Waking up to Tommy violently shaking me, "Get up!" He says dragging out the p, whining. I groan and shoo him away. He leaves and I grab a tight long sleeve white shirt and a red short sleeve to go over the top. I throw on my red and white shoes, then realize I didn't change out of my pants. I still end up getting my joggers on with the on, but it was annoying. I add the flame bracelets and a white bucket hat. I throw my hair in a low ponytail and then walk downstairs. I flop onto the seat next to Techno and put my head on his shoulder. He looks at me and cocks his head sideways. I shut my eyes and put a spoonful of the cereal in my mouth. He wraps an arm around me and I smile at him. We understand each other even without words. I then finish up my cup of cereal and throw away the disposable cup. I grab my stuff and hop in the car. I fall asleep in the short car ride and am shaken awake by Wilbur. I sit up and carry all of my belongings out of the car. I almost tumble over because the fast movements cause my vision to become slightly black and spotty. I stabilize myself and walk over to my friends. I try to pay attention and talk but physically can't. I walk into homeroom and fall asleep on the table, the bell rings and I jolt up. I walk out of the room with Eryn and we start talking.
"Tired?" He asks as if it wasn't obvious enough.
"Yeah. But I have the first softball practice today so I better be energized by then," I say quietly.
"I'll cover for you in math. I'll do the practice and send you the answers after," He says kindly.
"You are the best," I say quickly and he laughs.
"Under one condition: You owe me a favor," He conveys.
"Alright sir," I say and we shake on it. We walk into math and I get a 45-minute nap and when the bell rings I jolt up, just like in homeroom, and Eryn slides his packet into his folder. We walk out and go our separate ways. The day goes on, sneaking little naps and getting my work done. Then comes lunch, which I forgot again, and I just set my head down and sleep. I hear Eryn tell them something about me being extremely tired and needing to be energized as I drift off. I am woken up by a scream and I jump. Lani had just been jump-scared by Tubbo.
"Sleeping beauty finally awakens," Tommy says, who was standing behind Tubbo. I flip him off and he gasps, fake offended. I laugh and then the bell rings. I make it through my last two classes and then make my way to the locker room. I change my pants and shoes. After that, I head out to the field.
"Hello everyone," A coach said, "This is all of the Softball teams but after today we will split you all up," I look at Drista and we frown at each other. Then we do very simple things, play catch, field grounders, hit a little, and then they send all of the teams home, but ours.
Coach Lane then spoke up, "You guys are going to go a little longer than them because I need to see you guys off of live pitchers. Puffy and Rihanna are you warmed up?" They nod and we start hitting. Most people are doing very poorly, Puffy is denominating them with her rise and screwball. Rihanna isn't doing as good but she is still getting a lot of people on her drop ball and changeup. It ends up being my turn and I step into the batter's box, clearing my head, focusing on the ball only. Rihanna starts me off with a fastball and I hit at least a double to the left side. Then a change which I foul off. She comes back with a fastball but it is way too high so I don't swing, then comes a drop which I nail back up the middle. She throws a few more pitches, I hit most of them, and I hit two over the fence, which everyone cheered for. Then, Puffy steps up. I step out of the box resetting and taking a deep breath. Don't overthink, just swing I tell myself. She steps up and starts me off with a drop, it isn't as clean as Rihanna's so I nail it farther than the one I hit off Rihanna. I then get a rise ball which ends up being a ball, then she throws a high fastball which I get a piece of. She is faster than Rihanna but I can still hit off her. She throws a screwball and I nail it to the fence, not over, but to. She throws me a rise and I swing, missing, I take a step out of the box, take a deep breath and step back in. She throws another fastball and I nail it sending it flying over the fence. Everyone gets super hype and yells. The coaches look very impressed, they tell me that it is the next person's turn and I turn around walking out of the box. The team yells and tells me to talk to the camera. I look over at the fence and see the phone clipped onto it. I walk over and wave, then fake kiss my bat. While the entire team laughs I walk over to them and the next person goes. We all cheer them on and then practice comes to a close. I put all of my stuff away and see Wil, Tommy, and Techno recording me from a distance. I run over to them, twirling and dancing on the way over. They all laugh and Puffy comes up from behind me.
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A Sleepy Girl-Sleepybois au
FanfikceY/n has been in and out of horrible foster homes, and always comes back to the same rude foster care worker who doesn't care what kind of home she goes to. So, when the Watsons bring her home she is scared and shy because of what she has been throug...