I guess I made my decision . It won't hurt to try again, especially since I'll get a chance to go in the righty's box . I gave Noah the go-ahead nod .
He looked back at the guys . "We're in . Double or nothing . Whoever gets most hits win . Jake gets to bat right-handed . As winners, we choose to still go second . " He raised an eyebrow . "Unless you've got a problem and need the kid to go first?"
AdvertisementThe baldy sneered . "Yea, right . In case you missed it, Tyler had more hits . Your friend couldn't do nothing but foul . You're in over your head, brat . " He looked at Tyler . "Show them how it's done . Just getting the same amount of hits again will do it . "
Tyler put his helmet back on and got back in the cage, swaggering with a bigger attitude than a loser should have . He slid his token in and got ready .
"Foul . Foul . Hit . Hit . Hit . Hit . Hit . Foul . Hit . Hit . Hit . Hit . " Baldy called out the result of every pitch . Every time he called out hit, I felt my heart grow heavier . He went from seven hits to nine . No misses . I feel slightly hustled . This guy is obviously a star on whatever team he's on . Why do they feel the need to challenge us? Just because of Noah's smack talk? Weird .
"Nine out of twelve isn't bad . " Noah commented as Tyler walked out of the cage . "Too bad, Jake can do better . " He handed me a token . "Here . You ran out right? You can easily hit more than him . "
I started to sweat . Where does Noah get this sky high confidence from? He's not even the one going in the cage .
"Stop stalling . " Baldy glared at us .
I swallowed down my anxiety and forced my legs to move . This is definitely the most nervous I've felt in a batting cage ever .
"Worst case scenario isn't the end of the world Jake . Stop looking like you're going to your own funeral . " Noah said .
Noah is right . I took a deep breath and let it out slowly, releasing my tension . Worst case scenario is just going home . I can always tell Noah that I don't want the bat so Mrs . Atkins doesn't have to buy it . There's a lot of ways to save up money to buy it myself .
I put in the token Noah gave me and got into the righty's box . I should just use this opportunity to see what I can do now that I can adjust my swing and try for hits .
The first pitch arrived in the time it took to blink . I swung my bat, keeping a good grip . Foul . Okay, not bad . I got set again for the next pitch . I just need to lower my shoulder to get the appropriate angle to hit the ball . The pitch came and I sent it back the way it came . Hit . Good . What a relief . I tried to keep the same stance and motions . Hit . Hit . Hit . Hit . Hit . Hit . After the eight hit on the ninth pitch, I heard an unusual sound . It was hard to describe . It sounded like someone punching a wall? Like when the plaster gives .
I was swinging at the next pitch when I finally figured it out . It was my bat . Crack! Pieces of my bat flew with the ball, and the rest split apart in my hands . I quickly stepped out of the batters box and let the rest of the pitches go by, before picking up what pieces I could . Then I slowly left the cage and immediately looked at Noah with disbelief all over his face . I'm sure I mirrored what he was feeling . I never broke a bat before . I've never even seen a broken bat before . Oh crap .
Chapter end
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