Just a girl

Chapter 9 : "Shut your mouth, Phillips!"

It was the next day and I was just hanging out in the dugout. I was a little tired, since it was early. For some reason I didn't get much sleep last night. I had a lot on my mind. Definitely not you know who...

I watched as they played, Benny up to bat. Kenny pitched, Benny hitting it. Of course.

"Run!"

"Throw it in! Throw it in!"

"Get him! Get him!"

"Yeah, yeah!"

"First!"

"Run!"

"Go Benny!" I cheer, a smile on my face. Oh, how I love his passion for the game. The way his eyes light up when he plays is mesmerizing. He's so adorable... here we go again El..

"Oh, damn.." Ham huffs, as Benny makes it to home. I run over to him and give him high five.

"Nice job Ben!" I say, smiling.

He smiles back in response. Then I here Squints yelling.

"Oh, no!" He yells in despair.

"What's going on?" I say, as a team of boys roll in on their bikes. They looked a little mad. Damn, who pissed in their cereal this morning..

"Phillips..." Benny murmurs, grabbing his bat off the ground and walking over to Phillips and his team. The guys threw their gloves down on the ground and walked with Benny over to the bikers.

"It's easy when you play with a bunch of rejects and a fat kid Rodriguez." Phillips says, smirking.

"Shut your mouth, Phillips!" Benny defends, pointing his bat at him.

"What'd you say crap face?" Ham asks in disbelief.

"I said you shouldn't even be aloud to touch a baseball." Phillips responds.

I don't know much about this 'Phillips' dude, but I don't like him. He's such a prick..

"Except for Rodriguez, your all an insult to the game." Phillips says, venom lacing his words.

"Come on! We'll take you, right here! Right now!" Ham yells, pumping his fist in the air.

"Come on!" We all yell.

"We play on a real diamond, Porter!" The brat yells. "You ain't good enough to lick the dirt off our cleats!"

"Watch it, jerk." Ham says.

"Shut up idiot!" Phillips yells.

"Moron!"

"Scab - eater!"

"Butt sniffer!"

"Pus licker!"

"Fart smeller!"

After that comeback Bertram sniffed the air, a huge grin on his face. Gross Bertram..

"You eat dog crap for breakfast, geek."

"You mix your Wheaties with your mamas toe jam!"

"You bob for apples in the toilet, and you like it!"

Ham stood for a second, silent arose from the field. He took a deep breath. "You play ball like a girl!" He yells.

I smack the back of his head. "What the hell man?!" I yell.

Ham looks down guiltily and steps back.

"What's this Rodriguez? Your so desperate, you got a girl on your team? Pathetic.." Phillips says.

Oh no he didn't..

That one set me off like a light switch.

"The only thing pathetic I see is your face dickhead!" I yell, clearly mad.

"Feisty, aren't ya?" He says, "That's adorable.."

Oh you mther fcker..

"Your a creep." I say, crossing my arms and giving him a disgusted look.

"And your beautiful." He says.

"And your ugly as shit, now take your gorilla lookin' ass back to wherever the fuck you came from. Bitch." I say, glaring at him.

"What did you say?" He says, taken aback.

"You heard me, shoo." I say, waving my hand.

"Tomorrow. Noon. At our field." He says and turns around, riding off down the street.

I turned around to see all the boys trying to hold back laughter. I hear yeah yeah snicker and that leads to every bursting out into laughter.

"THAT WAS AMAZING!"

"YEAH YEAH YOU WERE ALL LIKE. TAKE YO GORILLA LOOKIN' ASS SOMEWHERE ELSE!!"

I laugh along with them, and see Benny still trying to hold back laughter.

Dude, just laugh-

Then seconds later he's in a fit of laughter along with us.

"Come on you guys! We're gonna win this!" I yell.

"Yeah!" Everyone yells.

Let's do this thing.