Chapter 3

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Maia Parker

Dear Diary

Day 3. I feel like I should put how many days its been. It's been three days since I've gotten world shattering news. Dads been doing alright considering his only kid has to get a transplant. He's been weirdly optimistic and positive about everything. Not once mentioning the possibility that if I get a heart it could reject me, or my current one could fail me at any given moment and I could just combust.

I wouldn't actually combust, I'd probably just die suddenly. Speaking of death, what happens when you die? Like I know your body get buried or cremated and your family has a sad party to celebrate your life, but what happens to you? Do you just float on into the unknown? Do heaven and hell actually exist? Will I end up in heaven or will I end up in hell? Would I get to watch my dad go through life without me? Do I just cease to exist? I don't know. Maybe one day science could tell us.

"Whatcha got there"? Shaun asks as he takes a seat next to me at the table.

He places his tray down next to mine and I close the journal. "None of your business". I respond tucking the journal safely into my book bag.

"Writing me a love letter". He teases.

"Eww. No".

After kicking Tyler Hannigan out of the starting pitchers spot hes waited three years for Shaun now sports the red number 18 jersey, which currently hugs his athletic form. His dark hair is hidden under the new Red Georgetown East Firebirds baseball cap hes sporting. "Shouldn't you be sitting with your teammates"? I nod my head towards the sea of red jerseys at the front tables.

"Nah. I think Tyler would stick a plastic knife in my hand so I couldn't play today". He picks up his fork picking at the fruits on his tray.

"So your still sitting with us for your own safety"? Nadia teases as she sets her tray down, taking the seat across from me.

"Gotta do what I have to do". He shrugs picking up his cheese burger and taking a bite. "Oh are you guys going to the game tonight"?

"YES"! Nadia answers at the same time Holly and I answer "No".

Both of us shoot her a shocked look. "What? We have to support our new friend. Plus after you knocked Tyler down a peg I want to see him looking all pissy on the bench".

"He wasn't even all that good. He can't even throw a curve right, or a fast ball fast". Shaun states causally. "But seriously, are you going? My little sister will be there and I need people I can trust to keep an eye on her".

"What about your mom, or dad"? I ask.

"Oh, uh". He takes a drink from his water bottle. "They can't make it tonight".

"You have some shit parents". Nadia tells him. "Not even coming to your game. We all will be there".
A soft smile plays at Shauns lips. "Thanks guys, well gals".

Climbing up the bleachers with our backpacks on and a paper cup full of soda we take a seat at the top. "Perfect spot". Nadia states.

I take seat on one side of her, and Holly on the other. The Georgetown Easts boys in red warm up tossing balls to each other on the field. Shaun stands on the mound tossing slow pitches to the catcher. Tyler stand off to the side glaring at Shaun as he tosses a ball back and forth to someone else who is benched for the game. "Did you hear? Makenna broke up with Tyler".

Makenna is our schools popular girl. Shes a cheerleader. The cheerleaders only perform at the football games in the fall and basketball games in the winter. During the spring they spend their times preparing for competetions. She's the captain and has it out for every single girl that eyes whatever boy she has her eyes on. My guess now that she broke up with Tyler, who was prospected to be the star pitcher, she will be going after Shaun. The guy who only seems okay talking to us. "Bets now she goes after Shaun". I state. "If he's any good".

"Shaun's really good". A little girl sitting in front of us states.

She turns around looking up at us, brown eyes stares into mine. Dark Hair similar to Shaun's in color is held up in a braid with a bow at the end. A hello Kitty backpack at her feet. "Are you Callie? Shaun's sister"? I ask.

"Yeah. Who are you"?

"We're Shaun's friends, He asked us to keep an eye on you". Nadia answers.

"Well, you don't have to worry about that anymore. Shaun asked me to keep an eye on her". An unfortunately familiar voice states.

Makenna. She pushes through people, forcing them to move over so she can sit next to Callie. "Have you even talked to him"? Nadia asks.

"Me and him don't need to talk, we communicate a different way. I'd ask if you know what I mean, but you obviously don't. Seeing as you two are gay, and you're not on anyones radar". She states looking at me. One of her minions sits on the other side of Callie.

She looks up at me clearly uncomfortable. "How old are you"? Makenna askes, flipping her blonde hair over her back.

"I'm six". She answers shyly.

I look aver at Nadia who rolls her eyes at Makenna. "Sure, get close to his sister so you can get in his pants. What a good idea". She mocks.

"At least we don't need to befriend his sister to get him to talk with us". I joke.

I open my backpack up pulling out my sketchbook, If I'm going to sit here bored at least I can get some sketches in. "Unlike you, I have looks, tits, and ass on my side". Makenna hurls at me.

I roll my eyes and she turns around as the game starts. Our team starts off pitching. The announcer calls out their names as each player steps onto the field. The bases filling up as each name gets called. "And making his Georgetown debut. Your starting pitcher Shaun Renner".

Seeing as out school does not have the best sound system the announcer of the game is one of the teachers using a megaphone to project their voice. The visiting team chuckles at the janky set up. The home side screams when Shauns name is called. Callie being the loudest, and Makenna yells I love you like some crazed fan. I roll my eyes and look around at the field around me trying to decide what to draw. Even through there are trees and bushes in the background that are starting to flower and gain colors, I find my eyes keep looking back at Shaun on the mount.

He looks so calm up their. His shoulders tense, but relaxed at the same time. His eyes concentrated on home plate. He adjusts his hat on his head as the first batter takes the plate. The batter does a practice swing. Shaun leans forward a smile tugging on his lips. He adjusts his stance preparing to throw the ball. His front leg lifts up as his arm goes back. His foot coming back down to the ground as the ball leaves his hand. "Strike". The adult at the plate calls.

As I watch him I find myself drawing him. Through out the game he gets strike after strike. Foul balls are called, some runs are made, but in the end Georgetown East winds. Granted the score ends with a 5-4 us win, but a win is a win. As Shaun throws his last strike the team runs out from the bench and those on the field run towards him lifting him up in the air. I find myself Standing up and cheering with everyone else.
My drink that ended up on my lap falls off my lap. The liquid in the cup spills out all over Makenna. The cup cluttering to the ground. Everything seems to slow as Makenna lets out a loud shrill. "You did that on purpose"! She turns to my. My grape soda staining her hair. "You are such a freak". She yells.

People around us laugh at her, but I find myself frozen in my spot from her murderous glare. She begins pushing through people storming off. Her minions following her. I hear Nadia laughing as I find myself being brought back to reality. "Nice one". She states.

"It was an accident". I tell her.

"Who cares. It's funny". Holly states. "If anything she deserved it".

Callie stands in front of us giggling. I look back at the game to Shaun staring right at me. He doesn't look pissed at me for what I did, but he looks happy. Maybe its because of the win, or maybe its something else.

In case you can't tell updates are every Thursday. Hopefully. Depends on how busy I get once school starts, but I'm hoping to have most chapters written before that, but I only have like 4 days, so we shall see how much I get done.  

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