Hello to the people that have read the Boy/Girl Battle Series. Truthfully I have never meet another that has actually read the books other than me. This story has been bouncing around my mind ever since I read the first book. What it would be like if the story was in the twenty first century. So I plan of taking that idea and rewriting the book series in modern time. With new twists and turns, but with the characters and plots that we love from the original books. So please review if you like it or if you think I am out of my mind.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Boy/Girl battle series or the plot, or the characters. I just own the idea of being set in modern time.
Prologue
The four Hatford boys and Five Benson currently sat on the afghan covered sofa in the Benson's living room, all feeling anxious as the parents stared at them. None of them could think of a reason why all of there parents where there. They hadn't done anything particularly bad lately, which was unusual.
But it was only the first day of the summer and they did have plans for it. Most, they knew, that there parents wouldn't be thrilled about. Things like BBs shooting consents, midnight movie premieres, and exploring the abandon coal mines. Things that they could do now that they were older and done with another grade.
Mrs. Benson cleared her throat, "We need to tell y'all something, and we thought it would be easier to tell all of you together."
Steve Benson looked at Jake Hatford who looked at Tony Benson to in turned looked at Josh Hatford who looked at Wally Hatford, who while shifted in his seat looked at Bill Benson who looked at Danny Benson who looked at Peter Hatford who looked at the youngest of them all, Doug Benson.
"We didn't do it," Wally Hatford said before anything else. "Whatever we did, we didn't do it."
Mrs. Hatford sigh.
"No, you boys didn't do anythings, well that we know of anyway," Mrs. Benson chuckled, and then shoot her husband a look, who in turned nodded.
"We're moving."
"What do you mean we're moving," Caroline Malloy, the youngest of the family, asked her mother. Her and her two older sisters were seated around the dinner table, none of them had touched their mac and cheese yet.
"It's very simple Caroline, we are moving away from Kissimmee," Mrs. Malloy said, folding her hands in her lap.
"To Where," asked Beth, the middle sister. Dinner was one of the few times that she didn't have her small nose in a book.
"Buckman, West Virginia," Coach Malloy answer, taking a swing of his beer.
"West Virginia, I didn't think there was anything in West Virginia but mountains," Caroline said, she had been hoping that they could go somewhere a little more glamorous, like New York or Paris. Kissimmee, Ohio was such a small town, most people dreamed of leaving. And now they were, but Buckman didn't sound any better.
"Why," Eddie asked, the oldest of there sisters, twirling her baseball cap around her finger. Unlike, her youngest sister, Eddie didn't care where they lived, as long as they had a soft ball team for her to be on.
"Faculty exchange, I'm going to coach their collage team while their coach coaches the team in Georgia. Just think about, it will be good for a change. And it's only for a year.," Coach said, trying to word it the best way.
Buckman will never be the same.