"Are you looking for Noah?" Kyle knew exactly what I was thinking, so I nodded . "He went inside to look for new tape for his bat . " He showed me his bat . "New tape to keep a better grip . "
I looked at the doors then back at Zeke, trying to ask if I could go .
Zeke narrowed his eyes at me . "He won't be able to change my mind . You can go to him for now, but then come back so we can start working with you and how you can fool pitchers and other teams . "
I sighed and gave a slow nod . Fine, fine . Zeke is the captain so it's not exactly easy for me to refute . I took off my helmet and put it under my arm, then made my way back inside, leaving the three behind .
AdvertisementNoah wasn't by the counter like I thought he would be . I looked around and found the tape they were talking about, but no Noah .
"You looking for baby Atkins?" A female said from behind . I nearly jumped out of my skin and quickly became on guard . I really hate when people speak from behind . Luckily it was just the older lady from behind the counter so we had some distance between . Her eyebrows shot up at my weird attitude, I'm sure . "He went to the snack bar for food . "
Lunch already? I nodded my thanks and headed to the snack bar, finally spotting Noah, who was near the front of the line . I squeezed through the crowd to get to him .
He grinned right away . "Jake! Glad you came to find me . I'm sneaking in a cookie before Zeke sees . You want one?"
I started to nod, but then thought how I already pissed Zeke off once . No need to make it worse so I changed it to a head shake .
Noah gave me a look of suspicion . "Is Zeke waiting for us?" I pointed at me and he sighed . "Guess I won't get anything sweet for right now . " We stepped out of line and headed to a more open space . "Did you come to get me since Zeke wants you?"
I nodded vigorously . Noah's deducting ability was on point .
"Why do you look even more worried than normal? Did I miss something?"
I kept nodding .
"Well are you going to tell me or just keep nodding?" He rolled his eyes .
I took a deep breath then spat out my summary . "Twins . Me . Trouble . Zeke . Mad . Hustle . "
Noah's eyes lit up at the last word . "What? Hustle? Like try and put more effort in kind of hustle? Or my kind of hustle?" I pointed at him . "Fantastic . Let's go back to Zeke ASAP . " He dragged me back through the arcade and back to the cages . He spot Zeke and the twins chatting near a bench . "There they are!"
I'm starting to think Noah is a real addict . Just the word 'hustle' and he's dragging me back to his oldest brother, regardless of the fact that I'm in trouble .
"Zeke . What's up?" Noah joined in, excited at the prospect of potentially scheming against others .
"I'm thinking we should have Jake sandbag . "
Noah made a face . "Uh, I'm pretty sure that term is used only for bowlers? We don't have a handicap to take advantage of . . . "
"We do . Jake looks like he would have no good qualities . " He answered blatantly . Ouch . He doesn't hold back at all . "So I'm thinking we should fool other teams into thinking he's a weakling . Have him work the count a bit and get the pitcher to waste some pitches . "
Noah lit up once more, "We could have him do that! He can even foul the ball back even if it's not a strike, making the pitcher frustrated . " He glanced at me . "We have to make sure the foul isn't a pop up for the catcher though . "
Noah didn't have my back on this matter at all . I sighed in defeat and started to seriously listen to what they wanted me to do . Basically I want to make the pitcher tired and throw off his pace .
Chapter end
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