𝙎𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨{Benny Rodriguez x Reader}

𝙊𝙝 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙝? 𝙄 𝙗𝙚𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙞𝙛𝙩𝙮 𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨...

Y/n pov:

I woke up to the sound of my alarm ringing in my ears. Instantly, I shot up and turned off my alarm, getting up and hopping in the shower. As soon as I got out I dried my hair, brushed it, and brushed my teeth. I then quickly changed into black high waisted shorts, a dark grey Harley Davidson shirt that I tucked in, my black converse and my Yankees hat faced backwards.

I ran downstairs to get greeted by my dad cooking bacon and eggs, almost finished. "Good morning dad!" I greeted, taking a seat at our kitchen island. "Morning champ, I gotta get to work in a few minutes but promise me that if any of those boys doubt you, show them how awesome you are."

"I will dad." He then set my bacon and eggs on the counter and kissed my forehead. "Bye dad, love you, have a good day at work!" "Ok bye champ! Make sure to show off!" I watched him leave as I ate.

I finished eating by 7:50 and put my plate in the sink, running upstairs to get my glove and bat. Just as I got downstairs the doorbell rang and I opened it to find Benny and Scotty. I smiled and rested my bat on my shoulder.

"I got a bat at the field y/n." Benny informed. "I know but this is my lucky bat, by granddad used it during practice and he saved it in a box, pretty cool actually it said 'save this bat for a girl who comes after me, show them girls hit it out of the park, not sit in the stands.'" I said.

They nodded and we began our journey to some place called Vincent's drugstore. "Hey n/n, I like your shirt." Benny said, snapping me out of my trance of focusing on how to show off. "Huh? Oh thanks."

T͜͡i͜͡m͜͡e͜͡ s͜͡k͜͡i͜͡p͜͡ b͜͡r͜͡o͜͡u͜͡g͜͡h͜͡t͜͡ t͜͡o͜͡ y͜͡o͜͡u͜͡ b͜͡y͜͡:͜͡ s͜͡q͜͡u͜͡i͜͡n͜͡t͜͡s͜͡ s͜͡q͜͡u͜͡i͜͡n͜͡t͜͡i͜͡n͜͡g͜͡

We had arrived where the other 7 boys were and one of them kept trying to say something with what looked like a hotdog in his mouth.

"I'm the Great Bambino!" He said causing a chorus of 'ooooooh's' "who's that?" Asked Scotty, causing me to mentally face palm.

"What? We're you born in a barn man?" "Yeah, yeah what planet are you from?" I let out a small giggle causing Benny to look at me an smile.

"You never heard of The Sultan of Swat?" "The Titan of Terror?" "The Colossal of Clout?" "The Colossal of Clout!" "The King of Crash, man." Benny stated, still not getting through to Scotty. "My granddad!" I yelled.

"Oh yeah, the Great Bambino, I thought you said the great Bambi." Scotty admitted. "That wimpy deer?" The same guy I hit with a ball yesterday asked. "Yeah I guess so sorry." Scotty apologized.

"Anyways guys this is Timmy and Tommy Timmons, Mike 'Squints' Palledorus, Alan McLennan, but we call him yeah yeah, Bertram Grover Weeks, Kenny DeNunez, and Hamilton Porter, but we call him Ham." Benny explained, with everyone when their name was said they'd spit.