I felt relaxed in the box . The machine spat out a baseball very quickly, but my hands moved just as fast . I fouled the ball back . Not super great, but good enough to pass . The next pitch came as soon as I got back into my setup . I swung and fouled it back again . My swing is a little late, but that's okay as long as I keep connecting .
The great thing about pitching machines is their lack of variation . Once you're at a set speed, you know what to expect and it's all about getting into a rhythm and staying relaxed . No surprises . The balls kept coming and I kept fouling them back . I could adjust my swing and try for a few more hits, but there's no sense in risking it . Tyler only had one miss, so it'll be better if I just foul all twelve back and get the win .
I kept up the even pace . Set, swing, fouled back . I could hear Noah cheering from behind . He probably understood that I would choose to just foul all twelve back . Easy win .
Advertisement"That's what I'm talking about!" He yelled after I fouled pitch number twelve back . "Left handed, twelve for twelve . We have a winner . "
I rolled my eyes at his bragging, and slowly made my way out of the cage . My arms felt like jelly and the bat felt like it gained weight . 100 mph is no joke . I took the helmet off, and wiped off the sweat from my face as I stood next to Noah .
Noah was looking up at the four guys, arms crossed, smirking . "Well? Hand over the twelve dollars . A loser is a loser . "
The baldy frowned . "Tyler has more hits . All your friend did was foul it back . "
"Who was the one that said it's all about making a connection?" Noah shot back . "You made the rules, not me . Don't tell me you want to back out after losing to a shrimp like Jake . "
Rude . I nudged Noah, making sure he could see my frown . I just won him some money and now he's putting me down? He should be praising his savior, me .
Noah was too focused on getting his money . He stood straight, hand out, waiting to be paid .
Baldy grumbled, but nonetheless smacked the money into Noah's hand . "Double or nothing . " He declared once the money was handed over .
I shook my head no, yet Noah lived in his own world and nodded . "This time he gets to bat right handed . "
"Most hits this time though . " Baldy demanded .
I kept shaking my head and stepping back . Noah paid no mind, just held me in place with his arm around my shoulders . He whispered to me, "I'm doing this for you . "
I looked at him, skeptical .
"The bat in your hands is sixty dollars . Scam them two more times and we'll have plenty . We can buy the bat outright and even have money leftover to play some more video games . " Noah's plan had merits and sounded appealing .
"But . . . " I glanced at the cage . I don't know if I could win if it's based on hits and not contact .
Noah seemed to understand my worry . "Look, its a gamble . I get that . You win, we get you a bat and we play some more . You lose, I'll just call my mom to get us and then maybe we can convince her to get you the bat . You did have money leftover from yesterday's shopping trip . "
I really didn't want to ask Mrs . Atkins for money . She wasn't my mom . And even if she was, that would be more of a reason not to ask .
Chapter end
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