Chapter 1: The First Game

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My name is Cheyenne. I was on our teams bus. On the way to state 2014. It was a big day for all of us. I play 2nd base, Kristin on 1st, Megan pitching, Makenna shortstop, Jenna at 3rd, and Ali catching. That's our normal for infield. For outfield Selena is in left field, Josie in center, and Kate in right field. Our coaches names is Brent and Paula. We are all like a family! No joke!

The tournament is in Des Moines, Iowa. I honestly think that we are going to at least place in the top 5 out of 30 teams. The last tournament we played in, we placed 2nd. We lost in the championship against the upper Iowa Crush. We received awesome medals though! The neck wrap thing was red white and blue. ( Like an American flag.

Here we are, in Des Moines standing on the state softball field. Holy Crap! The time has gone by so fast. I still remember last year at the end of the game standing on the first base line receiving our first place plaques. I hope we get to do that again.

" Let's go warm up!" yelled coach Brent. Right now we are doing pop flies and grounders getting ready for the game. "Bring it in!" yelled Paula. She gives this huge speech on how we can win this and just to have fun. Now the umps yell " Captains!" Brent picks Megan and Ali. We got visitor. Which means you bat first. Ali bats first. We all cheer her on, she got a double over 2nd bases head. I am up. Brent gives me the signal to bunt. ( Which is usual ) So I wait for the pitch Put down my signal to bunt but pull back because it was a ball. Next pitch. Obviously the whole in field knows that I am going to bunt now. Brent gives me the signal to fake bunt. Next pitch. Oh no I hope not a change up. Please not a change up. And I bet you can guess it. A flipping change up! I put down my signal to bunt pull back and KILL IT! I hit it over 3rd bases head making it to 3rd and bringing Ali in. Next up is Makenna. She hits really good so let's see how she does. First pitch, ball. Second pitch, ball. Third pitch, ball. Now the pitcher is getting mad. You can just see it in her eyes. Next pitch. It's firing in really fast! Next thing you know.................

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