Vert was warming up. He watched his friend swing and get another strike. Vert stretched and did two practice swings before the batter was out.

'Just one already… doin' good! C'mon Vert, don't get out!'

As he walked, his walk-out song played, 'My Life Your Entertainment' by T.I. and Usher.

"JELLAY!" One teammate in the dugout screamed.

The fans watched him walk out and step up to the plate.

The rest of Vert's team started their chant, which was basically the chorus of his walk-out song.

The very first two throws were balls. The next pitch was a good one. Vert swung as the ball shot out to left-center field when shortstop missed. He raced to first and rounded the corner only to slide into second.

The crowd started screaming after he hit it.

The opposing team couldn't get Vert out.

The next hitter went up to bat and sent the baseball right down the line of third. Vert jumped to the left just before it could hit him in the shoulder.

"FOUL!" The Umpire announced.

"WOAH VERT! MOVE OUT, THA WAY! MOVE OUT, THA WAY! MOVE OUT, THA WAY! WOAH VERT! MOVE OUT, THA WAY! MOVE OUT, THE WAY! MOVE OUT, THE WAY!" The dugout chanted and started laughing.

Vert chuckled and got ready to run again.

The batter whacked the ball up and nearly over the fence, letting them both get a run.

The crowd screamed and cheered as the two returned to the dugout.

Jake high-fived him as he got back in his original place.


As the team was let out to sign fans' posters and autograph books, Vert got away for a second to meet up with his other team.

"Great game Vert!" A.J. smiled.

Tezz had Grace snuggled into his chest. "Thanks for inviting me Vert!"

"THANK YOU FOR COMING!" The blond smirked.

A young boy, about seven years old, approached Vert. "C-Can you sign this please?" He asked.

"Aww!" Spinner remarked. "Wish I could sign something!"

Vert knelt down and signed his name on the slip of paper littered with other names.

Jack was getting all the love since he was the pitcher. Vert moved over to another player, and two of his roommates.

"Hey, are you going to that party for Madison in just a few minutes?" Vert asked, toying with his bat.

The other teammate, the catcher named Mike, shook his head. "Nah. Kyle and I have a project we have to do. It's due tomorrow."

"Well, how far are you in it?" The blond asked.

Mike sighed. "We just started! But I'm sure Madison will understand. He will. I know he will. But if he doesn't, you tell him."

The two roommates smiled and walked with him down to the parking lot.

Vert shook his head just before two other teenagers asked for his autograph.

As soon as they got theirs, Zoom walked up with a pen. "M-Mister Wheeler? Can you sign my arm?"

Vert slapped him in the back of the head. "WRONG SIR!"

The team got a good laugh at that.