I woke up the next morning and I changed into dark jean shorts that ended a little over my knees. A blue and white striped T-shirt, my black converse and my brown natural wavy hair down. I walked into the kitched and I saw my mom and Scotty eating breakfast. I grabbed myself a bowl and poured some cereal then milk and I sat down to eat. "Where's Bill?" I asked my mom. She gave me a little glare, "Ashley. Don't call him by his name. He is now your stepfathher you know." I sighed, "I know mom but I'm not ready to call him dad yet." Scotty nodded in agreement. My mom just sighed and picked up her plate to wash. "He is in his trophy room." "He's always in there. Why?" Scotty asked. "Well, because he just loves that room so much. Baseball is his favorite sport you know." My mom smiled at us and walked away.
"Hey Scotty, you should ask Bill if he could teach you how to play catch. That'll be fun!" I said to him. "I don't know Ash. I'm kinda nervous to ask him." He said while he took his bowl to the sink. "I'll go with you to ask him then." I got up and put my bowl into the sink and I grabbed Scotty's hand and dragged him to Bills' trophy room.
We walked up to his door and I whispered to Scotty, "Now hurry up because I want to go with you in a little bit. Its almost 8:30." He nodded and he knocked on the door. "Come in." We heard and Scotty opened the door. "Hey Bill, I-I mean dad. I was thinking if you could teach me to-to play catch." Me and Scotty walked a little further into the room. Wow! This room is amazing. Bill picked up a baseball and put it into a holder. "Sure." Bill said and looked at Scotty. "Okay thanks!" I smiled and walked out of the room. Scotty looked at the ball and just shrugged and walked out. "Ready to go?" He asked me. "Yup. Let's go!"
