Top of the second started with Mahki. I sat beside Noah as we watched the bottom half of our lineup get ready.
Seeing the opportunity to talk to Noah, I spoke up. "Hey...did you see that the pitcher only threw Zeke curveballs?"
Noah nodded. "Yea, it's probably a tactic or something."
"What for?"
Noah shrugged. "To try and get Zeke out? What other reason could there be?"
"Does Zeke have trouble with the curve?"
Noah rolled his eyes. "No way..."
"But he just grounded out.."
"That's because you're too slow!" Garret fake punched my shoulder, just knocking on me. "You need to stop being so scared out there, Bambi. You've been working on you're running and sliding so why were you hanging so close to first base?"
Oh, it's because of me.. I slumped against the bench. "Sorry. I thought...Actually I don't know what I was thinking. Maybe it's a bad habit."
Releasing slightly earlier cuz I might fall asleep writing the next chapter.
Funny story time
I was coughing really hard at like 2am and my dad who usually works nights heard me from his room. So he texts me “you okay” and I sent back, “no, I’m dying” and this man texts back: “Well do it quietly..some of us are trying to sleep”