We were at a game sitting in the dugout and Katrina was out on one of the bases. I was sitting there and all the girls started to ask me one simple question.
"Who' s your favortie on the team?"
I simply replied "I don't really have a favortie."
They kept on insisting i had a favorite on the team though. So finally I had gotten tired of it and i had to give them an answer. Right at that moment Katrina walked nack into the dugout. So I walked up to her and said that she was my favortie because she was the only one not asking me on the team. She just kind of smiled and we sat on teh bench for the rest of the game.
It wasn't until two weeks later when i showed up to practice with tears in my eyes that she called me her favorite for the first time. She ran up to me and hugged me and said "There's my favorite"
Apperantly she was sad that I had been late. Due to the fact of my crying i blew her off the entire practice. I felt bad at school for the next two days, so on the Thursday night at practice i apologized for blowing her off and i got to know her a little bit better.
At the time she had been dating a guy named Edward. Let's just say I came to hate him very much, but that's a story for latter. Anyways that night she told me that her and Edward where "just friends" at the time because she really didn't know me that well still. Then she told me about how they found a little puppy and decided to keep him. She told me how Edward had given it the dumbest name ever, D-O-G. When she first told me that i couldn't stop laughing. That was the first time I actually felt like I had a friend in Katrina.
Then came the night that I finally knew Katrina was my bestfriend. Once again we were at one of hr softball games. Just so you know a lot of our friendship revolves around softball. It was a night game and it was the begging of November. It was cold and she had just come in from pitching. (She was an amazing picture to me) She came and sat right next to me on the bench and rested her head on my shoulder.
"Maria, I'm cold."
"Oh, really? I said and hugged her. Luckily i was wearing my hoodie with the pocket in front so she was able to put her hands in it to keep her hands warm. Finally she had to go back out on to the feild to pitch again. I don't know why but I offten wish things would go back to being like that.
Finally came the end of the season. It was the second to last game of the season and the last game i was going to be able to go to. My aunts had told me that I was not allowed to mess with the girls because I was a distraction to them. I had unhappily agreed to it and sat in the bleachers for a bit. Just before the start of the game I went into the dugout but sat at the end so that I wouldn't mess with the girls. When they tried to mess around with me I would just tellvthem to pay attention. They all started asking what was wrong and I would just tell them nothing. Then Kendra came up to talk to me.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing"
"Ok. Are you mad at me?"
"What? Why would i be mad at you?"
"I don't know. It just seems like your in a bad mood"
She gave me the most inoccent look right as she said those words and I couldnt help but smile. She gave me a hug and leaned her head on my shoulder. It's so weird how she always leaned her head on my shoulder but I didn't really mind at all. It was just a bit strange.
