The Sandlot Girl: Small's Sister- Under Editing

Chapter Nine

This will be the quickest chapter in the book. Prepare yourself.
Saturday, last day with Timmy Timmons.
Catherine's POV...
I can't believe it. I just kissed my crush and he likes me too. The only problem is I don't want to date him. EVER. I pull away and run out of the room and out the front door in tears.
"Cat!" I hear Benny yell after me but I just keep running and running and running. I run and run and run until, I'm too tired to run any longer. I trip over a step and fall down the stairs in the basement to the drug store, until I hit the door. I groan because wide spread pain climbs through my back. "Cat, is that you?"
I turn my head slightly to see Timmy standing right there at the top of the steps, but only for a second cause the pain in my back is very severe. "Guys, come quick!" Timmy yells waving at what I believe to be the guys and then, runs down the stairs to my side. His eye doesn't look to bad, at least the swelling went down.
"Can you sit up?" He asks gently.
I try and yelp in pain. He goes to help me but I just get up, ignoring the burning sensation in my back. "Timmy, I think I can walk but I don't know for sure." I say, trying to get my legs to work.
"No. I am carrying you out of here, Catherine Elizabeth Smalls if it's the last thing I do." He says, very heroic.
"My hero." I say, dramatically. "But my Knight in Shining Armor how do you know my middle name?"
"Benny told us and you didn't forget he has your blue velvet diary did you?"
I now am mad. "What?!?!"
"Yah he's had it since we were all in your room." He chuckles.
I storm past Timmy, ride my bike five blocks, and pound on Benny's door.
"Benny, I need to talk to you." I yell.
Then, he opens the door in nothing but his boxers. His hair is dripping wet and he has a towel around his neck. I help but gawk. 'He is so much more muscular than I thought he was.'
"Hello in there. Earth to Cat." He says, waving his hand in front of my face.
I snap out of it. "Benny I need to... discuss something with you."
"Okay, come on in." He says, moving from the doorway and letting me in.
I step in and notice there is no one else here, just him. I watch him as he sits his towel in a hamper in the living room.
Instead of looking at Benny's face, I just stare at his muscular frame. 'Geez, he has an awesome six pack.'
I guess Benny notices because he asks me, "Like what you see?"
"You wish." I say, laughing but he smiles knowing I am clearly lying.
I soon remember my purpose of being here. "Benny, I want my diary back."
"Okay follow me." He takes me to a staircase and we climb up it and take a left,then right, then left, then right again.
I am so dizzy right now. Then, finally we get to his room and he opens the door. His room looks like any 14 year old boy's room who is obsessed with baseball. He opens his dresser drawer and starts throwing articles of clothing at me.
"Okay stop." I say, giggling. He smirks at me and I smile back. He roots around for a little longer and then pulls out a blue velvet book about the size of a textbook. "Here you go. And I didn't read it." He says. I blush a little. "I knew it wouldn't be right so I just.." I peck Benny's cheek and take my precious thoughts out of his hands.
"Well, I have to meet Timmy for our date but yah, Can I have it back when it's your turn?" I smirk.
He smiles and tries to kiss me but I stop him when he frowns and whispers in my ear, "When you date me for a week, you will enjoy it."
"I bet so. Since you try to kiss me every time we are alone." She whisper-laughs replies to me.
"Come on, let's go to the Sandlot." He says and we take off running to the Sandlot where eight angry boys are waiting for us.