391 Golden West @ Servite 1 (1/2)
The crappy night of sleep put me in a bad mood Saturday morning when Noah forced me to wake up. Apparently I slept in and we had to hurry. I was sluggish in my movements as I changed and headed downstairs. Neither twin was in sight as I followed Noah out the door. Zeke was already waiting in the car.
”Trouble sleeping?” Zeke asked, glancing back at me as I sat in the back seat. Noah jumped in the front passenger seat leaving the whole row to myself.
I yawned. ”It wasn't terrible.”
”He's lying.” Noah remarked. ”He tossed and turned all night. That's why I was up so early.”
”You don't have to go.” Zeke expressed a little worry.
I must not look so good. I rubbed my cheeks, then my eyes. ”No, I'm good. I want to go too.”
Zeke waited an extra minute before deciding to believe me. Then we were off.
Noah had a backpack in his lap and apparently it was full of food. He handed me a banana and an apple. ”Mom said to have some before Zeke buys us hotdogs.”
”Thanks.” I munched on the apple first.
The drive was only about an hour. Much closer than some other schools. I guess I won't have to worry about the road trip to Servite. It also wasn't in the mountains like Porterville was. It also made Porterville look like a poorly made and financed school.
”Wow.” Noah's jaw dropped as we entered the parking lot and Zeke tried finding a space. ”It looks so modern. It must have been remodeled recently.”
”Last year.” Zeke said, finding a spot in a sea of cars. ”They have boosters to support their school and team.”
”Boosters?” I questioned.
”It's like a financial donor.” Noah explained. ”Mom and Dad are on the booster club for our school's baseball team. Mom also helps out the cross country too if they're selling houses like crazy.”
”Oh.” I looked around at the magnificent, large, three story building. It was obviously their school building where the classrooms were.
”Servite is a private school too.” Zeke added, getting out of the car. ”That means each student has to pay for tuition unlike our school.” We all got out of the car and he locked the doors. ”Unless they get an exemption of some sort. The school brings in a lot of money so they can pay for better facilities.”
Noah had the backpack on, and we followed Zeke obediently. ”Does that mean they have a nice baseball field?”
”I suppose.” Zeke said. He glanced back at us. ”There looks to be a lot of people here today so stick close.”
Noah sped up. ”Yea, there are a lot of cars at a school on a Saturday. Do you think they all came for the baseball game?”
”Their program is well known. Pitching is phenomenal. They're also playing a good team.” Zeke said.
The three of us started to run into other people heading in the same direction. I kept close to Noah and Zeke, scared of getting lost. The crowd all gathered towards the baseball field, the stadium lights turned off for the day game.
”$2 a person.” An older man stated as each person tried to enter through the gates.
”We have to pay?” Noah made a face. ”They already have enough money.”
Zeke didn't agree or disagree. He just pulled out his wallet and then a couple of ones. ”Three students.” He countered.
”$3 total.” The man held out his hand.
Zeke passed over the money and we were allowed in. He looked to the stands that were filling up. Then at us. ”Let's get seats first. Then I'll go get the food from the snack bar.” He didn't wait for our answer. He just started to walk to the bleacher that was in the center, behind home plate. It had a mixture of fans from both schools.