577 V2 ch49 (1/2)

The rest of the week flew by with the focus on reviewing for finals. Oh, and with Kyle's complaints of still having colored hair. He was scared that his natural blonde was lost and had resigned himself to shaving his hair off before the summer camps.

Jeremy and I sent a few texts throughout the week, mostly talking about his games or how I was doing in school. He would be back in the area next week, but I would be busy with finals and our first softball game.

Friday after school, there was a sense of relief that there would be no more homework...kind of. The summer Spanish class was bound to have something for us to do after our classes. A class that would be from 9am to noon, Monday thru Thursday. It would start the week after finals, and go until our Stanford camp. It perfectly lined up with our softball schedule and made Mrs. Atkins feel relieved that we wouldn't be doing nothing this summer.

Friday night we celebrated the twins birthday at a steakhouse. I wanted to stick with soup, but was bullied into getting the steak. The kid's steak. It was okay, but not something I was interested in. Saturday morning, Zeke woke me and Noah up for our usual run and weight training before eating brunch.

Instead of going to The Cages, Zeke took us to the local park to run some fielding drills, claiming that we couldn't just focus on batting all the time. I think his statement was more for me than Noah. Same with the punishment run that came after every error made. Sunday morning followed the same routine, but after taking showers, we went to the pizza place nearby to meet with our teammates.

Zeke loaded up the shirts that had been delivered, and brought a stack of papers which were just a copy of the schedule and rules. We three showed up early, taking over one of the biggest tables in the corner. Zeke ordered some pizza and breadsticks, expecting that everyone would be okay with simple pepperoni.

The first to show up was Alisha...and her mom?

Alisha greeted us like normal before pointing at Zeke. ”Mom, this is Zeke. You know, that boy who got drafted right out of high school, but is going to college instead. He's kind of like the captain coach for this.”

Alisha's mom reached out to shake Zeke's hand. ”Nice to meet you. I spoke with your mom about this fun team that you boys put together. I just wanted to meet you personally before I trust you with my daughter.”

”Mooommm.” Alisha rolled her eyes.

”Well, I'll make myself scarce.” She smiled politely. ”Text me when you're ready for pickup Alisha.” She waved.

Alisha waved and sent her off. ”She's just nosey. Don't mind her.”

Noah shrugged. ”I thought she was fine. If it was my mom, she'd be having a full blown conversation.”

Alisha laughed and looked more settled after Noah's small reassurance.

It was Mr. Miller's familiar frame! Walking with another older man. Mr. Miller grinned as he greeted us and then introduced his friend. ”This is Stuart Hastings. He and I have played on a few softball teams together.”

Mr. Hastings nodded and gave a friendly smile. ”Hello, hello. You kids can call me Stu.”

Zeke shook his hand and introduced the rest of us. They sat together closer to Zeke and started to discuss what the rules were like and if it was similar to what they've seen before.

Julian was the next one to show up with his brother. He was definitely his brother, they shared similar features with the only difference being their age and maybe a few inches. They even had the same quiet personality. Julian patted him on the shoulder. ”Introduce yourself.”

”I'm Andy.” He nodded before sitting down.