We start off with Dwayne Junior narrating.
The school system, the way it is set up, is useful for helping young kids achieve their goals. And, a school sporting event, can bring out the best and worst of the students that are competing. This is the competitive Junior year.
The tugs theme then plays
Junior's POV
Following the events of the first game of the season, Bertha was acting like a completely different person. She didn't smile that much, and barely spoke when we were on a date. The bfffl's also noticed how upset she was, whenever we were in her basement working on the seaplane. Having more of a connection to Uncle Harold because they actually knew him from Total drama, they were also incredibly upset about the situation that just happened. Despite the fact she was feeling incredibly down, Bertha was still pitching extraordinarily well during our baseball practice sessions. But when it came to batting practice, she began sweating every time she stepped up to the box.
Reader's POV
Practice for the day had just ended, and Junior and Bertha were in the locker room bathroom. Bertha was relieving herself in on of the stalls, while Junior was relieving himself at one of the urinals. "I'm really worried about what will happen the next time i'm up to bat, I might injure yet another innocent person" said Bertha. "You're beating yourself up too much about what happened, that was a fluke, it won't happen again" said Junior. "It just feels incredibly wrong that I put Harold in the exact same position I was in nearly a year ago, in a hospital bed on the edge of death" said Bertha. As Junior was shaking himself dry, zipping up, and flushing, he knew what Bertha was referring to. Not too long ago, Bertha was in the hospital, awaiting a heart transplant. "Harold did absolutely nothing that warrants the unfair life he currently has" said Bertha as she wiped her vagina. She then pulled up her pants, flushed, and stepped out of the stall. "You know, if you're interested, I have reservations for us to have a double date with Seth and Sophia" said Junior. "Those two are still dating?" asked Bertha. "Well alright then, i've got nothing better to do."
Junior's POV
As we were leaving the diamond, Hudson told Bertha that she wasn't 100% to blame for what happened. Uncle Harold was also at fault, because he knew that by sitting in the stands, he was putting himself at risk to be hit by the ball. Bertha refused to even look at Hudson after he said this. She couldn't believe Hudson had the audacity to say that it was Uncle Harold's own fault he got injured. She was very tempted to snap back at him, and point out how she wouldn't be in that position, if he wasn't pressuring her so much. At that point, she had decided to stop blaming herself. In her mind, Harold's injury was Hudson's fault. She decided to be the bigger person, and not say anything to him.
Reader's POV
The double date took place that Saturday. Junior, Bertha, Seth, and Sophia had gotten together at a restaurant a few minutes away from Junior's house. Because it was such a short distance away, Junior was able to walk to the restaurant. Due to his weak bladder, Seth had to excuse himself to go the bathroom four times. Thinking that she wasn't to blame for what happened a week ago, Bertha was now in a much better mood. Junior then took off the beaded necklace he was wearing, and handed it to Bertha. "Listen Bertha, I want you to have this" said Junior. "Are you sure you want to give that up?" asked Bertha. "Look, you mean everything to me, and i'm really glad that we're going to spend our lives together" said Junior. "I can't think of a better person to give it to." Bertha then put it on. "You know, it looks really cute on you" said Junior. Bertha then gave Junior a quick peck on the lips.
Once their dinner was over and they stepped out of the restaurant, Bertha let out a yawn. "I'm too tired to drive home, can I spend the night at your place?" she asked. "Sure" said Junior. As they were walking back to the house, they heard a voice. "What the hell do you see in that slut?" Approaching them was a girl who was a junior at Bronzestone named Henrietta. Junior and Bertha never had that much interaction with her, due to never being in the same class. "I can't believe you actually gave your prized necklace, to a murderer" said Henrietta. "If you're talking about that incident with Harold, you would be very wise to fuck off" said Bertha. "It's not just him, i'm also referring to my mother" said Henrietta. "The only reason you were able to have that heart transplant, was because she sacrificed her life, so she could donate her heart to you." "She was completely healthy before your incident happened." "And had your mother not done that, Bertha wouldn't have been able to save an innocent man from being wrongfully executed" said Junior. "Now stay the hell away from us."
Junior's POV
We ignored her and just kept on walking. When we arrived at my house, it just occurred to me that this was the first time Bertha would be spending the night in my home. Everyone who lived in my house, was more than welcome to have her. My dog Andrew really liked Bertha, it took awhile for him to stop kissing her. After we took turns changing in the bathroom, we then set off for my bedroom. Bertha got quite a shock when she saw the inside of it for the first time.
Reader's POV
They had just stepped inside the bedroom, and Bertha could not believe that the room was covered with Denny Hamlin merchandise. "Oh my God, I knew you were a huge fan of him, but I didn't know it was this much" said Bertha. She then noticed the triple bunk bed. "Wait a minute, you have roommates?" "Yep, and i'm one of them" said a voice. Izzy then walked into the room, in nothing but her bra and panties. "I never use my middle bunk, I always share the top bunk with Harold." She then looked down sadly. "Or at least I used to, until that incident took place." "No Bertha, I don't blame you for the incident that just took place." "In fact, as an act of kindness, i'll let you two have the room to yourselves while I sleep on the couch." Bertha then went red in the face, she knew exactly why Izzy was letting them have the room to themselves. As much as she really wanted it to happen, she wasn't sure if Junior would feel comfortable going through with it.
Soon, the light's were turned off, and Junior and Bertha were under the covers of Junior's bed. "You know Bertha, you can take your shirt off if you want" said Junior. Bertha's eyes widened in shock, she could not believe the offer she was getting. "Since we're going to be a married couple, we don't don't have to feel awkward getting to second base" said Junior. Now Bertha really thought she was dreaming, she had been wanting to do this with Junior for so long. "Are you positive you feel comfortable doing this?" asked Bertha. "I'm as ready as i'll ever be" said Junior. Still in disbelief about what was happening, Bertha slowly began to remove her shirt. Once it was off, it was revealed that there was no bra underneath. Her breasts were incredibly small for a girl her age, even smaller than an A cup. Junior's eyes were focused on what was attached to the breasts, two bright red nipples. This was a lot for Junior to take in, this was the first time he had ever seen a woman's nipples, up close and in person. He took a deep breath, and leaned in for the kill. He began sucking on Bertha's right nipple. Bertha had a smile on he face, and was letting out quiet moans of pleasure. She was enjoying this way more than she thought she would. Junior eventually stopped sucking on the right nipple, and began doing the same for the left one. This time he was feeling around it with his tongue. Then he began giving both nipples an equal amount of attention. He kept alternating right left, right left. Bertha was enjoying every millisecond of this.
Junior's POV
I ended up enjoying that, way more than I thought I would. I finally stopped, when I began feeling tired, and felt like going to sleep. Bertha didn't put her shirt back on for the rest of the night, and as we slept, my head was leaning against her naked chest. Having finally been able to do what she wanted to do for a long time, Bertha felt like she was on top of the world. Her happiness would eventually turn into anger, when she decided to give Hudson a piece of her mind. But that is a story for another day.
Authors note: I know people say that suicide is never the answer, but I tend to think otherwise when it involves saving someone else's life. That being said, I am not trying to encourage anybody to kill themselves just so they can be an organ donor. It's just my personal opinion, and I would never try to convince anyone to kill themselves. I would never forgive myself if I caused someone else's death.
If you plan on becoming a baseball player, you have to be open to the risk, that you may accidentally kill someone, courtesy of sending a ball into the stands. It's a dangerous sport for both the players, and the spectators.
Yep, a scene where Junior and Bertha get to second base, I bet you never saw that one coming.
Thank you for reading and please have a great day.