Chapter 1: The Valley

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It is the summer of 1962 and school was about to end in about two weeks which sucked because it will be hard to find friends. It is always difficult for me to find friends because I play baseball until I broke my arm and I'm a Rockabilly gal. My name is Mari Hernandez yes, I am Mexican but I moved from Tulsa, Oklahoma. I have long, brown hair and a pompadour which I fix with grease or pomade. I wear jeans, shorts, guy flannels and t-shirts with some high top PF Flyers to top it all off I always wear a leather jacket. Enough about me I'm gonna tell you a story about me and my lover and love of baseball.

I was still unloading when I noticed this cute guy walking across the street from my house. I slightly smiled at him and waved he just gave me the nod and kept walking. I grabbed my boxes and went to my room I started to unpack my things and places them around the room. I hanged up my clothes and put my socks away, I hanged up my Babe (Ruth), Mickey (Mantle), Joe (DiMaggio) and Yogi (Berra) poster on one wall. On my other wall I had Elvis (Presley), Johnny (Cash), Bill (Hayley), Carl (Perkins) and Jerry Lee (Lewis) poster. I went to the bathroom and put my red lipstick, bandannas, grease and pomade in the cabinet.

I kind of followed the Cute guy around and I saw he had other friends and that they played baseball in a sandlot. That made me happy maybe I could play ball with them once my arm healed. One day I got the guts a grabbed my glove from my closet and walked to the sandlot. I hid in between the branches and slowly walked out "WATCH OUT!" I looked up and saw the ball coming towards me. I wasn't ready so I dodged it quickly I heard laughter coming from the guys except a kid that looked younger than me and the cute guy. I picked it up and tried to throw it but my arm still hurt and it didn't go to far. The guys fell to the ground and I ran all the way home not looking back I made a fool of myself that day. I started to practice by throwing the ball with my dad and my arm didn't hurt at all no more.

I was sitting at a step from my front door and I saw the cute guy walking towards me. I looked up at him and I smiled "want to go play some ball?" I nodded and stand up. "Ma vuelvo más tarde." I began to walk with him "you speak Spanish?" I smiled and nodded "can you?" He chuckles "yes I do" "so what's your name?" "Benny yours?" I nodded "Mari." We got to a Drug store and all of them where standing and talking. A big guy started mimicking Babe Ruth with a cigar in his mouth "Check this out. I'm the Great Bambino." Nobody could understand what was he saying "What?" "I'm the Great Bambino!" The guys still couldn't understand him. "What?" I rolled my eyes "he said he was the Great Bambino." All of the guys looked at me and I stared back "you really know about baseball huh?" Benny asked and I nodded "yeah baseball is my life The Yankees is my Team" I smiled and all the guys stared at me including Benny.

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