I awoke the next morning and remembered it was a Saturday. Thank God, I can go back to sleep. I rolled over and fell back asleep. I heard my phone ring, and woke up. Aarg. I answered it.
"Hello?"
"Trissy!"
"Toby," I said, still not quite awake.
"Did the sound of your phone wake you up?"
"Uh huh."
"I could tell." I can just imagine the smirk he is wearing. "Have you looked at a clock yet?"
"No."
"It's 11:45." You're going to have to leave at 12:30 to get there on time. Would you like me to pick you up?"
"Yeah, that'd be great, thanks."
"I will pick you up at 12:20, okay?
"Great, bye."
"See you soon." I hopped into the shower and got back out five minutes later. I put on a blue shirt, sliding shorts and baseball socks. Then I grabbed my baseball pants and belt. I pulled my hair into a ponytail. Then I walked downstairs and ate a muffin and a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I know it's a strange combination but let's consider it lunch and breakfast. I grabbed a protein bar. Then I walked out the door to the garage to get my bag and placed my protein bar in the side compartment. Then I opened the garage and walked to the front porch. I sat on the step waiting for Tobias. I pulled out my phone and started playing Piano Tiles. The next thing I knew, Tobias's truck was pulling into the driveway. I walked over to the trunk, and put my bag next to his larger one. Probably because he has to carry around the catcher's gear. Then I walked around to the passenger seat and hopped in.
We rode in silence, but a comfortable silence, not awkward. We pulled up to the field that Zeke had texted the address of, exactly twelve minutes after we left. Meaning Zeke got two minutes to take off the toilet paper. Tobias and I got out of the car and walked around to the back. He got my bag out first and handed it to me. Then he grabbed his and closed the trunk. We walked up to our dugout together. Tobias and I hooked our bags on the fence and grabbed our gloves. Then he reached into my bag and grabbed a softball. I looked at him questionably.
"I'm probably going to catch for you when you pitch. You'll be using a softball. Won't you?"
"Alright." We walked our to where the rest of our team was warming up. All the other couples were playing catch together.
Zeke began speaking, "I will play first. Chris will play second, Uri will play shortstop. Marlene get a third. Four will catch for Tris. Will plays left and Shauna plays center. In right field Shauna's little sister Lynn will be joining us," he paused, probably catching his breath. "Any questions?" no one spoke up. "Okay, I say Trissy and Four are captains."
"Sounds good," Christina said for everyone.
"The other teams captains are Lauren and Eric. All the pitchers will be pitching softballs and underhand. Tris and Four will decide rules and all that. We've hired a umpire for the game. Oh, Tris and Four, you are making the lineup. That's all I know." All of our team walked back to warm ups while Toby and I walked over to the bench to make the lineup.
"So, we already have the positions, who's our lead off?" Tobias said.
"I was thinking we could have Uriah, then Marlene. Your a good hitter, you should bat cleanup."
"Seriously! Were you at the training we did together? You hit 6 home runs. You ARE batting cleanup." He said, incredulous.
"Fine. You go third then." He wrote down our first four batters.
"Zeke then Shauna."
"Will, Christina then Lynn." I wrote all that down just as the umpire called for the captains meeting. I looked at Toby and saw that he had the copy for the other team in his hand.
"You ready?" he asked.
"No."
"Wha..." I cut him off with a kiss, which he tried to deepen. I pulled back and walked out of the dugout. He stood behind me with a surprised expression on his face. I went back into the dugout and dragged him out to the meeting. Lauren and Eric were already there. We all shook hands, and exchanged the lineups. Then we decided on rules, there will be the mercy rule, drop third strike, but with Tobias as my catcher that shouldn't be a problem.
Then we tossed a coin to decide who was the home team. We won so we got to pick, we picked home team. Then we walked back to the dugout and showed the lineups to everyone. I looked down at the other teams. It said:
1. Kelsey Center
2. Peter Catcher
3. Lauren Pitcher
4. Eric Shortstop
5. Ellie Left Field
6. Drew First Base
7. Lilly Right
8. Al Third base
9. Molly Second base
Great. I don't mind Kelsey, Ellie, or Lilly but everyone else are just really mean. My team took the field and I threw some warm up pitches to Tobias. Then Kelsey came up and was ready to bat.
Sorry for waiting so late to update.
R&R,
TrisTobyUri
