whatever, phillips

"bite me"

once we arrived at our "real diamond" as Jordan calls it and of course, they were late "they literally had one job" i rolled my eyes, pushing strands of hair out of my face "well-" i cut one of Jordans teammates off "shut up they're here" we saw them walking in like they were above us or something "jeez chill out" Phillips looked at me 

the first batter was up and ham kept distracting them causing them to strike out, and then the next, and the next, and the next, and the next, then it was Phillips turn and i was hoping to god he would hit one.

"hey, is that your sister near the stands? naked?" ham tried to distract Jordan "shut up porter!" Jordan got back into position and hit it! it was a lucky hit because he hit a home run,  he almost got into a pickle but he made it

now it was my turn, if you didn't know me, you'd think i was batting for the sandlot kids as for all i was wearing that matched the team was Phillips' hat

"hey Harley, is that Phillips in the dugout? kissing Wendy?" ham said "what?!" i looked over to the dugout to check and missed the pitch, he wasn't of course and i shouldn't have fell for it "god dammit porter, would you shut up?" i groaned

 "like boyfriend like girlfriend" he mumbled "thats it!" i ripped off my helmet and started chasing him throughout the field "get back here you piece of shit!!" i yelled out catching up to him. 

right when i was gonna knock him with my bat Phillips came behind me and held me back, he whispered to save it for when i was really ready to hit his ass which calmed me down a bit. him holding me back turned into a hug from behind to keep me calm "how about we finish this tomorrow, when she's cool?" Phillips suggested "oh hell no! i'm not going anywhere near that maniac ever again!" ham called out "like i wanna be near you Dumb ass"  "okay calm down Harley, we'll see you guys around" Phillips smiled "i hope not" ham scoffed "bite me" i snarled "okay lets go" Jordan grabbed my hand