"What the heck happened to you guys?!" I ask, referring to their puke stained shirts.
Turns out, the boys had gotten sick and thrown up from the tobacco. Suck on that, Bertram.
"T-bacc-o..." Ham mumbled out.
"See Bertram?! Now everyone's sick!" I say.
I walk over to my little brother, Scott, rubbing his back as he pukes in a bush. Ew..
**Skip to 2 days later**
I was sitting in my house starring out the window. The boys had sworn off of the tobacco for the rest of their lives. The only reason I knew they would get sick is because my 'friends' back in Arizona made me chew that crap. It really does taste like shit.
I'm glad they swore off of it, especially Bertram. They took 2 days to recover from it. Meanwhile, me and Benny hung out at The Sandlot. We normally just threw the ball around or chased each other. It was quite a lot of fun.
Today was finally the day that all of us would head back to The Sandlot.
I heard the doorbell ring, assuming it was Benny. I rushed over to the door seeing you know who.
"Hey, everyone's feeling better today and Bertram's mom finally ungrounded him. We're all meeting up at The Sandlot, you ready?" Benny says.
"Yeah, Scott's feeling better too." I respond, grabbing my glove from a small table near the front door. "Scott! Benny's here!"
"Coming!" He shouts, racing down the stairs.
Luckily, my mom wasn't home. She was at the grocery store and Bill was out of town for business. Lucky me. (No sarcasm intended lol)
"Lets go!" I say as we run down the street to The Sandlot.
Soon we arrive, I decided to sit this game out. I don't know why, I just wasn't feeling it at the moment. DeNunez pitches the ball, Benny hitting it hard.
So hard, that the white leather tears off of it. Holy shit.
The leather hits the ground, while the insides hit Scott's glove.
Everyone rushes to the leather, huddling around it.
"Oh, man." Yeah yeah says.
"I don't believe it." Squints says.
"Bitchin' ." DeNunez says.
"Nah, it ain't." Benny says. Huh?
"Come on. Maybe two or three guys in history... ever busted the guts out of a ball." Squints states.
"Must be an omen." I say, finally speaking up.
"All's it means is that we can't play no more. It's only 12:00, and I just ruined the whole day for us." Benny responds.
"Aw, come on. Don't beat yourself up. This is the best thing I've ever saw." I say, putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Yeah." Everyone agrees.
"Anybody got any money?" Benny asks.
"Nope." Everyone says.
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Just a girl
Fanfiction"She's just a girl! She can't play ball!" That's what everyone said about Ellie Parker, at least the boys and all the bossy preppy girls in her neighborhood. But they wouldn't bring her down, she was going to do what she loved. Back to the un-encour...
