This is My Crazy Life Ch 6

Hey, guys! So this was supposed to be out by Christmas, but, as they say on the bumper sticker, "Shit happened." This is your belated Christmas present. Enjoy! :) -WHATaDAY

I'm in the diner, eating French fries and ketchup. Benny shows up and smiles at me. We eat fries together and talk and laugh for hours. Scene changes. At my house, Benny shows up at my window. I let him in. He hugs me, looks me deep in the eyes. "You know, baseball's not the only thing I care about…" He leans towards me, and I close my eyes…

BAM BAM BAM! "JENNY! Wake up, we're going!"

I sat up, breathing hard. Benny was in my dreams all night. This realization might not be a bad thing.

I went to the bathroom, put on deodorant, and brushed my teeth. Then, I got dressed in a Drifters t-shirt and a good pair of jeans. I put on my high tops, put my hair in ponytails, and headed to the kitchen, where Scotty and Benny were eating toast. Benny now had a bandage on his forehead, so I decided to tease him about it.

"Hey, Benny, you got a little something on your head, there." I pointed to my forehead where Benny's bandage was on his head.

"Oh haha, Jammie Girl. But it's gonna leave a wicked scar. I'm gonna have all the chicks." He laughed. Oh, my stomach.

I smiled back, but inside, I was losing control thinking about Benny having a scar. That would be so…MMM :). I snapped out of it when Mom spoke.

"Oh, but Benny, won't you be too busy being a baseball star to date anyone?"

"Mrs. Smalls, I won't have to date anybody. As soon as we're old enough, I'm marrying Jenny!" Say wuhht?

Everyone laughed, but mine was slightly delayed. I looked at Benny, who gazed back and winked at me. I couldn't figure out for the life of me if he was serious with his laughter and what not.

I grabbed a piece of toast and told everyone that we should get going; that the guys would be waiting.

When we got to the Sandlot, everyone asked about Benny's forehead. Benny looked at Scotty and I, and then he told the boys he hit the doorframe when sleepwalking. I guess he didn't want their pity. Or he just didn't want them to know. We would talk about this later.

After a few hours of playing, we heard giggles and clicky walking. It could only mean one thing. "Oh, no…"

"Jenny!" It was what our school called The Golden Girls. Girliest girls ever, straight A's, teacher's pet, perfectly styled everywhere…Ugh. I called them the Airheads. Talk about cliché. Unfortunately for me, The Leader loved me. Her name: Wendy Peffercorn.

They ran over to me, although I don't understand how it's possible to run in 6-inch heels. Wendy started hugging me and jumping around and around. Ick. She smelled like watermelons and hairspray, or as I like to say, a baby prostitute. The guys were staring.

"Jenny! Darling, how are you? I haven't seen you in forever!"

"Wendy, you saw me last week."

"But it feels like longer! We NEED to hang more, okay?"

"Oh...kay…"

"EEH!" She jump hugged me again. I felt like I was going to pass out from the intoxication of her perfume.

"Uh, Jenny?" It was Squints. He looked strangely moon-eyed. Uh, oh. "Would you mind talking to me for a secon—"

"Of course, Squints!" I put that in a little too quickly, didn't I? Oops… We walked over to second base. Well, I did, anyway. Squints was basically stumbling like a fool in love. He looked at Wendy the whole time. She was checking her nails; her squad of brainless monkeys was goggling at the boys.

"You know Wendy Peffercorn?" he asked in amazement.

"Yeah, why?"

"She's like a goddess! HOW do you know her? She's 16!"

"And you're 14, what's it matter?"

"I don't want her seeing me yet. I have more growin' ta do!"

"Squints, I bet when you grow up, you'll marry her and have 9 kids. Okay?"

"Really? Wow…"

I left him then, ogling at Wendy. What a goofus. I went back to Wendy and asked her what was up.

"We just came her to see you, Jennifer! We needed to see you again. Mind if we stay and watch?"

"Uhm…sure… I guess."

"Yay!" The Airheads walked over to sit in the dugout. They waved at everyone. I rolled my eyes and called the team back to attention.

WENDY'S POV

Ugh, I hate that little brat. How can a girl dress like such a boy? And her smell? Ick- she smelled like shampoo! How can you NOT wear perfume? Hugging her was disgusting. The only reason we came here was to see if there was a guy worthy enough to date. As I watched, I found him.

Benny. Rodriguez. Damn, what a cutie pie. I want to eat him.

"Hey, Benny, make me proud!" I called. He turned around (nice muscles) and said, "Uh…m…kay?" Then he turned around and shook his head. He looked at that twat and she laughed. I waved at her, but I was pretending to throw ninja death stars at her. What a freak. Ugh…

No matter. I'm gonna make that boy mine, and if that bitch gets in my way, I'll kill her.