[the besties💙]
today 9:30 AMwake up boys!
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been awakeseags
huhwe're going to the game
seags
I thought it was an off day, did I mix up the schedule? oopsthe Atlanta braves
Cody u said we could make him go
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we canseager you're going.
seags
what if I had plans already?code🤍
do u have plans?seags
nocode🤍
exactly, loserseags
I just saw ur message. We're getting on a plane!?! Are u serious, and I can't even show my facewhatever better than doing nothing
exactly🤪
seags
I'll get ready rnperfect, see u downstairs in 20 mins
let's hope no one else is down there
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"Alright guys, let's hurry and hope that no one else is awake yet."
Cody rolled his eyes, "of course no one else is awake, no one else is stupid enough to be up at 9:30 on an off day."
Corey watched the two of them in amusement , "ugh I am so lucky to have two stupid best friends, you guys really make my day with your bickering."
Isabella stared at him before exiting the elevator. They were walking down the hall, to the main lobby, when she spotted Chris and Justin.
She was going to tell the boys to walk back when she heard "Heyyy CT!" come out of Cody's mouth. "Dumb ass Cody''she thought to herself.
"Hey guys! what are you doing awake?", Chris asked.
Corey saw Cody start to open his mouth so he opened it first, "we just wanted to visit a couple places together."
"We were gonna go get breakfast, you guys wanna join?", asked Justin. "Uh no, we just wanna use up as much time as possible today, Thank you so much though," answered Isabella.
After the chat, they hurried into the Uber they ordered to get to the airport.
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They comfortably sat in their front row seats and talked for the 1 hour plane ride so that none of them would arrive tired.
Once the plane arrived in Atlanta, they ordered a new Uber to take them to the stadium.
[max fried]
today 1:05 PMhey, have u landed?
yup! getting in the Uber rn
okay, when u get here security already knows ur coming and they'll tell u where to go
kk perfect, thank you!
of course, text me once u get to the stadium
will do
be safe.
30 mins later*
we're here
has security got you?
yup, we're going to the clubhouse?
kinda, I'm meeting you guys a little further away
okay
see u in a lil:)
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Isabella was walking with Cody and Corey when she finally spotted him.
"Fried!", she yelled. Max turned and he couldn't help but smile finally seeing his favorite girl at his games again, "hey guys."
The boys all greeted each other with the signature bro handshake and Max greeted Isabella with a hug.
"I'm so glad you guys could make it!",Max told them.
"Uh I got u guys a club spot just for yourselves so no one has to annoy you or anything you know.""Perfect," Isabella smiled.
"Alright well I gotta go warm up now so I'll try and see you all after the game," said Max.
They all nodded and went to their seats to watch the game.
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The braves ended up beating the Phillies 10-0, and Max took a no hitter to the 8th inning.
The trio was ready to leave when they saw Max making his way over to them.
"Fried, can't believe you took a no hitter to the 8th man," cheered Cody.
"Yeah I really thought you were gonna get the no hitter," added Corey.
Max laughed, "thanks guys, I appreciate it."
Isabella sighed, "we should probably get going, our plane leaves at 8:15."
"Do you guys need a ride?", asked Max.
"No, you should go be with your team," Isabella answered.
Max nodded, slightly disappointed that she declined his offer. However, he was more disappointed that she hadn't commented on his almost no hitter. After all, she was the reason he almost got it.
They said their goodbyes and Max watched as they walked the other way. He was about to start walking towards his clubhouse when he heard, "Hey Fried! Good job today!"
With that, he started walking towards his clubhouse with a smile on his face.
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this love | max fried
Fanfictionin which isabella leon and max fried break up after high school, but eventually reconnect in the big leagues