this was technically my second day in san fernando valley because we moved all of our stuff in yesterday which was also the last day of school where i lived *ring ring, ring ring* it was my alarm clock going off. i groaned then slammed my hand on it causing it to turn off. i payed there for a couple more minutes because i had no reason to be in a rush, i didn't have any friends.. yet i hoped. eventually i got up and hopped in the shower. i got a tan towel and partially dried my hair and began to comb my hair out. once i finished i left it in a low ponytail knowing i was gonna wear a hat.
once i dried my hair i ran to my room and put on a white tank top, a blue unbuttoned flannel, a dark blue yankees hat, cuffed jeans, and white converse
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i then ran downstairs to eat breakfast expecting that my dad was downstairs, he wasn't. all that was there was some scrambled eggs, bacon and orange juice. as well as a note which stated "i had to go to work early today you know how it is having to be in the office with all the fancy coding stuff. i left breakfast on the table! go make some friends today champ!." i then realized i did HAVE to make friends i then finished my food and drink quickly and grabbed my baseball equipment. did you really think i wouldn't like baseball? i'm babe ruth's great grand kid for god sake. i then ran to open the door and there was a blonde boy standing there already like he was about to knock "hey pretty" the strawberry blonde boy said "um hi? what are you doing on my porch and why are you here?" i asked a bit annoyed "one question at a time there cutie" i rolled my eyes knowing he was gonna attempt to stick to me like glue. "and what's a girl like you doing with baseball a mit and a bat? the boy asked we were now sitting down on my porch steps "i'm trying to go make some baseball friends but you won't seem to hope off of my dick for some reason" i stated "well your a feisty one aren't you?" he asked in a flirty way "look if you're just gonna keep flirting with me i'm really not interested with having a boyfriend or whatever you want with me." i lied. he was kinda cute but already seemed like a pain in my ass "well then i suggest i'll just have to be patient with you. miss?" "riques" i finished for him "harley riques"(pronounced ricks) "and you are?" i asked wondering his name. "phillips, jordan phillips" he replied staring at my chest. i clapped my hands "woah there buddy my eyes are up here thank you very much." yep, he was gonna stick to me like glue. "sorry." he apologized "it's alright i assume you don't get much contact with girls huh? i laughed "i do too! i'm actually a lady's man making some fruity pose. "yeah, whatever phillips." i shrugged "oh hey!" i exclaimed "hey babe" he winked "nope" i shut him down quickly "we should go to that dugout. i saw it yesterday driving here!" "i stated happily "sure if you want princess" he tried to slip in the word princess "don't even Phillips" he smiled "ill go get my bike even tho we can walk i plan on taking a little tour later. you can tag along if you like" "sure ill go get my baseball equipment" he yelled as he ran into his house which yAy its right next to mine. this kids gonna be such a pain. i thought to my self as i kicked the kickstand back up. i was about to drag it right in front of my porch but there was dirt on the seat so i leaned it on the wall of my house and kinda? bent down and whipped it off and ofcourse i hea- *whistle* i knew i shouldn't have bent down "well hello phillips, let's see what you got" i said "same to you" he replied
time skip brought to you by: phillip being desperate for benny to play ball with him.
we were now at the sandlot and of course we saw a bunch of kids there "let's go jordan! i yelled, wanting to play with them i grabbed his hand kinda dragging him to the sandlot and distracted a shirt boy with thick black glasses while he was up to bat causing him to not even swing and yell "a girl?!" and everyone's attention moved to me and jordan while i was still holding his hand, (couples goals! no i'm jk you better work for it.) "and with phillips?!" another voice yelled it was a chunky white boy with lots of freckles (love u ham <3) "ay what's yous doin here phillips" a boy with brown hair and chocolate colored eyes. he was hot i'm not gonna lie. but like i said i don't want anybody right now. after a couple seconds i spoke up and said "hey can we play ball with you guys?" a shorter boy with curly hair began to speak saying "and mr phillips what about you? do you want to?" he teased and another boy repeated it which looked a lot like him almost identical "whatever, i'm just here because she's new and wanted to come here okay?!" phillips said in a defensive tone. the same short boy with glasses walked up to me "you got a boyfriend beautiful?" he asked "no and i don't need one." i answered proudly. "well it looks like it the way your holding phillips hand" he stated. i realized we were still holding hands and blushed, looking at him quickly, he winked of course and i let go and put my hands behind my back still blushing. "can we play or not?!" i yelled trying to change the subject. sure let's get to it
