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Chapter 26: Back to Normal

The rest of the week passed by excrutiatingly slow. Every other day, the guys would come by and visit. Dad stayed the entire time, having been allowed to take time off work. The day I was finally realeased couldn't come soon enough.

When I was realeased, Dad had to help me out because it hurt to walk due to the pain in my chest. It was Saturday morning when me and Dad went home. I wanted to go to the sandlot immediatly, but Dad made me go and rest for an hour before finally saying I could go.

Of course, being the overprotective Dad he is, he walked me down there. I was glad to find that the more I walked, the less the pain bothered me. I knew I couldn't play ball for another two weeks, but at least I could watch and be with my friends and be home and not in some hospital room.

The guys were playing ball just like I knew they would be. They hadn't noticed us yet.

"You can go on home, Dad." I told him. "I'll be fine. Benny and Smalls will help me home if I need it."

Dad looked like he didn't want to leave, but he gave in after a moment.

"You be careful. And if I hear that you've been playing, you won't be coming here for a week."

"I won't play!" I exclaimed.

He smiled, gave me a hug, and left. I slowly started to make my way toward the dugout, wondering how long it would be till they all noticed me. It didn't take long at all. I had just about reached the infield when they spotted me.

"Robyn!" they all shouted as they threw their gloves down and ran at me.

To my surprise, they all grabbed me in a hug. Not quite sure what to do, I laughed and hugged them back.

"Sheesh guys, let a girl breath." I laughed.

They all laughed as well and instantly started asking questions.

"You ok?" "When did you get home?" "When did you get home?" "When can you play ball?"

"I'm fine. I got home about an hour ago. And I can play in about two weeks, maybe more." I answered.

We all stood there talking for a few minutes before they went back to playing ball while I sat and watched from the dugout. I smiled as I realized how much I had missed this. Even if I couldn't play, it was still great to be able to watch. It also felt really good to be back in pants and a t-shirt. Dad had given all those cursed dresses away, something I was extreamly happy about.

We were there for about thirty minutes when a group of nine boys on bikes rode onto the sandlot, stopping the game immediatly. I frowned as I got up and slowly joined the guys in the middle of the field. I had hoped to avoid Phillips until Monday at school.

"So is the brat dead yet?" I heard Phillips asked and I knew he was talking about me.

I rolled my eyes and spoke up before anyone else could.

"Well if you aren't dead then I don't suppose the brat is."

Phillips' eyes narrowed angerily as I stepped forward and stood in front of him.

"What are you doing in those clothes, Birdie? Don't you know what a girl is suppose to wear?" he asked.

"Then why aren't you wearing a dress?" I taunted, crossing my arms across my chest.

The guys all burst out laughing, while Phillips just turned red.

"You're lucky you're wounded, McCallister." he growled. "Or else you would be begging me to stop hurting you."

"I think you've got it backwards, jerk." I replied. "It would be you begging me to stop hurting you."

"Get out of here Phillips!" Benny inturrupted.

"Why should I?" Phillips asked, turning to Benny.

"Because unless you want to get your face beat black and blue, you'd better get. We don't have time to put up with you."

Everyone gaped at Benny. I stared shocked. This wasn't normal for Benny at all. Usually it took longer to get him worked up. Phillips seemed to realize that he was treading on thin ice.

"This ain't over." he snarled as he turned his bike around. "Come on. It smells here."

They all pulled out, with the guys running behind them, kicking the tires and taunting them more. Everyone started to go back to their spots as they all laughed at the cowards. I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to see Benny.

"Can I talk to you for a second?" he asked nervously.

"Sure." I replied. "What is it?"

He pulled me over to the side out of hearing range from the rest of the guys. I waited, but he seemed to choke and didn't say anything.

"Yes?" I said, my arms still crossed.

"I was wondering," he said slowly. He took a deep breath before quickly saying, "Wouldyougooutwithme?"

"What?" I asked, not sure I had heard right.

"Would you go out with me?" he repeated, his face flushing red.

I stared at him in shock. I felt so bad as I answered him.

"I'm sorry, Benny. I like you, but not like that. You're like my brother. That's all. I'm sorry."

His face turned downcast for a second, before he shrugged.

"It's all right. At least I still got you as a sister." he smiled.

I smiled back and headed to the dugout, still shocked that Benny had actualy asked me out. Never before had anyone ever even come close to wanting to asking me out. I felt bad for turning him down, but what I said was true. I saw him as a brother, nothing else.

That's because you like someone else. Stupid voice in my head!

Shut it. I hissed silently. I don't know what you're talking about.

I think you do.

Shut up!

The rest of the day passed by quickly and before I knew it, it was time to go home. Everyone walked slow to help me out, which I appreciated. My chest was really starting to hurt again and I couldn't help but hope it would stop soon so it could all go back to normal. Well, as normal as my life can be.

"See ya tomorrow, guys." Benny called as he hurried to his house.

"See ya, Benny!" Me and Smalls called back.

Me and Smalls walked on in silence, and I was surprised when Smalls didn't go on to his house and instead walked all the way to mine.

"You ok, Smalls?" I asked when we reached the porch.

"What?" he asked distractedly. "Oh yeah, I"m fine."

"You sure?" I asked unbeivingly. "Cause you walked right past your house."

"I know." Smalls took a deep breath. "I wanted to ask you something."

"What is it?" I asked.

"I know that you're going to say no," Smalls said in a rush, "And I know Benny asked you earlier and you probably said yes so I'm probably wasting my time, but..."

He cut off.

"What is it, Smalls?" I asked, my heart beating fast.

"Would you go out with me, Robyn?" He asked, biting his lip as he looked down at his feet.

I didn't reply for a moment. I had said no to Benny because he was like my brother. Smalls is like my brother to, but did I like him more then that? Unconsciously, my feet started rubbing together.

"All right." I replied finally, surprising even myself. "I'll go out with you."

"You will?" Smalls' head shot up in surprise. "I thought you had said yes to Benny?"

I laughed. "Benny is like my brother. That's it. I said no."

He looked at me with a big smile on his face. "Ok. See ya tomorrow, Robyn."

"See ya tomorrow." I replied with a smile as he walked off.

The smile stayed on my face as I walked inside, glad for the first time that me going incognito hadn't worked. I smelled the burger's cooking and I sighed, glad that life was back to normal.