The game had just finished, we won by a lot! Absolutely killed them! The nest games were for the state play offs. As the team walked over to the Left Field Lounge, a common hang out spot for the students, we all started clapping for the MV baseball players. My friends and I ate our grilled hot dogs and waited to congratulate our classmates, friends, and all stars. I was talking to the catcher, telling him what a great game he had. joking around with him about his plans after the game. It was a big win, we couldn't stop smiling. "Hey Erin!" I heard the pitcher call,"Why don't you take your friends and get the hell out of here. No one wants you here!"
He was panting with unnecessary rage. His bulldog face was red with uncalled for meanness. It was dead silent. He turned to his teammates. They liked us. We were all friends. The pitcher was on his own island of hate. "Chill man," the left fieldman said. the pitcher's face went from furry to embarrassment. everyone knew why he was upset. My best friend didn't want to date him. Plain and simple. I did not deserve that. The pitcher left, and my friends and I sat there with jaws wide oopen as his teammates laughed at him.
This is good! I can see this in my head.
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