Benny's POV... At his house
All the guys and Cat we're getting ready for our camp out to make up for our other camp out that didn't end so hot. I decided to pack up before hand and go play one on none baseball. I wonder who Cat will choose this time.
Since we are playing Truth or dare tonight, I was trying to come up with some good ones when I looked at my clock. 6:45 P.M., fifteen minutes until I go to pick up Smalls and Cat. I might even go check on her.
Catherine's point of view...
While Scotty went to his room to pack, I went to do the same thing. I grabbed my newest spiral notebook and then, decided to probably shower.
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Catherine turned off the shower water, wrapped a beige towel around herself, and climbed out of the shower, humming to herself she walked down the hallway to her room.
She walked in and went to her dresser and grabbed out her blue sports bra, grey knit shorts, cotton underwear, and her favorite blue knit tee.
"You look so good, you know that right?" A deep voice says from somewhere in her room.
Catherine whips her head around to see Phillips standing right in her doorway and he locks her bedroom door.
-------------------------------------------------"Get out of here, Phillips. I'm warning you!" Catherine yells.
"But I hear a little girl wants to meet a Prince Charming for her." He snickers moving closer to her.
Catherine moves backward until she hits her dresser. She loses her balance and falls to the ground losing the only thing that was keeping her covered hit the ground. Phillips whistles and Catherine scrambles to cover herself up again.
"Come on I won't hurt you." Phillips creeps closer.
Catherine runs for the door with her clothes clutched tightly to her chest and runs for the door and opens it when...
'Twack.'
"Cat? What's going on? Why aren't you dressed?" Benny jumps up and looks away, once he notices that I am basically butt-naked.
"Phillips, was in my bedroom and..." I try to explain but Benny flips.
"Phillips?!?!"
Benny runs into my room and pauses.
"Cat, there's no one in here." He says, confused.
"What?!?"
I push him aside and see no one is in there and something else isn't there. "That jerk!" I screech.
"What?" Benny asks.
"Benny, he stole my clothes." I whisper, very embarrassed.
He goes silent. I sigh and go to my dresser and grab out a very similar outfit to the other.
I lay out another sports bra but this ones black, grey cotton underwear, a light blue tee shirt, and grey shorts. I turn and see Benny still standing in my doorway.
"Uh, not to be mean or anything but can you like, ah,"
"Yah, Cat. I'll be in your living room, okay?"
"Yah, okay. Benny," I call. "Thank you." She says, while biting her lip. Benny smiles, turns around, and walks out to the Smalls' living room. I sigh and quickly get dressed.
After I had on my pjs, I braided my long, wavy, brown hair and did something unexpected. My mom bought me some perfume and other girly stuff, and has been pleading with me to wear it.
"Here goes nothing." I say to myself.
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Benny's Point of View...
I sit on her couch when a young woman and man walks in laughing until they see me. "Hi." I say, waving.
"Hello. Can I help you?" The man pipes up.
"Uh, well sir, I was just..."
"Daddy, we were just about to leave."
Suddenly, Cat walks out looking sex,..., nice as ever. 'No, Benjamin Franklin Rodreguis does NOT call girls the s word, especially this one.'
She then, stands in front of me and she smells of vanilla and sugar.
"Right, Benny?" Cat elbows me and I come back to earth.
"Uh, right? Right sir, we were going to play ball and then, have a sleep over in our friends treehouse."
"Who are you and what do you mean by we?"
"Well sir I am Benjamin Franklin Rodreguis...," I say nervously.
"A hell of a name." Cat's father says.
"Daddy!" Cat yells.
"Bill!" My mom yells at my stepdad.
"Ah well, sir I would love to stay and chat but Cat-therin and I must be going. Goodbye sir, ma'am."
Cat pulls me out of the house while grabbing her and my Dodgers baseball cap and matching sweatshirt. We run laughing at the reaction of my stepdad.
We are the first ones at the sandlot but soon everyone shows.
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The Sandlot Girl: Small's Sister- Under Editing
Teen FictionWhat if sandlot wasn't a big group of boys? What if there was a girl on the team? Would it change at all or would it stay the same?Catherine Smalls, a 14 year old girl who, unlike her brother, Scotty, knows a lot about baseball. Benjamin Rodrigues...