The Calling

Weston

"You don't have to dress up for the game, Ken; it's just a scrimmage," I told Kennedy as she walked out of her closet with the fifth outfit on.

Ever since we had sex yesterday, I can tell that she's become more comfortable around me. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

Well, it's a good thing. The bad thing is how my body is reacting to her getting undressed in front of me to try on different outfits.

"I know, but I still want to look cute." She finally decided on an outfit that would look perfect in a trash bag if she had to wear one. I walked up behind her as she brushed her hair in the mirror and looked at her outfit.

"Hm, I wonder who you're trying to look cute for," I said sarcastically as I leaned my head down to the crook of her neck, planting a kiss. These small moments between us have been my favorite. She is also good at distracting me from worrying about the scrimmage tonight.

Not that I am worrying, but there is always that little nervous string pulling at me before any type of game. I went to the gym this morning and worked up a sweat, needing to be at the field later tonight. With spring break starting this next week, we have this one scrimmage till the season starts when we get back. I'm planning on a long and lonely drive back to my family to visit them for a couple of days.

"Oh yeah, I was gonna ask, by the way, are you going back home for spring break?" Kennedy turned around her head hung low. Spring break kinda came up quicker than I thought and I forgot to ask what Ken was doing.

"No, I don't think I want to go back there for a while, so it will just be me in this big house, when are you leaving to go see your parents?" I felt bad, wanting to invite her to come with me, but would that be too soon?

"I'm gonna leave on Monday, probably get there on Wednesday, and stay for a couple of days." She brought her hands up to behind my neck, stepping on her tiptoes, and hugging me. "What was that for?" I smiled down at her as she released her hug.

"I'm just gonna miss you, I guess," We shared a laugh before I brought my lips to hers. It seems so normal now, just us kissing and spending time together. She kissed me again goodbye before I headed out with the rest of the boys. It's a house tradition we started last year to go drive around and get some fresh air and some food before heading to the game.

I got in my truck, Matt in the passenger seat and Chris, bry, and Logan in the back. Immediately the truck filled with everyone talking shit about our opposing team and just venting out our nerves we all like to hide.

Even though I wanted to talk my shit with them, too, I had none to talk about. Besides usual pregame nerves, Kennedy filled my thoughts and made me feel calm. When a topic that I wanted to vent about as well was brought up in the truck, I thought about Kennedy, and it made me feel like I had nothing to chime in on anymore.

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We finally arrived at the field, got into the locker room, and started changing. We have an hour of warm-ups before our game, and I could already hear the crowd coming in. Baseball is pretty big here, but you know it's mainly desperate girls that come. Everyone slowly started disappearing out of the locker room, heading out to the field.

I took a deep breath before shutting my locker, grabbing my bag, and heading out there as well.

Matty ran alongside me as we started our warm-up laps around the field. Our jog is usually silent as we all ponder our thoughts.

Our hour was almost up as I finished pitching with Bry. Everything went fast; we went through our throwing, infielders, and outfielders routines, and we were almost done with my pitching warm-up.