72 Practice 3 (2/2)

I looked around to make sure no one else heard his words. But we were the only ones left lying about. Kyle must have gone inside with the team and Zeke was with the coaches.

Dave applied more pressure to my head, resting more of his weight on me. ”Worried that Noah might get in trouble?”

I tried my best to nod but it was a little too hard.

”He's probably not going to forget this.” Dave said. ”Be careful not to piss him off without us present. I'm not saying he's a bad guy, but he can be hotheaded.”

And this is coming from Dave? I started to shiver. Great.

Dave pushed the bill of my hat down over my eyes. ”Stop being such a scaredy cat. Chris wouldn't dare to do anything that could get him kicked off the team. Just be wary.” He pushed off me and headed to the clubhouse. ”Hurry on up. I'm hungry.”

I fixed my hat. ”Bp?”

Noah swung his head back to me. ”What was that? Bp? Are you asking what that is?”

I nodded. I didn't understand when coach mentioned it in the practice plan.

”It's batting practice!” Noah smiled at me. ”The pitchers will take turns throwing pitches for us to practice our swing. Kind of like the batting cages. Except the pitches will come from our teammates and you get to see where the ball will go.”

I cheered up at the thought of getting to bat with live pitchers.

”But you probably won't get to participate.” Noah killed my one second of joy. ”You have to train remember?”

I pouted at the thought. Ugh. What happened to, 'hitting wins games'?