The Kid With Glasses

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I woke up to stare at my pearl colored wall, I was wearing lilac Pajamas my grandma had given me for my birthday last year. I walked to my bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror, my hair was messy and I had a little makeup smeared on my face. I washed my face as I heard screaming from outside,

"Come on, come on, we're already late."

Looking out from my only window in my room to see a small kid around my age with brown hair and glasses getting dragged around by a chubby kid around my age as well, he had red and orange hair and a baseball bat in his hand.

"Come on, Squints, Benny has probably started without us." The chubby kid said to I assume to be Squints.

"Come on Ham do you really think they would start a game without you as the catcher?"

I could only hear their conversation because my window was open just a little, I guess they talked very loudly I even heard the conversation two stories off the ground. The small kid with glasses glanced around for no particular reason, after a minute of him looking around he made eye contact with me, both blushed as I hid behind the wall of the bedroom.

After that incident, I got changed into a mint, gray, and black flannel, along with light blue Capri Jeans, I then went into the bathroom again and put my hair into a high ponytail, put on my usual makeup amount and went down stairs for breakfast. My Dad was already up when I went downstairs, there were eggs and sausages already set up for breakfast, and after I was done eating I found my Dad on the couch reading the newspaper.

"Hey, y/n you want to go play some ball with this old man?" He said,

"Oh, you bet I do!" I responded. With my response, we headed outside

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