So I just wanted to do a different sport story because I love the sport of softball. And I love the show of south of nowhere. And I think that they are perfect together. And I'll be using a lot of my life in this story too. And no this story wont just revolve around softball. And so yeah. I'll let you read the story.
After I do the disclaimer and tell everyone that I don't own south of nowhere. Tom does. I think we all know that. But whatever. I don't want him suing me. Lol. Ok, now I'll let you read the story.
Labels. Not a person's best friend. Since im blonde, im labeled stupid. A ditz. Clumsy. And air head. We all know the labels blondes get. We even have our own jokes. So, I am only a ditz, and maybe im a tad clumsy, but im not stupid. I'll tell ya that right now. Nor am I a geek or a nerd either. Im in the middle.
Im labeled a lot of things actually. A jock, because I play softball. A prep because I wear strips. A hick because I live in Ohio. Whatever. I don't like labels so I just ignore the ones that people give me. They're usually wrong anyways.
So yeah. I play fast pitch softball. Some people say it's just a game. Well, it's not. It's a part of life. Life's a pitch. I wouldn't consider myself the star of the team, because some of the girls are really good. They'll be big one day. As well as me. My position is the hardest though. Catcher. Just think of the quarterback of an NFL foot ball team. That's how I would describe my position. I love it too. I wouldn't imagine softball without it.
One of my best friends used to play. But Kyla quit because of the coach. I wouldn't blame her either. He's a total ass. But whatever. This story isn't about him. It's about me. Spencer Carlin. Im 15 years old and this year has already turned out to be a weird year. I'll start off by telling you by the first night I noticed something was different with me.
It all started on New Years Eve. The ball was just about to drop. We had one minute. We as in me, my best friend Ashley Davies, Madison Duarte, and Kyla Woods. We grabbed the bottle of sparkling cider and headed out onto the front porch. No one being smart enough to grab a jacket. It was freezing outside! We all shivered as Kyla tried to open the sparking cider bottle. Madison was counting down until we had 15 seconds left.
Ashley and I were standing next to each other trying to stay warm. "We have 30 seconds!" Madison announced
Finally Kyla got the bottle opened when we started to count down from 10. "…8…7…6…" I always hated new years because I never had anyone to kiss when we got to zero. "…3…2…1…" My friends and I screamed happy new years at the top of our lungs. Madison and Ashley shot off little fireworks while Kyla and I took the first drink out of the bottle.
We all had a drink of sparkling cider before we headed back into my room where our movie was paused. We sat back down on my bed and leaned up against the wall. It went Kyla on the end, Madison next to her, Ashley and then me who was sitting right next to the head board. We were covered up with the giant comforter as the movie was playing. We passed the sparkling cider down through all of us until it was completely gone.
"I hate new years." Ashley announced. We all looked at her. Im glad I wasn't the only one. Kyla, which is her half sister, asked her why. "Well because I never have anyone to kiss." Same here. Same here.
"Well you aint kissing me." Madison said taking another drink and handing the bottle to Kyla who agreed with Madison. Ashley chuckled as she leaned her head on the wall. I hear her sigh. It was a sad sigh, disguised as a bored sigh. She always does that. Im the only one who can actually tell when something is wrong when no one else can. We're like two peas in a pod.
The next morning, I wake up to Ashley texting. Kyla hidden under the covers still asleep. And Madison snoring. I was lying next to Ashley. "Who are you texting so early?" I asked her rubbing the sleep out of my eyes
"Aiden." She says. Aiden is the guy she has a big crush on. He has a crush on her too, but they won't go out with each other. So basically they're friends with benefits. Pointless I know.
"Oh." I close my eyes and snuggle into my cover more to get a little bit more comfortable
"Cold?" She asks and I hear her close her phone. I nod my head, knowing that she was staring at me. "Here." She says quietly, putting half of her cover on top of mine. I smile into my pillow.
A few minutes past and Ashley was getting really impatient because Aiden hasn't texted her back yet. If she were texting me this early, I wouldn't either. I would rather sleep. But laying here next to her is just fine. I grab her phone while she went to the bathroom and I put it in my hoodie pocket after I put it on vibrate.
Kyla comes out from underneath the covers when Ashley walks back in. "Morning Sleeping Beauty." Ashley smiles down at her sister
Kyla groans and she disappears back underneath the covers. Madison snores again which makes everyone smile. Ashley and I walk out of the room so we won't disrupt them again. We sit down on the couch and start to watch some TV. "So hey, excited to go back to school and finally try out for softball again?" Ashley is my pitcher. We've been a pair since we were in the 3rd grade.
"For sho." She chuckles as she stops on an MTV show
"Me too. I can't wait to see our competition." I smile and I agree with her. We're now the sophomores and no longer the newbie's. Now we get to call the freshmen the newbie's. I always hated being called a Newbie instead of my nickname that Ashley gave me back when we became the duo of terror; Wheels. Wheels were just so much better. Ashley's nickname that I gave her was Ace. We've called each other that since. Mostly on the field though.
An hour or two past before we went back into the room to wake the two sleeping bodies up. It was already 10 and we were already bored. After we woke them up, we put in another movie but we weren't really watching it. We were playing cards. And for some reason, I keep getting really jealous because Aiden kept texting Ashley. I felt her phone vibrate in my front pocket. I never gave Ashley her phone back and it's a good thing.
"No, go fish." I draw a card and then I set down a pair of twos on the floor as Madison asks Kyla for a King.
"Hey where is my phone?" I shrug my shoulders along with the others and continue to play the game, "Mads, call my phone." Ashley paused the movie as Madison started to call Ashley's phone. This isn't going to be good. I felt her phone start to vibrate against my stomach. The buzzing getting louder and louder with each ring. Ashley looks at me with a tiny glare and a tiny smile. She knows that I have it. "Gimme my phone, Spence." She puts her hand out for me to put her phone in her hand
But instead I give her a high five and ask Kyla for a three. I draw another card but only to be tackled by Ashley. My cards go flying and Madison and Kyla start to laugh. "Get off of me!" I laugh trying to get Ashley off of me. She is freakishly strong for her size.
"Give me my phone, spencer!" She laughs going for my jacket pocket
I push her off of me and I make a run for it. I take her phone out of my pocket and I put it on top of the microwave and run into the living room. She bolts out of my bedroom and jumps on my back when I was about to turn around. We both fall onto the ground with her on top of me. I hear Kyla counting acting like it was a wrestling match. Ashley's knee falls between my legs and presses up against my upper thigh and I stop fighting her. I stare at her and that's when I realized that I was starting to like my best friend.
I walk onto the field with Ashley. It's been two months since then. February 3rd today. And today is the first day of softball. We stood in left field, waiting for the other girls to come over for a warm up jog. I took in a deep breath. And I could smell another great season ahead of us. And I so couldn't wait for it. This year, I could feel it, was so going to be a lot better than last year. And last year was really good. So, it's going to be hard to top it this year.
When all of the girls were over here in left field, we were about to take off into our warm up jog when our coach came over. "Hello Ladies." He smiled at us, "Welcome to the new year. I can already smell victory in the air." I smile because I knew I wasn't alone in the love of the sport. "We're just going to start off today getting to know each other. We will have two more weeks of conditioning and then the tryouts. So if you all would, please form a circle." We all do as we're told
Half of the girls we're already done saying their name and all the other things that we're supposed to say. When it came to me I stood up, "Hey im Spencer Carlin. But a lot of people know me as Wheels. I've been playing softball since the 3rd grade with my best friend Ashley." I look down at her and she smiled up at me, "And I play catcher." I sit back down and Ashley stands up
"Hi im Ashley Davies. More known as Ace. Played since 3rd grade with my bestest friend in the whole world, Spencer. We are the Duo of Terror." Some of the girls laughed but that's how everyone knew us, "And I play pitcher." She sits down next to me and the girl next to Ashley stands up
"Hey im Lizzy Dennison. You all know my older brother. Aiden." The girls sigh at the mention of his name. I roll my eyes, "Im a newbie and I play 3rd. Oh and I've been playing since 6th grade." She sits back down
After we're all done introducing ourselves, we're supposed to warm up. We did our jog around the whole field once and then we stretched. We threw to warm up our arms and then afterwards, we went to our positions. There were only four catchers. The senior, Alexis. Me. And then the two freshmen, Kayla and Erica. I heard that Kayla was really good and Erica was alright. There were 6 pitchers. Only two of them I really know. Ashley and Rebecca. Both amazing pitchers.
We took some grounders and pop flies before we all separated into groups to do a lot of running. First were suicides. We did 3 sets of these and it almost killed me I swear. It was so much running. Then we had like a 2 minute break before we took a nice long jog. When we got back to the field, everyone was breathing really heavy. The coach called it quits before anyone of us puked.
Ashley and I walked out to the side of the school where we get picked up. "Oh. My. God. Is he really trying to kill us?" Ashley asked setting her bag down next to mine
"I think he is. You think tomorrow is going to be harder?" I ask sitting down against the wall
She nods, "He's gotta sort of the good from the bad." She smiles over at me and I return the smile
We sat there in silence for a couple of minutes before Ashley's cell phone started to ring. "It's Aiden!" She practically squealed as she answered the phone, "Hello." She said as calmly as she could. She is like in love with this boy I swear. And once again, a knot in my stomach starts to form because im jealous. And I hate being jealous.
Kayla walked around the corner and smiled at me. She set her bag down next to mine and sat down next to me against the wall. She sighs, "Holy shit. What a day." I laugh totally ignoring Ashley and her phone call
"I know. I almost died." She laughs and smiles at me. Her smile is really pretty. But not of course as pretty as Ashley's. Ashley's looks like she just walked out of a Crest tooth paste commercial. I glance back over at Ashley and she's turning red. I hate boys. I turn my attention back to Kayla, "So you think you'll make it through conditioning?" She chuckles with a sigh
"Yeah… hopefully." She stands up, "That's my mom. Catch you later, Wheels." For a catcher, im pretty fast. See, normally catchers are these bulky girls that you can't knock down because their that big and strong. Me? Im skinny and tall. Im strong too, but no one knows it because it's a secret weapon I have. And catchers are supposed to be slow. Im not slow. Nope, not at all.
And then my mom pulls up. I stand up, "Bye Ash." I say but she doesn't hear me. She is too involved in her conversation with Aiden. He's a dick anyways. He goes out with girls and just when he gets what he wants from them, he dumps them. Ashley, well she doesn't believe me when I keep telling her that. But whatever. I guess she has to learn some how.
I start walking towards my mom's car, "Bye Spence!" I hear from behind me. I turn around with a small smile and give her a little wave. I throw my bag into the back of the truck and I hop into the front seat of our Ford F150. I sigh as I put on my seat belt.
"You ok sweetie?" My mom is practically my sister. I can tell her anything without her judging me. I already told her that I might be gay and she didn't have a problem with it. I told her that I kind of like Ashley more than a friend and she didn't have problem with it.
"Yeah. Just a rough practice." It was the truth. Just not the whole truth behind my sad sigh.
Ok, there it is. Should I continue it? Did you guys like it? It's something different.