This is book three of the Teammates Thought Me Wrong series. If you haven't read the first two, do so now.
Now, life in danger, sixteen year old Madi Treble has to fight to the
death along with Laura and Lilly.
Shannon still discovers that Madi isn...
We had thirty minutes until the championship game. I kept my gear on as I heard Madi's footsteps. "Hey, kid." I said. "How did you do against the Dirt Dawgs?" "Slaughter." She said. "I'm playing you in the championship." "The top two teams make it to the National Tournament in Oklahoma." I said. "Then I guess we will meet again in Oklahoma." She said. "I just don't know when I will see you again." She was trying to hold back tears. I walked over and hugged her. "We will definitely keep in touch." I said. "I'll let you know when I am going to the next Chris K 5k. I will see you, Laura, and Lilly there. I could also bring Zach if it is fine with you."
"Totally." She said. "I approve of him. He is a gentleman." "Thanks." I said. Next thing I knew, I heard a teleport. I looked up and Madi turned around. "Jason!" Madi screamed. "I wouldn't break a promise for you girls." He said. We hugged him. "Thank you so much for coming back for us." I said. "No problem girls." He said. "And the moon is about to rise so use your shades." "Oh, I'm way ahead of you." I said as I put my shades on with a straight face.
Madi looked at me weird for a minute and then, my eyes turned yellow through the shades. She nodded as if she knew what I was thinking and walked to her dugout. Jason did the same as I put my gear on. We were the higher seed which meant we were home team. I warmed Allie up and soon the game started. We kept a steady streak until the last inning.
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Madi's POV __________
It was the last inning. I was on first and it was two outs. We were down by one. Annabelle was up to bat. Next thing I knew, my coach gave me the steal sign. I pretended I didn't get the sign, so I signaled for a redo. Instead, the coach wiped off the sign and gave me a look of disgust. When the pitch came in, she swung and missed. Then, Madeline threw the ball my way and I dove back to the base. I was safe. She smirked at me. I made the heart sign with my hands as returning the mockery. It didn't bother me. I knew she was messing with me.
The coach gave me the steal sign again and finally, I tapped my helmet. "Sting B!!" Madeline yelled. 'Huh?' I thought. 'What kind of call is that?' I waited for Allie to pitch. As she released the ball, I ran at wolf speed. I heard the ball being thrown. I attempted a hook slide, but my claws formed a bit too late and I slid off the bag. I was tagged by Clara. "Nice try, kid." She said. "Out." The umpire said. I got up and dusted myself off. I held back tears, but I didn't care because Madeline is my friend and I will see her again in the National Tournament. We lined up at home plate and shook hands. Madeline and I hugged. "Best Massachusetts tournament ever." I said. "Great job, Madi." She said. "This was the best game you guys have given us in a long time. You guys are a great team no matter what anyone else thinks." "Thanks Madeline." I said. "Please, call me Maddie." She said.
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Madeline's POV ______________
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