Field of Vision [BxB]

Chapter Eight

LLOYD BENSON

"He seemed so cute! You even got his stoic ass to laugh!" Terri hooted, following me from behind as we walked the halls. Crowded with the same stampede of unfamiliar, and familiar faces getting to and from their classes. "Terri, lets not assume every guy i talk to, try to flirt with, is interested in other men." I shook my head in disdain, but a smile was present on my face. Terri was right about something though, Samual had a brilliant smile.

It was electrifying to see those pearly white teeth brighten Samual's natural glow.

When i heard Joann, his sister, call him Sammy, i wanted to tease the living daylights outta him. Who could pass up the opportunity? Especially if that person was trying to keep that cool exterior on all day, it seemed so easy to break it.

"Why did you go over there? Y'know Jesse's gonna bombard you with questions now." Terri hung onto my arm as we walked, for a moment i believed she could yank my arm right out of its socket. "Oh, just like your doing, funny how the world works." I snorted. She looked at me with a raised brow, and pulled the rest of her hair onto one shoulder.

I guess she had every right to know, considering we did hook up at one point, and ever since I've felt obligated to tell her the ongoings in my life. It's not very healthy, but its not like she ever threatened me to tell her everything.
"He's plays baseball, so i wanted to make a new friend. Kind of see where it goes." I said slowly as we slowed our pace, Terri merely looked at our feet as we walked. She didn't appear conflicted, she's merely absorbing the new gossip.

"What position?" She asked, picking her head up, looking up into my eyes. We finally came to a stop, and we both walked into the classroom. Purely off routine, we continued the simple conversation as we sat in our chairs.

"He's a catcher, he was captain at his old school.. something happened." Thats all i told, and knowing Terri, she'd make a mistake with the slip of a tongue. The school would be buzzing about the new student, supposedly about getting in trouble.

Joann, and Samuel didn't talk about it much, and their other sister, Melissa did not get a chance to really get into our conversation, except i specifically remember getting bashful by her mantra of compliments. I snickered at the thought of Samual getting all protective again. Im positively sure it was because of me, or his sister. Who knows, maybe if things do progress I can ask him.

I can see it now, round splotches of pink, across those cheek bones. 

The only thing i got my mind concerned on, were those semi visible dark circles under his bottom lash line. It's no use rejecting the wave of emotions, and it's certainly better holding onto these emotions than forcing them in the back of my mind. If its meant to be, its meant to be.

"Isn't catcher, like the toughest spot in baseball?" I bitterly smiled, leaning atop my forearms as i lent forward, side glancing in Terri's direction. "Yea, people forget its detrimental to the body, especially on the knees, and ankles." She hummed along in agreement, i presumed, and i went back to fiddling with the pencil in my right hand.

"Don't you already have a catcher?" Terri asked another question under her breath, and looked up past her lashes towards the board. Scribbled on with various patterns and equations.

We do have another catcher, but not where we need him at the moment. He's been off and on about catching again, and even complains about the frequent throb in his knee. At this point, i just think he doesn't have the same drive to play still. The school's influence has really gotten the team's spirit crushed.

I don't want to have to look at Samual as a hero just yet, and i really don't want to have to rely on his skin to get us out of this situation. But at this point, were desperate to get back in the game.

I might not speak for all of us, but I'm thinking the rest don't need a lot of convincing. We already have— no, thats not right. A lot of us might choose playing ball than fighting for their rights, and it might be the other way.

"Yea, we do, but he's a little crybaby." I said under my breath, keeping a close eyes on the teacher. They'd do anything to get me in trouble. It dawns on me quite often, how quick the teachers change when it comes down to their ideals. Their twisted little mindsets suck the life outta me. Not all teachers are the same, but most are quick to jump down your throat.

"Awe, i wonder if he cries himself to sleep." Terri groaned, keeping her hand over her mouth, scraping the end of her pencil point down the edge of her paper.

"Sort of, he gets upset every time it never goes his way." I mumbled against my hand, and terri looked at me as if i had too heads. She cocked a brow in the end. "That's disgusting, baseball never goes anybodies way. Your always at your wits end." She guffawed, and rolled her eyes once she returned to scribbling on her paper.

"Yup." I have to say, i was a little shocked. At the time i wasnt sure if she even paid attention to what i was saying when i talked about baseball, maybe thats where things got worse. I kept doubting our relationship, and didnt even think to confront her about it.

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"Wow, you look like a train just steam rolled right over you." Jesse came up to me after our last period, just before club practices started. "I guess you could say that. Dylan wouldn't shut up, and Terri was another problem. Then a teacher gave me shit about priorities. why don't your teachers give you shit about anything?"

Jesse cackled, "thats because im an all star, and they look past my color because of it. This state is very conservative, and once we get outta here to make it big, color wont be much of a problem." Jesse shrugged, and held onto his book bag straps. "There will always be conflict, no matter where you go Jesse.." i sighed, tying my dreads back up after letting them down for a breather. Seventh period was cold as hell.

"Hm, good point." He jabbed a finger in my direction, but didnt say anything else. Not what i was generally expecting from the loudmouth all star, but it literally bounded off without saying a word.
Did i miss something?

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How was it?
I don't usually speak up about Racism, unless i know the facts, and i just want to brush up on the subject, that racism is everywhere. That's its not going to go away, unfortunately, unless those dumbasses finally understand, that their human, just like this. they have feelings, and the same ass organs. So once they take their heads out of their ass, and see that, is when things can change.

I don't want to say the wrong thing, or speak on over my head, but this is just something to think on. I don't like politics, but right now i need to shove my differences aside, and know everything i can, before i go off running my mouth.

Here's the list of people I've made up for the baseball team, plus it's there for me to keep track too.

1. J'accuse bart Simpson acting as Syed Jenkins
2. Daniel Mortiz acting as Hillel Cox
3. Marlon Pendlebury acting as Reece Lawrence
4. Corey Campbell acting as Diren Romero
5. Vito Basso acting as Toni Miller
6. Alton Mason acting as Hardy Castillo
7. Mekhi Asante Lucky acting as Seven Moore
8. Adonis bosso acting as Alfie Brown
9. Rob Evans acting as Hayden Davis
10. Emilie Woon acting as Kacie-Lee Irwin