Drive. Right at second base.
That's me.
It's aiming for my face. I cover my conplexion with my glove, and step over.
I breath.
SLAP!
I close my glove. A round, yellow object filled the space. My team was screaming, jumping up and down.
"OMG, Eliza!" and "Triple A, here we come!" flooded my mind.
I got the last out. Of the game.
But... now...
We go to Triple A.
The concrete game.
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A week later
Girls, we leave for Triple A tomorrow.
Coach's words still wander in my head. I lay on my bed, looking at the stars. I really need to start packing. All I got so far is my uniform. Coach said new ones would be provided, but wear these ones to the opening ceremonies.
A whole week of softball.
Three days for practice, 4 days to play. 3 teams, one winner.
I collect my tolitries, glove, and bat. No clothes, said coach. I threw a pair of underclothes in, just in case.
I went online to look up this years location, and the teams competing. Good news, and bad.
Location: Chesapeke Bay. Good news.
Teams: Our arch rivals.
Tetamount and Westbrooke.
Bad news.
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The Concrete Game
Mystery / ThrillerMeet Eliza. She's our narrator. When the McGlen High's Varsity softball team wins the sectionals, they go on to the Triple A, for the three best teams of the country. But when their hotel gets cancelled, the already brutal tournament into a cold-st...
