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Uptown Girl
As I was carrying my suitcase inside I felt a pair of eyes on me. I turned to my right and saw a pale-looking boy staring at me. At least, I thought it was me. I looked around to confirm it wasn't anyone else and sure enough, it was me. I raised an eyebrow and stopped walking. He waved his hand sheepishly at me and laughed. I nodded my head back, "You wanna take a picture or something? They usually last longer." He turned red and made his way over to me. I noticed he had a baseball glove in his back pocket. "Oh, it's just that I noticed that you're new around here!" He wasn't wrong, I was new, which did make things challenging. "I'm Smalls, Scotty Smalls." I grabbed his hand and shook it. "You can call me Robin." He smiled at me. "It's nice to meet you. So, where are you from?" I readjusted my suitcase, "Brooklyn." He widened his eyes, "Oh wow, that's far." I nodded my head in agreement. "Well, welcome to the neighborhood. I get what it's like to be the new kid. If you want, I could always show you around." I gave him a smirk. "Don't expect a kiss for repayment or anything, kid." He then turned bright red. "Oh no! I was just trying-" I couldn't help but laugh. He seemed confused as he continued to stumble over his words. "Relax, I was only giving you a hard time. I would appreciate that. You up for it now?" He nodded his head. "Yeah! That is if you want to." I quickly ran inside and placed my stuff inside. "Ma! I'm gonna be out!" I yelled out. "Okay, be home for dinner!" I came back outside and put on my hat. "Alright, let's go kid."
He showed me around town, as expected and we exchanged our background stories. It turned out we had a lot in common. "Hey, what time is it?" I looked down at my watch, "A quarter past noon." His eyes widened. "Oh my gosh, I'm late! The guys are gonna kill me!" He then grabbed my wrist and pulled me behind him. "Come on! We gotta go!" I looked down at his hand and looked back up at him. "Hey kid, I can keep up with you just fine!" He yelled his apologies to me and let go. "Where are we even going?" I asked as we ran across the street. "Sandlot!"
What seemed like a long while, even for a small town, we arrived on a familiar diamond-shaped field. I saw a group of boys waiting around. "You're killin me, Smalls! What took you so long!?" I heard a voice yell out. "Sorry! Sorry! I lost track of time!" Once we both were caught up all eyes were on me. "Guys, this is Robin. She's new to the neighborhood." I nodded my head to all of them, "Sup boys." A tall one with glasses grabbed Smalls and pulled him into a huddle. I rolled my eyes, of course, they would act like this. I could overhear them lecture him about bringing new kids to the sandlot, especially girls. "Sorry Smalls, but you know, they can't play like us." I heard the chubby one say. "Is that so!?" I shouted. They all turned around surprised. "How about a deal?" They nervously looked at each other before saying anything. "What kind of deal?" A small one with glasses asked. "How about we play one game? If I don't score a home run I'll be on my way. If I do, you have to take back what you said about girls not being able to play ball like guys." They all looked at each other one last time before agreeing. "Deal!" The chubby one said. I chuckled. This was going to be good.
I was given a bat and I swung it a couple of times to get used to the weight. It was lighter than the one back at Dad's. I stepped up to the plate and positioned myself. The one pitching was the only black kid, I think his name was Kenny. "Don't worry, I'll go easy on you." Oh hell no. He threw it and I didn't even bother to swing. "Hey girl, you're supposed to swing!" The chubby one said behind me. "I got that, but I ain't doing shit until he throws right. There were a bunch of snickers among them. The ball was thrown back. "Alright, let's try this again," Kenny said with a smirk. He threw a lame curveball and I once again didn't swing. It was better, but not good enough. "This kid's a square, Smalls!" The ball was thrown back and Kenny gave me a confused look. "Quit playing around and hit the ball!" He yelled out. "I'll hit it when you throw it like a man!" A bunch of "ooh's" were heard across the field. "Okay! I call this one "the Heater"! Get ready for it girly!" I smirked. Now we're talking. I repositioned myself. He then threw it and gripped the handle. I followed the ball and swung. That loud smack was all I needed to know cause once I saw it fly through the air I dropped the bat and made a run for it. "Oh shit!" I heard scattered shouts of panic as I made it to first base. It wasn't out of the park but it was good enough. The ball had just been grabbed by Smalls by the time I approached the second base. "Get her!" I then sprinted for third as I knew they were eventually gonna catch up to me. I barely made it to third as it was thrown nearby. I saw someone come up beside me and I dodged real quick. I booked it home over the shouting and even jumped over someone that had tripped trying to get to me. Once I touched that base I was all smiles. "Woohoo!" I shouted as I danced around. "Not bad for a girl, right boys!?" They all gave their collected groans as I made my way back around to them all.
I couldn't help but wiggle my eyebrows and stick out my tongue. "Sooo, let's hear it!" I said as I leaned over with my hand behind my ear waiting for them to say it. "A deal's a deal." I heard the one they called "Benny" say. He was kinda cute. "We take it back!" They all said very unhappily. I chuckled and shook my head. "Don't be down, it's all good fellows! Just remember this day!" I walked up to Kenny and stuck out my hand. "The Heater is pretty good. Let's run with that one next time I'm up to bat." He hesitated but grabbed my hand. "Yeah, you were pretty good too." We shook our hands and all seemed well. After that, I got a proper introduction to them all. This motley crew seemed comforting in some weird way. Maybe, just maybe they would accept me and take me in. Hopefully, everything will work out.