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jenna

i had my bat bag sitting on my bed as i stuffed my cleats inside.

i already had my socks and softball pants on. along, with an old t-shirt.

i zipped my bag shut as my phone rang.

i picked it up off my bed and saw vinnie was calling me.

"hey, vin. what's up?" i asked, placing the phone at my ear.

"hey, jenjen. i wanted to ask you a couple things."

i furrowed my eyebrows and grabbed my belt.

"and what are they?"

"what's matt's number?"

"no! absolutely not." i laughed, buckling my belt.

"oh, come on. jacob told me about the date tonight."

"and what does that have to do with you getting his number."

"to be completely honest, i wanted to call him a bunch of times."

"so, you wanted to ruin it?" i smirked.

"no, no. not exactly, just a harmless prank." he giggled.

"well, news flash: date's cancelled." i sighed, slipping my feet into my slides.

"what? why?" my brother's voice yelled through the phone.

"ow, jacob. my eardrums. vinnie, why didn't you tell me i was on speaker?"

"because you tell me anything anyways." jacob scoffed.

"yeah yeah and don't worry. kendra texted the group chat tonight. we have are having a surprise practice tonight."

"ohhh, ok. at least he didn't cancel." vinnie affirmed.

"yup. anyways, i got to go. i'll talk you guys later."

i grabbed my bag and walked to my door.

"alright, see ya!" vinnie said, cheerfully.

jacob yelled bye as well.

"bye, guys."



i walked onto the field and towards the dugout.

i walked in and hooked my bag onto the fence. kendra was already in there, sitting her helmet and bat on the rack.

"hey, girl." i nodded, getting my bat and helmet out as well.

"hey. how'd your date react to you canceling?" she asked, sitting on the bench.

"actually really good. he was chill and just said we could reschedule whenever." i shrugged as i placed the extra bat for emmy on the rack as well.

"that's good, jen. good for you." she smiled.

"thank you. is anyone else here?" i asked, grabbing my cleats and sitting down on the bench.

"yeah, zoe and emma are out there." she pointed to the grass behind first base.

zoe was laying on the ground, her leg up in the air. emma was helping her stretch.

"emma's stretching her." kendra explained.

"oh shit. her leg's still giving her problems?" i asked as she nodded.

"i told her not to push it, so you might be down an outfielder. she wants to try for tonight but if not i'm switching her in to pitch."

i nodded. kendra was a player but she was also kind of our coach.

well, co-coach. whenever our actucal coach, coach erin, wasn't here, kendra took her place.

brady and olivia walked into the dugout.

"what's up, bitches." brady lifted her hand and dapped up kendra and i.

"what's up, brads" i laughed.

"you ready for tonight? i have a feeling these drills are gonna kick your ass." she hooked her bag onto the fence.

i laughed and shook my head.

"whatever. your ass will probably drop the ball every time." i lightly punched her shoulder.

"yeah, yeah. ken, when's our next game?"

"i'm not sure. erin is still looking." she shrugged.

"alright. zoe!" brady yelled, leaning out of the dugout.

she held up the cleats and signaled for zoe and emma to come in.

zoe's head popped up and she hopped up and jogged in with emma.

"girl, you got no shoes!" olivia laughed, gesturing to zoe's bare feet other than her socks as she put her own cleats on.

"brads got them. thank you." she smiled, taking them and sitting down next to olivia.

emmy ran into the dugout, followed by lily.

"alright, everyone is here so get your cleats on and your stuff out and we will head out." kendra clapped her hands as she stood up.

the girls heading there stuff to each other as i told emmy my extra bat was on the rack for her.

"kendra, what are we doing today?" zoe asked her.

"our normal drills and a mock game. of course we don't have enough players for a scrimmage so i'll have you guys come up and hit and run until you get home or out."

we all nodded as we finished.

"alright, let's get out there and start our warmups." she walked out of the dugout.

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