Chapter 29

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~ Quinn's p.o.v ~

It was the next inning of the game and the team was back out on the field. I was at second base because a few boys wanted to change positions with Mark and I because 'it was getting too boring'.

Brennen was up to bat and I was pretty much hoping that he would hit the ball far enough where he'd make a home run or just strike out. Just my luck, he'd stop at second base. Where I am.

He striked out once but the next time he hit the ball. It didn't go too far so I knew I was gonna get him out if they threw it fast enough.

Logan catches the ball, throwing it to Mark instead. My eyes widen.

"Logan!"
I shouted at him in annoyance.

Brennen was already away from first base almost to second. Once he stepped on the base he looked at me.

Fuck.

"This is a little awkward"
He adjusted his hat. I sighed and rolled my eyes as I moved away from him.

"What's wrong? I don't bite, unless you like that"
He winked. I shivered from cringing.
"Just.. don't talk"
He chuckled from my comment. I rolled my eyes

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Joey wiped the ball at me. I caught it in time to tag out Luke. I smirked at him devilishly. He scoffed and shook his head.

"You're lucky to catch it in time Jones"
He backs up.
"Mmhm"
I hum. I watch him walk away in anger and smirk.

"Heads up"
Mark says to me as he looks at the next batter.

Weston was up to bat.

I was kinda hoping the ball wouldn't hit far so Mark would tag him out or something. Anything for him to not stop by me.

I watched the pitcher whip the ball. Weston swings the bat, hitting the ball. He starts running to first base. Colby backs up, catching the ball. He throws it to the person at third base. He throws it to me. Before I can catch it I feel a hand brush against my back. I let out a sigh as I catch it.

"Awe Quinn...too slow?"
Weston smirked cockily. I feel a smirk creep up on my lips.
"Explain to me how...I'm slow, but I hit a run before you"
He scoffs and looks down without responding.

"That's what I thought"
I tossed the ball to Joey.
"Which team is currently in the lead?"
"So now it's about which teams winning?"
"Mm...yeah"

God he was pissing me off, but at the same time I sorta enjoyed it.

"Which team has won every game for years?"
"You won't be winning tonight after sharing some good information"

I bit my lip, containing myself from saying more to him. All he did was smirk.

"Run out of things to say?"
He asked me cockily. I scoffed and shook my head.

I felt like I was going to explode.

"Did...the cat catch your tongue?"
"You're pathetic"
I rolled my eyes.
"No I'm not...you're just mad"
He scoffed.

"You really are a selfish asshole"
"Charming asshole,"
He watched the next batter hit the ball. I watch him run to third base and then to home base.

I had to admit, I really did like when he was cocky and a bit of an ass. It sorta made me want him back.

I know he was doing it to get me back.

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