uh” I hesitated, was he for real?
“I know were from different schools and all that, but way different from the girls at my school and I really like that”
“Fuck yes, pardon my French” He laughed, we exchanged numbers and said goodbye. My team went to a local pizza place for a victory dinner; I didn’t eat though, I was too happy to put anything in my mouth. For once I could honestly say that I didn’t want to move again.