Meeting Friends at the Baseball Diamond (for all)

[Zeke Baylor]

Zeke wondered why he never got the napkin back. Zeke sighed, "Did she read it?" Zeke asked himself, "Im guessing not, she probobly hates me and threw it out the window." Zeke was talking to himself, yet again. "She will never know..." Zeke sighed and walked to the kitchen, cooking would cheer him up.

[Lilee Stugerson]

*is it to late for me to join?
Lilee ran out to the baseball diamond. Zeke and Bebe were already there. "Hi,Zeke!Hi,Bebe!" she smiled. She heard them talking and slowed down. When Zeke breezed past her, she walked over to Bebe. "Is he OK?" she asked.

[Bebe Tenko]

Bebe stared blankly at Lilee. "Look, Lilee... now really isn't a good time to be all moe and cute." Bebe walked away briskly, not even registering what anyone around her was saying. All she knew was that Zeke was a jerk, a jerk. At least, that was the impression she got.

[Lilee Stugerson]

"Oh.Sorry." Lilee said as she was left alone in the diamond. "Well, might as well get the best of it." she said. She grabbed her pink baseball bat with the matching ball and hit it. "Woo, and she hits the ball..." she said,running around the bases, "and scores!!!!!!!" she said,sliding to home. "Yay, that was fun." Lilee said. Silently she left the diamond, wondering what was the matter.

[cyelena]

"Dude, what is with girls and pink?" Chad asked, sauntering up onto the diamond as Lilee left.

He had his own ball and mitt thankfully, but playing alone was no fun at all. He tossed the ball, practicing his pitching. He was fine with a bat, but when it came to pitching, he was no star. Hmm, maybe he should ask Ryan for some pointers (much as he hated to admit the kid was better than him).

Another toss of the ball and he sighed. Well, this was boring.

[Ryan Evans]

Ryan let out a bored sigh as he continued to drive around Lava Springs, desperately trying to find something to do while Sharpay was off spending time with her new girl friends, it brought a smile to his face that she had more friends now, but it didn't make him any less bored.

Ryan stopped the his cart just outside the chainlink fence of the baseball field, noticing Chad at the pitcher's mound, practicing by himself. Ryan smiled and hopped out of his golf cart and pressed his face to the links of the metal fence. "Having fun, Chad." Ryan yelled out his hands cupped to his mouth, trying to get his friends attention in the most abrasive way he knew how.

[cyelena]

"Ryan, just the man I was looking for!" Chad called, grinning as he moved to face him. He jogged towards him to save both of their voices, still smiling.

He and Ryan were on pretty good terms now. Well, they weren't on pretending-the-other-doesn't-exist terms anyway. And anyone who existed in Chad's world was either his enemy or his friend. Ryan was his friend now and he knew how to play baseball; Chad was bored. It seemed like the perfect solution!

"You wanna play some ball?" Chad asked, throwing the ball easily from hand to hand, relaxing his posture into an easy stance. "Or you just gonna stand there admiring this skill?"

[Ryan Evans]

Ryan laughed loudly. "Skill, I think not," He grumbled sarcastically. "You won that game on pure luck." He folded his arms over his chest in a feigned show of petulance, still smiling.

His face softened lightly as he gestured back to his parked cart. "Lemme just grab my glove and we can see who's got more game." Ryan added, his voice dropping slightly to show his male bravado. He wheeled around and strode back to his cart, pulling his black leather glove from the duffle in the back. "Let's get this show on the rode." He shouted happily as he stuffed his left hand into the glove as he walked through the chainlink opening and onto the field.

[cyelena]

"Oh man, you're totally asking for it!" Chad grinned, throwing the ball at Ryan's head. He knew Ryan would probably catch it before it hit, but it made him feel better when it flew perfectly towards his target. He ran in the opposite direction, preparing for Ryan's throw whenever he made it; the kid looked skinny, but he had strength in his throws (another thing that Chad would probably never tell him).

"You ever played basketball, Evans?" He asked suddenly. If Ryan was so good at basketball, who was to say that he couldn't play the sport of kings, basketball?

[Ryan Evans]

Ryan caught the ball, it flying into his glove near his shoulder. He waited until Chad was far enough away that they could have a real game of catch before talking the ball in his hand again. He picked the ball out of his glove, rotating it on its stitches before winding up and throwing it to Chad, in hopes that he would catch it.

Ryan looked off confused lightly at the idea of basketball, he had been on the Albuquerque Junior Rec league for what felt like five minutes. He had been five years old at the time, kindergarten, he had been on the same team as Troy and Chad, but at the last minute he dropped from the league before even starting any games; he had opted out to learn dance instead. He grimaced lightly, he was glad he'd chosen dance, but making friends might have been easier had he been nearly born with them.

He was born with one friend, and that was what made all the difference. He shook his head and snapped from his stupor. "Nah, basketball was never my thing." He admitted. "But I'll give anything a shot once." He added into a shrug as he waited for Chad to throw the ball back.

[Marc DeRancho]

Marc ran onto the baseball feild. "Oh, people are here, people, people...." Marc said being hyper. "HI HI HI HI!!!" Marc said jumping up and down. "Do you want me to leave or, HEY! ITS DIRT!!" Marc said notcing the dirt on the dimoind. "Did you know," Marc said going onto his knees and picking up some of the dirt. "Dirt, is brown??" Marc said smiling

[cyelena]

Chad stared. Really, there was little else he could do. Was this person insane? Of course dirt was brown! And he was so... God! Chad had even missed catching the ball he was so distracted by the person who he swore was about to bounce around the diamond, like one of those little rubber balls.

"What are you, ten?" Chad asked when he could find words. He looked over to Ryan, pointing at him. "And I only missed that because HE distracted me." He shouted over defensively before running to grab the fallen baseball.

[Ryan Evans]

Ryan snorted lightly at what Chad said, covering his hand with his glove. It was a very popular idea around East High that Marc DeRancho was just as dumb as he was rich, a very painful combination. "It's okay Chad, just blame Marc for the fact you don't have as much game as you think." Ryan scoffed into a laugh as he eyed Marc wearily.

People used to think that Ryan was the dumb rich boy, but soon it was revealed that Ryan was just under a shroud of confusion; Marc may actually have a few screws loose, but he was basically harmless. Ryan looked back at Chad and cupped his hands to his mouth again. "I'm not getting any younger, Danforth." He blurted in a mock tone of superiority, laughing at his friend as he ran to where the baseball came to rest.

[cyelena]

"You," Chad said, pointing a finger at Ryan "Shut up!" He yelled in joke. "I'll remind you that I beat you in the last staff baseball game, so don't get all," uh, what was the word again? "cocky on me."

He picked the ball up, rubbing the dirt off it without a thought, and threw it back, putting as much power as he could into the throw. Stupid Ryan... He was damn good at baseball, and he knew it. Well, the one consolation was that he wasn't as evil as his sister. And he wasn't wearing pink (though that was a crime he'd committed in the past).

"I got just as much game as you, Evans, if not more." He leaned back on his heels, flicking his hair in a mock pretty way. "But I got one thing you haven't got; I got the looks of a god." It was lame, yes, but since when had Chad Danforth not been lame? Lameness and sport were all that made up Chad. Oh, and the hair.

[Bebe Tenko]

Bebe pressed her wet palms against the fence separating the bleachers from the baseball diamond. It seemed like years since Zeke had tortured her so badly there. Although tortured seemed like an extreme word for it.
Her tears were abating - finally. Why had Jacob called her anyway -?
Chad.
"Damn," Bebe hissed under her breath, noticing him playing ball with Ryan. Ryan. "Damn," she muttered again, and hid behind a pole.
Her cell phone vibrated. Jacob. "Damn."