us. Alex, Tiffany, and Benny
are fuming, causing Buzz ’ s high to come down. I hate that
they do that to her. Just fucking let her be happy.
“I need to talk to you,” Alex demands, pointing at
me.
“Yeah, me too,” Benny chimes in. He ’ s
calmer than Alex, which makes me feel better about escaping to a secluded room
with them and no ally.
“Bianca, can I talk to you in the living room for a
second?” Tiffany requests in a mumble, less forceful than the boys.
Before we go our separate ways and I can prepare for
the beating I ’ m about to receive, I glance at Buzz to
exchange a silent moment of encouragement. At least that ’ s
what I hope it means because I know I ’ m going to need it.
I wish they would do these interrogations together so I can hear what Tiffany
is saying to Buzz, and we can team up against them all. They know we ’ re stronger together; that ’ s why they do
it like this.
Alex and Benny pull me into the laundry room off the
kitchen and slam the door. I assume it ’ s so no one can
hear what they ’ re going to say, but apparently they don ’ t care. They ’ re as loud as Tom Hanks
yelling, “There ’ s no crying in baseball!” in A League of
Their Own.
“Where the fuck did you take her?” Alex yells. He
never swears, so I know he ’ s seriously angry. He also
knows how close Buzz and I are, so he has to think something horrible for him
to be this upset.
“The baseball field,” I tell them both, but they
clearly don ’ t believe me by the way they change into
sarcasm.
“A home run on a baseball field! That ’ s
perfect,” Alex sighs disgustedly as he throws his hands up in the air.
“Did you run all the bases or just go for the long
ball?” Benny snaps. It ’ s like the three of us aren ’ t best friends or teammates and haven ’ t
grown up together. He ’ s acting like Buzz is his actual
sister; he ’ s more involved in her life than his own sister ’ s.
“Guys, what the fuck do you think I did?” I want to
know before I just let them pummel me into the ground. They ’ re
insinuating that Buzz and I had sex on the baseball field, which is absolutely
crazy.
“Tell me you did not fuck my little sister,” Alex
commands, and I swear I see steam coming out of his ears. I ’ m
not sure how this rumor got started, but I ’ m about to put
it to an end.
“For the smartest kid in our class, you ’ re
pretty fucking stupid. Alex, I didn ’ t fuck your little
sister. I didn ’ t fuck anyone,” I explain. “I took her out
there to pitch to me. I ’ ve been helping her for almost a
year.”
“Why wouldn ’ t she have asked
Alex or Allen?” Benny questions me like I ’ m on trial in a
court room. Because Buzz didn ’ t want her
brother or dad to scold her.
“I ’ m a catcher. It just makes
sense,” I claim.
“She looked pretty damn happy when you two walked in
here just now,” Alex points out, still hung up on thinking me and his sister
fucked on a baseball diamond. I guess I wouldn ’ t put it
past us if I were them either; it sounds pretty fucking awesome and like
something the two of us would totally do… if we were going to hook up.
Buzz is and will always be more than that, though.
“She ’ s probably excited because
she ’ s been pitching so well that she has a chance to make
varsity as a freshman next year,” I confess.
“No way,” they chorus and then look at each other in
confusion. They become more like brothers every fucking day. It’s starting to
get creepy.
“Yes, but I don ’ t want to jinx
it for her, so this
are fuming, causing Buzz ’ s high to come down. I hate that
they do that to her. Just fucking let her be happy.
“I need to talk to you,” Alex demands, pointing at
me.
“Yeah, me too,” Benny chimes in. He ’ s
calmer than Alex, which makes me feel better about escaping to a secluded room
with them and no ally.
“Bianca, can I talk to you in the living room for a
second?” Tiffany requests in a mumble, less forceful than the boys.
Before we go our separate ways and I can prepare for
the beating I ’ m about to receive, I glance at Buzz to
exchange a silent moment of encouragement. At least that ’ s
what I hope it means because I know I ’ m going to need it.
I wish they would do these interrogations together so I can hear what Tiffany
is saying to Buzz, and we can team up against them all. They know we ’ re stronger together; that ’ s why they do
it like this.
Alex and Benny pull me into the laundry room off the
kitchen and slam the door. I assume it ’ s so no one can
hear what they ’ re going to say, but apparently they don ’ t care. They ’ re as loud as Tom Hanks
yelling, “There ’ s no crying in baseball!” in A League of
Their Own.
“Where the fuck did you take her?” Alex yells. He
never swears, so I know he ’ s seriously angry. He also
knows how close Buzz and I are, so he has to think something horrible for him
to be this upset.
“The baseball field,” I tell them both, but they
clearly don ’ t believe me by the way they change into
sarcasm.
“A home run on a baseball field! That ’ s
perfect,” Alex sighs disgustedly as he throws his hands up in the air.
“Did you run all the bases or just go for the long
ball?” Benny snaps. It ’ s like the three of us aren ’ t best friends or teammates and haven ’ t
grown up together. He ’ s acting like Buzz is his actual
sister; he ’ s more involved in her life than his own sister ’ s.
“Guys, what the fuck do you think I did?” I want to
know before I just let them pummel me into the ground. They ’ re
insinuating that Buzz and I had sex on the baseball field, which is absolutely
crazy.
“Tell me you did not fuck my little sister,” Alex
commands, and I swear I see steam coming out of his ears. I ’ m
not sure how this rumor got started, but I ’ m about to put
it to an end.
“For the smartest kid in our class, you ’ re
pretty fucking stupid. Alex, I didn ’ t fuck your little
sister. I didn ’ t fuck anyone,” I explain. “I took her out
there to pitch to me. I ’ ve been helping her for almost a
year.”
“Why wouldn ’ t she have asked
Alex or Allen?” Benny questions me like I ’ m on trial in a
court room. Because Buzz didn ’ t want her
brother or dad to scold her.
“I ’ m a catcher. It just makes
sense,” I claim.
“She looked pretty damn happy when you two walked in
here just now,” Alex points out, still hung up on thinking me and his sister
fucked on a baseball diamond. I guess I wouldn ’ t put it
past us if I were them either; it sounds pretty fucking awesome and like
something the two of us would totally do… if we were going to hook up.
Buzz is and will always be more than that, though.
“She ’ s probably excited because
she ’ s been pitching so well that she has a chance to make
varsity as a freshman next year,” I confess.
“No way,” they chorus and then look at each other in
confusion. They become more like brothers every fucking day. It’s starting to
get creepy.
“Yes, but I don ’ t want to jinx
it for her, so this
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