The Sandlot~Yeah-Yeah

Campout

•Mac Kenzye Nichole's POV•
We walked out of my house. "I'm sorry about my dad again." I said. "I actually like him. I love his humor." Yeah-Yeah said. "Okay." I said, kissing his lips. "You're weird. But I love it." He said, kissing my lips.

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"Look at who decided to come." Ham said. "Oh shut it." I said.
Yeah-Yeah glared at them. "So who wants a S'more?" Ham asked. "I do. I love S'mores." I said. He handed me one. "Thank you, Ham." I said. "You're welcome." He said. He has manners when he wants to use them. "Let's play Truth or Dare." Squints said. "I will go first." I said. "Alan, Truth or Dare?" I asked. "Truth." Yeah-Yeah said, looking into my eyes. I blushed. "Why did you ask me out?" I asked. "That's a heavy question." Benny said. "Now you speak." I said. "Because I see something in your eyes. Nobody I have seen in my life have this thing in your eyes." He said, kissing my cheek. "Aw." The boys said. "Ham, Truth or Dare?"
Yeah-Yeah asked. "Dare." Ham said. "Balance a spoon on your nose for 10 seconds." Yeah-Yeah said. He got one and try to balance it on his nose. We all gave up on him because he could only balance it if 5 seconds. "Bertram Truth or Dare?" Ham asked. "Truth." Bertram said. "Lame. Who is your crush?" Ham asked. Please don't say I'm his crush too. "Wendy." Bertram said. Thank god. "Kenzye, Truth or Dare?" Bertram asked. "Dare. Duh." I said. "Make out woh your boyfriend for 2 minutes." He said. "That's easy." I said. I straddled
Yeah-Yeah's lap. I started leaning in and wrapped my arms around his neck. I started kissing him, I moved my hips. After two minutes, I tried to get off Yeah-Yeah's lap. He pulled me back, he had a boner. I felt so bad for him but I made him do that. I sat back down on his lap. "I wan to tell the story about The Beast." Squints said. "Okay." Everyone said. "The Legend of the Beast goes back a long time...before any of us could even pick up a baseball, back to a place called Myrtle's acres. It all started, um, about 20 years ago. Thieves kept stealing stuff from Myrtle's acres junkyard. So Mr. Myrtle the guy who ran the place, got him this new pup from the dogpound. He fed him whole sides of beef and turned the pup loose in the junkyard, and the pup was greatful. And so, after a few weeks the pup grew into the Beast, and he grew big and he grew mean. So he could protect the junkyard with only one thing on his mind KILL EVERYONE THAT BROKE IN. And he did, and he liked it. The Police started getting phone calls reporting the missing thieves, the one's the beast had killed. It added up to about 120..173 guys. The beast was to good at his job. My grandfather, Squidman Paladoris was police chief back then, and he ordered Mr. Myrtle to turn his backyard into a fortress and keep the beast chained up under the house so he couldn't get out to eat children and stuff. Because Mr. Myrtle asked until how long he had to keep the Beast chained up, he said until 'Forever', 'Forever', 'Forever'. And so there he sits till jimmey the time he can break free, 'til jimmy the time he can get loose and run free again." Squints said. "Anything that goes over that fence, stays there.becomes a property of the Beast until 'Forever'. Ham said. "That's bullshit. It's a dog not a Beast." I said.
"Guys, I'm tired can we go to bed." I said. I mean it was midnight. They nodded their heads. Everyone went to sleeping bags and Yeah-Yeah, picked me up like a kid. I was that tired. He set me on my feet, he got in first and I got in.