infatuation//the sandlot

June 6, 1962

Small ticks awoke me from my slumber, me being the extreme morning person I'am didn't comprehend what it was at first. Once out my sleeping state I looked over at my alarm clock it read in red 7:49 a.m.

What the hell who wakes up at this time? I let myself ponder as to why I even had an alarm ringing. You gotta be bloody kidding me, I have school. It then hit me that in California the school releases two weeks after  Atlanta and starts two weeks after Atlanta.

This is the cherry on top, I only have eleven minutes to get ready for school, I slid on some shorts my plain black shirt tucked into them with my Babe Ruth Jersey. I slid on some maroon shoes and ran downstairs were my black backpack rested on a green couch.

In it I placed a baseball and a mitt just Incase I got bored, I gracefully ran out the living room, nope I only made it halfway before I tripped on my shoelaces. "Shit" I yelped in pain, my ankle twisted.

Limping out of the house I realized that the sky was completely pitch black, "no way" I whispered to myself. My alarm was set for Texas time, "damn it" I whisper yelled. It was five in the morning.

I turned back to lock the door, but stopped momentarily when I saw a shadow coming from the cute boys house. I ran until I stumbled upon a baseball field it was pretty run down but it was gorgeous. Clouds of dust surrounded my shoes when I skidded to a stop.

I decided why not play I'm awake, I can't go back to sleep and hey I have my baseball stuff I decided to simply work on my pitch. I fumbled with the zipper of my backpack it jammed with the cloth inside, I yanked again and it finally opened.

I slowly pulled out my mitt and ball I threw some curveballs and what not, the sun started rising. That was my cue so I ran back home so I wouldn't get caught, as I fumbled with my keys the knob started to twist I had no choice but to climb up my balcony.

I successfully climbed up the balcony and got inside. As I went back in the restroom to wash my face the door to my room was opened and a overly excited Scott ran in, "Jacqueline! where are you?" He yelled, a decimal louder and my ears would've bled.

"Here" I called out, he rushed into the bathroom, "So I found this Sandlot and a group of eight kids play in," I didn't think that it was actually used, it did look pretty run down.

I Just nodded signaling for him to continue with his ranting. "And I want you to come with me" he said in a unsure voice.

"No I am not going, they won't let me play" I responded looking at my reflection, "But you're like a baseball goddess!what are you talking about of course they'll let you join, unlike me" he dragged the end, "What!?" I asked angry at the thought of my little brother being left out.

"I said that you are a baseball goddess" he responded dumbfounded as to why I had reacted like that. I rubbed my temple "No the last thing you said, something about them not letting you join". I'm 'bout to kill eight boys. "No I never meant it like that it's just that they'll never let me join. I can't catch nor throw" he said looking down.

"Oh yea after school today lets go and check them out" he gave me a suggestive smile. "Ok hurry you got five minutes until the bus gets here" he said as he ran out.

As I climbed on the bus Scott right on my heel. I decided to take a seat at the very back next to Scott of course. I then heard loud, obnoxious, disgusting, repugnant laughing I looked up to see a group of about five girls well one girl and her four minions.

"Why are you wearing that you scumbag" said who was obviously the leader. I scoffed, amused at the fact she believed she was offending someone. I saw my attractive neighbor chuckling at the situation that was unfolding in front of him.

"Hey whore why are you looking at my Benny" she screeched. "Shut up nobody's yours" I eyed the four girls behind her. "I mean except for your, you know minions" I said pointing at the girls behind her.

"What's your problem Veronica you know I have no interest in you" said Benny from his seat. You could hear overly exaggerated gasps from her minions. "Come on, whatever either way why are you wearing a baseball jersey" she said as she pulled on my jersey.

"I'm sorry that all your makeup is blocking the oxygen from getting to your brain, but isn't it obvious" I said smiling.

"What?! You don't mess with Veronica, I'll make your life here the worst" she said while pushing my shoulder.

I swiftly grabbed her hand and punched her with my free hand. She yelped in pain. I felt a pair of arms grab me by my waist. I turned around ready to punch someone else.

"Calm down its just me" Scotty said finally letting me down. This day started like shit hope it doesn't end like it.