"Why do you need so many tokens?" Dave demanded as we stood at the counter at The Cages . After dinner last night, the boys all agreed we would go to The Arcade from mid morning to late afternoon .
At the moment, Noah was trying to convince Dave we needed thirty tokens which would cost him thirty dollars . "Dave, you lost the bet . You said you would pay for the cages . You can't go back on your word . Kyle even has it on film . "
"Noah's right . " Kyle waved his phone proudly .
"I just don't understand why you need so many . We aren't going to be here the whole day . " Dave grumbled, but still pulling out his wallet .
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"Jake likes to do every machine . And he hits both left and right . That's almost twenty tokens just for him . " Noah informed them . "Zeke, tell him he has to follow through or he has to run laps . "
"You brat . " Dave reached out, but Noah swiftly dodged and took cover behind the eldest brother . I also took a few steps back to get out of fighting range . I really didn't need that many tokens, but Noah was doing his best to swindle others so I couldn't interfere .
Zeke stood tall, unmoving like a mountain against the wind . "You lost the bet . You should have clarified how much you were willing to spend if it's such a big deal . " Wow . Zeke to the rescue . I never thought he'd be righteous and fair like his dad . He looked at me suddenly . "And you better not waste a pitch . " He turned all the way to tower over Noah . "You as well . No misses . "
"Fine . But I get to pick my own speed setting . You can't just be unreasonable and demand I hit a bunch of 90 mph in a row . " Noah said back .
"Agreed . " Zeke nodded, then look back at Dave . "Get going . We're waiting on you . "
Dave mumbled on his breath and turned his attention back to the lady behind the counter . The same one as last week . Luckily she didn't call me and Noah out for being bad last week .
"Ah . The Atkins all here together again . It's been awhile since the whole crew was here at the same time . " Mr . Williams came out of his office and greeted them .
The older three greeted him politely, but Noah didn't bother . Instead, he came up front and dragged me along . "Look here, Mr . Williams . Jake hasn't even made a crack in his bat . That last one was definitely faulty . "
"Let me see . " Mr . Williams held his hands out to me .
I pulled my bat out of my bag and gently laid it in his hands for him to examine . The wooden bat had a gleam to it like it was made with laminate . That's only due to my constant polishing with the rubbing alcohol every night even when I didn't get to use my bat at practice with Drew .
"You really took care of it this week . " He handed it back . "Keep up the good work . And please, don't break it here otherwise I'll have to hear Noah complain a million more times . " He laughed to himself and strolled away to chat with other Sunday regulars .
Dave came back with our tokens and we split them twenty to me, ten to Noah . Apparently Dave also got ten for himself . "Where do we start?"
Noah rubbed his nose . "Welllllll Jake likes to start slow . Like real slow . "
"Let's just separate and do our own thing for now . " Kyle proposed . "No doubt, we all want to work on different things . "
Zeke nodded, then shot Noah and I a look . And not the friendly kind . "No gambles, bets, or hustles . Or, I'll make you both walk home . "
I nodded obediently . I would never go looking for trouble . The same can't be said for Noah . He's like a magnet for bad ideas . It would be best if I could just relax in the cage and not make everything pitch and hit apart of some bet that'll lead to disaster .
Chapter end
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