His second Chance (ON HOLD)

Chapter 10

I cheer as I get a strike. Jemma, Landon's girlfriend, laughs as I do this weird thing with my hips. Mason rolls his eyes and I sit by him.

"What's wrong Massy? You upset because you're getting beat by girls?" I tease.

"Hell yeah. Girl power." Allyson high fives me and I watch as Alexander gets a strike. He turns around and dramatically bows. I cheer and he sits beside me.

"The girls are still up by 15." Jemma says. Landon rolls his eyes as she gets up. She pecks him before getting a spare.

"You were saying?" I look at Mason. He tilts his head as if he's challenging me.

"Combein tu paries que tu n'auras pas de grève?" (How much do you wanna bet you're not gonna get a strike?) I ask.

"Hm... Starbucks gratuit." (Free Starbucks.)

"Accord." He picks up his ball and narrows his eyes at me. I smile innocently.

"Accord." (Deal.) He turns and throws the ball. Hm...

"Oof." I look at Noah. "What's that called Noah?"

"That right there is a gutter ball baby!" He gives me a high five and Stiles continues to pat Thomas' back. They aren't playing but they're hella good backup.

"Mason you suck." Landon groans. Mason mumbles something incoherently while sitting between us.

"Let's show the boys how it's done."

*****

"Baby you light up my world like nobody else!" Us girls sing loudly, arms locked together, the boys following behind. We laugh as Stiles jumps on my back. I can surprisingly hold him. He hopes off and grabs Noah's hand once more.

"Guys let's go to the beach!" Jemma yells. I gasp and nod.

"Sorry guys. We gotta go put little Tom to bed." Noah says. "Maybe tomorrow Cassie will swing by."

"You know it. Bye guys!" I yell as they walk away.

"I gotta go babe. My annoying sister is blowing up my phone." Mason kisses the top of Allysons head and ruffle my hair. I kick him and he smiles.

"Look!" Allyson points to the hammock and we race to it. We immediately get tangled together. We really look like a lesbian three way couple.

My back is on Jemma's chest, her arms around my neck, I'm in the middle (obviously) and my arms are wrapped around Allyson's neck, who's laying on my chest, resulting in my legs wrapping around hers.

Weird position I know.

Alexander and Landon sit down in the chairs beside the hammock and I look at them. Well I look at their outfits. Landon's wearing a baseball cap, with blue jeans and a normal red shirt. To top off his look he has on a Jean jacket and black Nike's. His hair is slightly tamed. Pretty sweet right? He's your typical soft boy. But Oh no... NOT Alexander.

Alexander has this bad boy vibe. He's wearing a white shirt with black ripped jeans. His lip ring moves when he talks it's almost completely soothing. To top off his bad boy look, his hair is messy and he's wearing black combat boots. And shades. Shades. Why shades? I have no idea.

"Done eye fucking me yet Cass?" I jump as Alexande speaks. The girls smile as Landon smirks at my blushing. "Oh don't be ashamed baby. I'm quite the catch."

"I was not... Eye fucking you. Cocky bastard." I defend myself.

"Sure you weren't. And I'm not cocky. Because I know it's true." He retorts. I roll my eyes and he starts talking to Landown again.

"So How's school going Cassie?" Allyson asks. I think for a second.

"I guess it's okay. I mean my grades are good and I have a few friends. I work 2 jobs but nothing special." I say. "Yours?"

"Ah." Allyson thinks for a second. "Meh. Jemma?"

"School?" I nod. "I don't go to school. Too busy."

"That's fair. We should get going." We all stand up at once, resulting in us collapsing on each other.

"You guys aren't even drunk." Landon says. We glare at him.

"Come in man just let it go. They'll skin you alive." Alexander whispers to him, but we suprisingly heard. I smirk while pulling the girls up.

"You know it baby!" I yell.