Strike! [OPEN!!]

[brian james carter]

we are broken - -

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W H A T M U S T W E D O T O R E S T O R E
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School was something Brian enjoyed. He had good friends; he was interested in studying and the classes very pretty good, too. His day had been quite boring. Totally boring to be exact. The same classes, he found out, were no fun today. He had a free period or two, but spent most of the day in the cafeteria. The ball had ringed when Brian was in the cafeteria with his friends. He realized it was gymnasium. Saying goodbye to his friends, he was on his way to the gym but stopped when he spotted a notice which mentioned about the baseball team tryouts and practice.

Well, his day was beginning to get better after all. He had a new hobby – playing baseball. He didn’t really go depths into the game, but knew enough to try out for the team. He had often played baseball with his family and he liked the game very much. He wasn’t expecting to be selected to the main team, but just wanted to kill some time. He wasn’t very good at gym and for one thing, he knew it wasn’t basketball today. So he decided he’d go to the baseball tryouts, and it didn’t matter if he made it to the team or not.

From what he knew, the others were really good at it. All these thoughts ran through his mind as he changed himself into a baseball jersey with a hat. He strode towards the baseball field, aware of the time. He wasn’t being late so he didn’t hurry. The practice was on! After waiting for several minutes what seemed like hours, it was Brian’s turn to bat.

He was standing at the base, his bat held in position. He was a left-hander, only in baseball. In basketball and other general stuff, it was his right hand which did the trick. The pitcher was someone Brian didn’t know. Brian focused on the white, shining baseball in the pitcher’s hand. A few seconds later, the ball was hurled at Brian with decent speed. As the ball quickly neared Brian, he swung the bat hard, hoping to catch the ball at the first attempt. Much to his dismay, it didn’t go out as he wished. “Strike!” the referee ducking behind shouted. “Two more and you’re out.” The referee informed Brian.

Brian nodded in agreement. Of course, he knew the rules, he wasn’t dumb. He looked back at the pitcher who didn’t smirk or grin. The pitcher’s face was blank. In the next second, he got the ball and was ready to pitch again. The pitcher threw the ball after lifting his leg, professional baseball style. This time, Brian positioned himself early and swung the bat hard. Crack! The ball went souring through the air and nobody could jump high enough to catch it. It was way in to the sky. Not only did it go high, but it went far, too. He received a few claps but couldn’t see where that came from. He looked around. Only few people were seated at the audience behind the fenced boundary of the baseball field.

The third ball, too, was sent high and far. Nobody could catch it again. Brian was pleased with himself for his performance and soon his turn was over. He walked over to the bleachers and unstrapped himself from the external gear he wore.

Status: complete
Words: 560 words
Muse: guns n' roses
Tagged: wide open!
Setting: the baseball field!
Lyrics: We Are Broken - Paramore
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[katherine sanders]

Katherine was known for being good at sports. She was very focused and was very athletic. She also had a love for games that included strength. Katherine refused to play on the girl softball team. To her soft ball was a pathetic substitute for baseball for the girls. Katherine was already basically considered one of the guys so she managed to talk the couch into letting her play on the boys’ baseball team in her freshmen year. None of the guys on the team really cared. She was tough enough to play with the guys and as long as she helped them win they were all for it.

Katherine managed to get the spot of starting pitcher in her sophomore year. She was that good. This year was no exception. She volunteered to give up her free period to day to help out with tryouts. She always helped when it came to recruiting new members. Because it was really a boys’ team she was not allowed to become captain but people always asked her for her opinion and approval. They did not always agree but they would come to a compromise.

Katherine fixed her hair into a ponytail and fixed it under her hat. The couch did not want the kids who tried out to know a girl was pitching because then they would sometimes would get made if they did not make it when a girl was on the team. Even when they played games most of the time she would roll her hair up and under her hat. People did not always judge her right because of the fact she was a girl.

She had seen her fair share of untalented kids before but not as many as this year. Only one or two of the freshmen could even hit the ball. After awhile Katherine decided to go a little easier on them. A lot of their team left last year because the graduated and they need some at least decent members. Katherine readied herself for the next person up to bat. It was a senior named Brian. She never really talked to him and she never seen him play before so she couldn’t really judge him. The first one she threw at him was a kind of easy pitch. Nothing too fancy. Of course that was the one he missed. Of course maybe it was too easy for him. The next one she did a little faster and fancier. That one he hit out of the park. And same with the next one she threw his way. As he made his way out of the batters spot Katherine called the other pitcher over. He was a sophomore and stood in whenever Katherine could not.

“Hey Brian!” Katherine called over to him. He was about a yard away from her. “Yo, Brian hold up.” She ran towards him a little faster. Finally she was able to catch up with him. “Hey Brian how did you hit that last run?” She threw him one of her fast balls on that one. No one ever managed to hit one of those let alone that far. She was both impressed and intimidated.