I heard something hit my bedroom window, immediately I sat up and got out of bed to go look. Benny was on the main floor outside waving. I opened the window. "What the hell man?" "It's 8:30 get ready and meet me at the sandlot." He told me kinda yell whispering. I flashed a thumbs up and closed the window, yet I didn't lock it.
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(This is the outfit with red converse high tops and no jacket since it's summer. As well as a faded blue Yankees hat. Probably gonna reuse this one cause I like it a lot.)
My glove was resting on my desk, meanwhile my bat was leaning on the side of my desk. I grabbed both and headed downstairs, no one was awake except Squints who came barreling down the stairs. I rolled my eyes as I walked to the kitchen to make some pancakes. "Squints can you let Benny in?" "Why should I? You two are just gonna kiss." He remarks heading over to the door.
"We're not!" I exclaim taking the left over pancake mix out of the fridge. Squints is mine and Bennys biggest shipper. Squints opens the door and lets Benny in. "Pancakes are gonna be ready in 5." I say putting two sets on the frying pan. Since our parents work nights and they don't really care about me and Squints to much, I had to basically raise myself and Squints.
The two boys sat at the countertop as I plated two pancakes per plate. "Y/n what's the special occasion for pancakes?" Benny asked as I put his plate down in front of him. "It's the first game of summer." I say placing plates infront of Squints and for myself. I was about to get the glasses out but Benny beat me too them, much as he beat me to the fridge to get out some orange juice.
"I could've gotten that..." I say in a melancholy way. "Hey you made me pancakes, it's the least I can do." Benny explains. "Ewwww get a room!" Squints suggests having half a pancake in his mouth. He does this a lot, despite wanting us to be together he pulls crap like this. I give him a look and immediately goes back to food. (If you've seen Stranger Things it's Robin Buckleys look that she gives a lot in S3)
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When we arrived at the sandlot the other boys just started to get there. This time Kenny brought a ball so he could've batted first but he's our star pitcher so he decided to pitch. It was about 3 pm when another boy arrived. It was the kid that was moving in yesterday.
Benny was up at bay and was going to hit it to Squints but he over shot and hit the kid in the face. Immediately the boys except me and Benny laughed. The laughing was started by Squints so I smacked him in the back of the head. "Guys don't be assholes." I told the boys.
"It's ok! I'll get it." The little blonde boy told us. He said something but I couldn't make it out. He was over by the fence that on the other side was Mr. Myrtles house. The ball landed there, I heard a shake from the so called "Beast" which I still think is a bunch of BS. The little boy ran back in a frenzy. "We are waiting!" Squints yelled. I walked over and slapped him in the face.
I was the only one who was moving, everyone else just stared. The kid was about to throw the ball to me when nothing hit it. He only threw it about 5 feet in-front of him. That made everyone except me and Benny cackle to the floor. "My life is over." He said and ran out. "ALL OF YOU! NEED TO SHUT THE HELL UP! You all had to learn to throw a ball, maybe his ol' man never taught him. Squints I know for a fact that you used to suck at pitching til two years ago. Put yourself in his shoes." I scolded them. I took off my glove and put it in my pocket walking towards the back way.
"Wait Y/n! Where you goin?" Yeah-Yeah asked me. "Just play without me, I'm bored anyway." I claim walking off, my arm was straight as a rock with a middle finger right up. __________________________________
I arrived in our neighborhood and saw the boy about to cry going inside. There were no cars out front he'd be home alone. Just before he opened the door I tapped his shoulder. "Hiya." "Hi..." he looked down trying to hide his tears. "Look I'm sorry for what the boys did. They're assholes and forgot they were in the same position as you. I'm Y/n." I stuck my hand out. "Scott Smalls." He said looking up his eyes still red.
"Nice to meet you Scott. I'm your neighbor." I pointed to my house. "If you need anything let me know." He nodded and I walked back to my house. I saw my dads car out front. "Oh no."
When I walked in there were at least 20 beer cans on the couch and floor. I cleaned them up and heard footsteps. My feet were like fire spreading racing up to my room before things got intense. When I got upstairs I broke. Slumping my door holding my face made me feel protected. When my Dad got this way, bad things would happen. Like really bad things would happen. I didn't feel safe in my own home when he'd get this way.
I heard the window open, I didn't bother to look up. I felt a pair of arms around my shoulders and one on my head making my head go onto his shoulder. Benny. I heard him whisper it's ok, and everything will be ok in my ear. I calmed down finally and hugged him around the neck. I smiled, my eyes still red and glassy.
"What happened?" Benny asked leading me to my bed. "My dad, he got drunk. I heard him yelling. The whole thing with that boy and me having to be the adult and tell them to shut the hell up." I looked down at my hands. Bennys arms left my shoulders and over to my bedroom door, the door locked to make sure my dad couldn't get in. "I made them feel bad about it. I didn't laugh at the kid." Benny explained and I nodded as we sat on my bed.
"How about tomorrow we invite him to play ball with us?" Benny suggested. I nodded. Luckily my dad didn't try to bang on my door this time so we just stayed like that until Dinner Time when Benny had to go home. I tagged along cause Mrs. Rodriguez's cooking is amazing, she even let me stay the night due to my situation.
