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Post by Bethany Fay Carter on Sept 29, 2008 10:53:11 GMT -7
"Alright, practice tomorrow is canceled. We'll meet here the following afternoon though, same time." All the girls nodded after Bethany spoke, then every broke off to get their equipment. After ten more minutes every girl was off the playing field...every girl except for Bethany. "First player here, last to go." She said with a nod. Being the captain of the softball team was one thing Bethany loved, you'd never find her complaining about it. Though practice was over, Bethany still had her glove on and a softball in her right hand; flicking it into her glove every few minutes.
Bethany's passion was pitching. She loved the movements, how fast everything went, and how strong she felt on the mound. She was the number one pitcher on the team, but only because she w second when the number one got injured. With the other girl being out for the rest of the season Bethany knew she'd have to step up one her pitching; which is why she remained at the field.
Stepping out of the dugout, Bethany held a bucket of softballs in one hand and in the other she held her glove. Her blonde hair was held back bye a white ribbon, her green gaze was blocked by her white sunglasses. She looked back at the marks her cleats made in the clay and smiled; being on the field felt so good. She set down the bucket once she reached the mound and looked toward home-plate. In the backstop fence there was a square marked by orange tape; something Bethany did for practicing pitching.
With the orange tape as her strike zone; Bethany began. First with simple warm ups; then to more complicated pitches. Taking turns throwing fast-balls, curves, and change-ups. She was still perfecting her drop-ball and riser, but she wanted to work on her three main pitches for awhile. After emptying the bucket she carried it down to the backstop and picked them up, returning to the mound and pitching again. This was the drill she did everyday after practice ended, sometimes for an hour, other times for a few hours- whichever she was in the mood for.
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Post by Miranda Sawyer on Sept 29, 2008 12:54:53 GMT -7
 Miranda wandered up to the softball pitch. she'd already explained to Bethany that she probably wouldn't be there as she had some stupid drama meeting that she had to go to but that he finished early so she decided to go and see if she or any of the others was still there.
As she got closer to the pitch Miranda noticed a solitary figure practicing and smiled to herself when she realised that that had to be Bethany. She sighed and looked at her watch. Although all the rest of the girls must have gone about half an hour ago to....whatever they had to do next, Bethany was still there practicing.
She stopped far enough away from Bethany not to be hit by any stray balls. "BETH" she called "IT'S ME....MIRI" |
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Post by Bethany Fay Carter on Sept 29, 2008 12:59:43 GMT -7
Bethany was just about to go through her wind-up when she heard her name called. Turning around quickly she smiled when she saw Miranda. "Miri!" She exclaimed with a bright smiel as she dropped her stuff and ran over to her friend. "What's up chika?" She asked as she removed ehr sunglasses, her green eyes sparkling. "I'd give you a hug, but I'm kinda sweaty from practicing." She said with a laugh, glad to see her friend.
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Post by Miranda Sawyer on Sept 29, 2008 13:05:10 GMT -7
Miranda smiled "You can't hug me, I might break a nail!" she said in mock seriousness. She looked at Bethany through the few seconds silence that followed and then burst out laughing.
When she managed to compose herself she turnt to her friend. "So what'd I miss? Any cute little freshmen?" She laughed. Her and Bethany had been calling freshmen 'cute' forever althoug it sometimes seemed like they weren't that far away from them themselves. "Any gossip?" She turnt to Bethany "Come on girl, spill" |
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Post by Bethany Fay Carter on Sept 29, 2008 13:10:14 GMT -7
Bethnay joined her friend in laughing then rolled her eyes. "Well one little freshmen was getting all up in my face just because coach left for a minute, but then she stopped.....espaecially after I struck her out three times." She said then smiled at her friend's want ffor information. "Well, I went to Quizzos the other hnight with Staci, she spent ehr time making out with Brendon-EWW! While I danced with Jake Sanders. Not much more to talk about, I've been abit busy." |
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Post by Miranda Sawyer on Sept 29, 2008 13:20:34 GMT -7
Miranda smiled as her friend related what had happened to one of the freshmen. "I wish I'd been there!"
As she carried on listening to what Bethany was saying it was her turn to roll her eyes "You finally danced with Jake Sanders! Good for you!" Miranda smiled "Who made the first move? Is it serious?" She'd completly forgotten Staci and Brendon, she was more interested in quizing her friend about what had happened that night.
"I feel like I've been away for ages! Stupid drama" she sighed "I miss soooooooo much!" She smiled as she waited for Bethany to answer. Miranda and the rest of their group of friends had had bets on how long it would take Bethany and Jake to get together and Miranda was closest at the moment. "So?" she asked, prompting her friend to continue. |
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Post by Bethany Fay Carter on Sept 29, 2008 13:25:16 GMT -7
Bethany nodded. "I know, you would have loved it." She said with a smile, brushing some loose hair from her face.
"Miri! I guess he did, I mean first I was dancing by Staci and then we stopped and he came over when a slow song came on and asked me if I wanted to dance." She laughed as she spoke. "Of course it's not serious, Jake's totally into Crystal, she'd kick me out of the populars if I tried to get him, besides; I like someoen else." Bethany said with a smile and lightly blushed.
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Post by Miranda Sawyer on Sept 29, 2008 13:35:27 GMT -7
Miranda paused for a moment and then pounced on this new bit of information that Bethany had given her. "Who is it?" she said "Come on girl, you have to tell me" She smiled "Vault for ever" 'Vault' was a thing between Miranda and Bethany. If they both said 'vault' concerning something secret then it would stay secret between them.
Miranda's eyes widened. "Please tell me it's a guy Beth, that would just be too wierd otherwise" Miranda wasn't homophobic but she just sometimes felt the idea of her best friend liking other girls was a little bit wierd. "So?" refering to how she had asked before Miranda plied her friend for more information. |
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Post by Bethany Fay Carter on Sept 29, 2008 13:41:00 GMT -7
Bethany's jaw dropped at the comment about it possibly not being a guy. "Of course it's a guy." She said with a laugh; she wasn't against girls being attracted to other girls, but she just didn't swing that way.
"Okay, but you have to keep this one a secret for like, ever!" Bethany said as she took a breath then spoke. "I have a crush on Nate." What Bethany said was true, btu she also liked someone else....but she didn't plan on anyone ever knowing the next person.
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Post by Miranda Sawyer on Sept 30, 2008 8:27:03 GMT -7
Miranda smiled at her best friend. "Nate's so adorable, you two would go brilliantly together!" She had a feeling Bethany wasn't saying something but she decided to ignore it.
She sat down on a near by bench and gestured for Bethany to sit. "Soooo when did you start liking Nate? Does he know? Does he feel the same?" Miranda said very quickly. She paused for a minute and smiled. "Sorry, first question, when did you start liking him?" she said slower. |
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Post by Bethany Fay Carter on Sept 30, 2008 10:18:05 GMT -7
Bethany laughed lightly as she shook her friends, Miri loved getting details. "Well I've always liked him, but he seems more into Faith. He doesn't know I like him, so I wouldn't know if he felt the same way." She replied, answering all the questions. "Besides, when it comes to guys I'm more of a friend, not girlfriend material." She said with a nod. That was partly her fault; Bethany was too nice. So guys tend to only want to be friends with her, thiking it'd be weird going out with her because she's like one of their best friends.
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