He leaves me wanting more

Lucky number 13. Chapter two

So today is a Tuesday, which means hangouts with Bella and watching our towns baseball game tonight. This is my second week going to the games, and I'm still one hundred percent confused as to how this silly game works. She insists we go because she likes it and knows a lot of the boys of the team. First of all the shape in which they run in is just stupid, like why not a real shape? Second these boys are wearing pants that are showing way too much between the legs.

As we sit there, Bella cheering away. I begin to think about the players, all around my age. Most attend my school. However I don't know many, some go to my school. Number 13 catches my eye as he makes an amazing hit (at least with my rules that was a good swing). I know him, but I can't pin point as to where I've seen him before.

I don't think he goes to my school. The night continues and Bella and I find ourselves getting iced capps at 3am. Which is normal for us when my parents are out (which is always). Don't get me wrong I love my mom but I can't stand my step dad, so I'm quite content to have them at the trailer 5 days a week. Leaving my house alone with two teenage girls for most of the summer (so not a smart idea). Bella's been staying at my place while my parents are gone because I get so much more freedom then she does. Bella is more of a partier. Until this summer I was a teachers pet, straight A student, never did anything wrong, perfect innocent 15 year old. Then I turned 16 and things changed. The summer was filled with spontaneous events and drunk moments. Summers only half down and at this point I've taken my first drink (got completely drunk, not just once), smoked some drugs I promised myself I'd never do, and lost my virginity, to a boy I don't love. At this rate I won't even make it to grade eleven, I'll be in jail.