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The Random Nonsense of Rain Kisuki

Chapter 5: Baseball in the Building: Part 2, I Struck Out the V.P.!

"Let's start the game then!" I announced cheerfully. The two teams are the League of Sexy Fuzzy Pink Baseball Bunnies and Team I Love Rain, I Love Me, I Hate All of You.

Each team chose the team name…I was overruled. Sigh. I hate long names. I'm not good with names in the first place. But I can at least remember nicknames that I make up. Well, usually.

I stepped up on the pitching mound across from Johnny. It wasn't really a mound. It's all lies. I am standing on top of the school mascot, an iguana -don't freakin' ask why, I do not know-, rubbin' my dirty shoes on his paint tongue. Heh. Take that, freaky eyes!

I narrowed my eyes, lifted up my leg, and sent the ball rocketing into the wall, where it lodged in deeply. Johnny swung. Just a bit late. Haha–Ow! Of course, I have such a strong arm for pitching that, while the ball goes where I want it to, I almost always fall over. Which is why I'm laughing for victory…on the ground.

I stood up. Tala yanked the ball out of the wall and tossed it too me. Tala was between first and second base, and Enrique was between second and third. These were only 3-people teams so…yeah.

"Strike One! Hahaha! Ya Johnny, you sure are godly at baseball!" laughed Tala.

"Grr," growled Johnny. We've got this game in the bag! Maybe.

I pitched and fell twice more, and Johnny tasted the bitterness of defeat (along with a bit of blood when the baseball hit his cheek). Next up was Ry-ry.

"Go Ry-ry!" I cheered, "Oh yeah! I forgot!" I looked at his sandals. Bryan hates sandals. I dropped the baseball and pranced off toward Tala's bag, and retrieved the shoes Bryan left at my house.

"You left these at my house," I explained handing him his shoes. They're really big shoes. If they weren't so stylish and weren't Bryan's, I'd think they were clown shoes.

That is…I don't think clowns can't be stylish! So don't go assuming things. In fact, I love clowns, and once dyed my hair neon orange and fluffed it up into an Afro. I met Sunshine the Clown at a fair once, and decided I'd be as good a clown as her.

I blackmailed a clown college to let me in, but decided it just wasn't for me, cause everyone was an ugly loser with no life who wanted to be a freakin' clown to escape the bitter loneliness of sucking so bad at everything but making balloon animals and throwing pies. But I have nothing against clowns; not at all! Back to the game.

"Rain!" whined Enrique, "Why are you giving him sneakers? He'll be able to run faster!"

"Yeah, Rain," Tala agreed, "You didn't even wear the full team uniform, pose with us, and don't like our name. You just don't have enough team spirit!" Team spirit my cute-as-a-button ***! I'm not wearing a spandex suit!

"Oh, I know!" shouted Enrique, "Maybe if we have a team cheer she'll get into a spirited mood!"

"Great idea, my partner in crime!" Tala chirped, "Time out!" He gave a time out sign.

"We haven't even had a second batter yet and you're already calling a time out!?" Ozuma complained. The two nodded happily.

"Someone shoot me," mumbled Bryan. Johnny, Tala, and Enrique all pulled out guns and pointed them at Bryan. Where the hell did Tala and Enrique hide their guns in that spandex!?

"Where do you want us to shoot you?" questioned Johnny.

"Yeah. Shooting you in the mouth or forehead would get brains everywhere!" Tala added.

"Maybe the heart…Oh! Do you want us to just shoot you, or to kill you too?" Enrique asked.

"Oh yeah, he didn't say he wanted us to kill him!" Tala realized.

"I wasn't being serious, you morons!" snapped Bryan.

"Oh. Really? Damn. And I really wanted to try out this new gun. It's top of the line and brand-b*tch-spanking new!" Tala ranted. It is a pretty gun. But my collection is better.

"Ah well," sighed Johnny, "There goes the high point of my day."

"Well, back to the cheer!" Enrique changed the subject.

"Screw the cheer! I wanna play now!" I whined.

"Yay! Rain got into the spirit!" cheered Enrique.

"Go, go Rai-in! Give em' some pai-in! Wash him down the drai-in! You've got lots to gai-in. We are not sa-ane! Rai-in! Whoooooo!" Tala made up a cheer on the spot. I glared.

"Okay! Batter up! Get ready Ry-ry! I won't go easy on you!" I promised. He nodded. I pitched. He missed the first and fouled the second, but got a homerun and dented a locker on the last.

After that I struck out Ozzy, fell a few times, and then the first inning was over and I was gonna bat second. The score was 0 to 1.

I'll hit that baseball so hard that it will…uhh…I'm drawing a blank. Damn. Oh! I know! It'll go into space and hit an unattractive Martian's head and cause them to wage a war on Earth! And then I can blackmail them into making me their leader. I will take over the world! Muhahaha! Ok. Good plan, self.

But first I have to wait until Enrique bats, fails miserably, and then goes in a corner to cry. Then I'll take over the world. My dream has always been to be a female version of Spiderman. I love spiders. But taking over the world was both a close second and more probable (I have connections).

"Show that baseball who it's boss is! Go Enri-baby!" shouted Tala. Sometimes he really worries me with his pet names…

"You bet your sweet ***, Taly-baby!" replied Enrique. Ozuma gagged. Ozzy easily struck out Enrique without falling even once. Enrique took out his favorite fake-suicide knife and walked to a corner.

"Enri-baby," sighed Tala, "We don't have time for this! We have to show Princess we support her!" Enrique perked up and threw his knife onto his abandoned backpack.

He dug around in Tala's bag. Tala always brings it with him, but it never has books. It's an all-purpose carrying case for the rest of us. He pulled out some glittery pink cheer…pom-poms? Is that what they're called? Whatever. So anyway, he started doing a stupid routine while I prepared to hit the baseball.

The bell rang, indicating first period was over. Yes. We ditched. And you know why? Cause we're scary, bad-*** delinquents. Don't let the pink and glitter fool you. We're freakin' rebels. People begin to enter the lobby through hallways. That was quicker than I thought!

Crap. I have to at least tie up with the other team! The students gawked, took cover, or laughed and cheered. I heard the sound of heels clonking against the floor. Crap! Must be a teacher. Better make this quick!

"Ozuma!" I shouted. He nodded and pitched hurriedly.

"What's with this ruckus? Why is everyone gathered here!?" That voice…where have I heard it? Ah well. The owner of the heels and voice shoved though a crowd of excited students, who were already deciding who to bet on or root for.

I smacked my bat into the ball and it rocketed into the crowd, sending it smashing right into the V.P.'s oversized chest. Good thing she has a horrible personality! She'll probably never have kids. Oh! It stayed where it hit! Not even Tala or Enrique would go near her chest! I skipped around the bases.

"Home run!" I chirped. The crowd burst out laughing.

The angry V.P. pointed down a hall, eyes bulging with anger.

"Principal's office. Now!" she hissed, "All of you!"

"Ah!" Tala said, excitedly pointing at her face, "Look at her eyes! The school mascot must have been modeled after her!" I snickered. Ya gotta love these idiots. She narrowed her eyes, furious. Then she paused, staring at Tala, and then Enrique. Tala shifted under her gaze, causing the bunny ears on the cap he made form me to bounce cutely. I smiled.

"What on earth are you two wearing!?" she roared.

"Oh this?" Tala said in a fake modest tone. The girls in the crowd looked at Tala and Enrique's uniforms. There were countless nosebleeds that day.

"You love them, right!" Enrique said. It was more of a statement then a question.

"I've got an idea! You can have the one my little Renny didn't wear!" chirped Tala. Renny. Lots of girls burst out in tears, now struggling with tears and nosebleeds.

"Yeah!" joined in Johnny, "Maybe the baseball smashed your chest enough for it to fit!" Tala nodded and spoke again, "But we might have to throw a few baseballs at your *** and thighs first! Have you ever considered working out at a gym. Or laying off the cheese doodles?" Her face grew red with anger.

"I hear Fight for Fitness has a great program to help the elderly stay in shape!" smiled Enrique.

"E-e-elderly!?" she stuttered, "I'm 29!" She sure didn't look it.

"But you look much older than that," protested Tala. Enrique nodded in agreement. My smile grew wider. She was red as a tomato.

"I thought I told you all to go to the office!" she roared.

"Someone is a little touchy," teased Johnny.

"Must be menopause," said Tala, pityingly. I couldn't take it anymore. I had lasted longer than the other students, but I couldn't resist. I burst out laughing. Everyone stared at me in shock. Remember how I said I laughed evilly? Tala grinned and Enrique soon joined him.

"Office," she said calmly. Ooo, she's gonna explode soon. I love that part! The crowd suddenly parted, and Lore walked through.

"What's going on?" he questioned, frowning at me. I looked up and around, finding the ceiling and floor much more interesting than the conversation.

"Oi, Rain! Look at me when I'm talking to you!" he ordered. I looked him hesitantly. "What's with the bat? And the bases? We're in school! You don't even have gym today!" How does he know that?

I voiced my question, "How do you know that?"

"I memorized your schedule. I had a feeling you'd get in a lot of trouble. There's no way Tala and Bryan would help me with this, since they're trying to start the trouble. Ms. Low, please let my little sister off with a warning this time. I'll try to keep her out of trouble from now on," Lore sighed. I was a burden to his school and private life. Nothing but an annoyance in his otherwise perfect life. I glared.

"Detention for two weeks with our homeroom teacher should be enough, right? He said he doesn't have anything to do this month, on account of his hair isn't a babe magnet like mine," said Tala. My eyes softened.

I did something I wasn't supposed to. I knew it was something I wasn't supposed to do, and that I would be punished. I didn't want my perfect brother to get me out of anything.

Tala grabbed my arm and dragged me off with him. The others shrugged and headed off to their second period class. I smiled lightly at him once we were around the corner and walking down the hall.

"Thanks, Tala," I mumbled. He flashed me a smile. He understood me more than anyone else.

"No prob! I'll get you detention whenever you want it!" he joked. I laughed. It's a good thing Tala didn't always act insane, or even I couldn't take it. He was my crazy best friend. Ah well. I'm sure I'll get detention I might actually go to later today.