My Best Friend's Girl 2

“84 mph Seth! You are not on you’re a game today son… you need to get it together for the playoffs… senior year you know there will be scouts there!”

The coach always barked at me in practice.  He knew I was good but the more he pushed the better I did… He knew I wouldn’t answer. I tend to zone out when I’m on the mound. I usually picture the Great Babe Ruth is up to bat, but today I couldn’t get that beautiful face out of my head. She was really starting to affect my game. I had thrown three balls in warm ups.

“Batter up!” I wondered why the coach chuckled when he said it. And why all the guys whistled as I looked down at my feet… I wound up to through but when I looked at the batter it was her. I noticed too late, after the ball had been released. It was headed right down the middle when she connected. That was all I remembered…

I woke up what it seemed like hours later and she was there. Not sure whether it was I dream I said her name just to see how it sounded. I couldn’t hear anything, but I could see her.  The sun behind her made it seem like I was looking at an Angel. Coach started to shake me… His voice got louder and louder until I could hear him clearly.

I sat up slowly. The whole team was gathered around and they cheered me on as I recovered. The only person I was looking at was her ! She smiled and tugged at my arm as I stood. I dusted myself off with my hat… Wes smacked me on the back and then wrapped a sweaty arm around Leah… I could have sworn I saw her cringe. It wasn’t until then that I felt the throbbing pain on my eye…

“What happened?” I asked sounding more groggy than I felt.

“Well my honey bunch over here hit a line drive that connected with that noggin of yours. Hope you don’t got a concussion right before the game.” And Wes was going to tutor her in English.

“Ya coach I am going to sit the next few rounds out.”

“Nonsense son, you just need to run it off.” Again not waiting for a response he strode off the field towards the bench… I reluctantly took off as the new pitcher came out and the guys headed back to their positions. About half way around the field I heard someone coming…

“Hey Seth wait up!” I stopped grateful for the excuse to stop and leaned forward to catch my breath… It was Leah and she was jogging up to me. She had an ice pack in her hand. “Hey I thought you could use this… uh do you want me to walk the rest of the way with you!” I took the pack and then glanced to left field where Wes was watching the batter…

“Sure… I would rather walk now anyways!”

“I’m real sorry about hitting you… coach said I could bat if I wanted to and well I never expected to hit it! I am the new water girl/cheerleader/scorekeeper for the guy’s baseball team!”

“That’s cool Leah and don’t worry about my eye… It doesn’t hurt that bad now… So I know Wes is kind of clueless about English so if you need anything don’t hesitate to ask!” Was that too much? Should I have offered at all? I must have been quiet to long because she grabbed my shoulder and made me face her.

“Sure Seth I will definitely call you, but are you okay? You are starting to slur!” She looked really concerned and I couldn’t help but be a little jealous of Wes.

“Yea, sure, maybe we should get back!” She gave me a half smile and then I took off jogging around the field. I think she just walked the rest of the way but I didn’t want to look at her. I don’t know what I should do?