509 Short Dinner (1/2)

The bus ride was eerily quiet compared to the craziness after the game. The endorphins had worn off and almost everybody had passed out to go to sleep. Not me though. Some things can change, but some still stay the same.

Across the aisle I could see Noah knocked out, laying down on the small bench with his feet against the window. I really can't see how that was a comfortable position to sleep in.

Dave, Garret, Julian, Mahki, Jason, and a lot of the other guys were also snoring away.

Even Zeke up front had his eyes closed, head against the window.

The only one, that I could say with confidence, that was still awake, was Kyle. He sat in the row in front of me and his phone was lit up for most of the way home. I was able to see his reflection in the window, just typing away in his phone. I could only guess that he was texting someone, but it would be impolite and rude to read so I didn't say anything to him.

Once we made it back to school, it was real late. Almost midnight.

”Finals should be on weekends.” Noah complained as he held his stomach. Him, his brothers, and me were all heading to the car to load it up and head home. ”I'm so hungry, I might pass out.”

Dave's stomach growled. ”Please don't talk about food until we're home. I really hope Mom put something together before we go to bed.”

”Did you all complete your homework for tomorrow?” Zeke asked, completely ignoring their complaints.

”Easily.” Noah grinned.

I nodded in agreement.

Dave rubbed his nose. ”I'll have to do some math during lunch.” He glanced at me.

I gave him a subtle nod so he knew that I already completed the assignment.

”What about you, Kyle?” Dave asked.

”Hmm?” Kyle kept playing with his phone, not minding the conversation at all.

We had loaded up the car and were finally a few minutes away from the house. Kyle sat in the back without fighting Dave for the front like he usually did, but it wasn't too noticeable. Until now.

Noah, who sat in the middle, peeked over to look at what he was doing. Kyle quickly shielded the phone.

”Can I help you?” He tone was a little harsh as he looked down at Noah.

Noah leaned back, showing some unhappiness. ”We were just asking if you got all your homework done? Why are you so defensive? What are you hiding on your phone?”

”None of your business.” His timing was perfect, saying that to Noah just as we arrived home. He was abled to hop out of the car, got his bags out then hurried inside.

”Do you think he was looking at porn?” Dave asked.

Noah busted out laughing and I turned red with embarrassment.

Dave rolled his eyes and got out of the car. ”That's the way it is sometimes. How do you think the other guys in the pen feel for not going in? Heck, some of them didn't pitch an inning all season.” He got his bags out and left for the house.

”Why is Dave all mad now?” Noah was bewildered. I was right there with him. If he couldn't understand his brothers, how could I?

Zeke sighed. ”Don't bother them. Let's get inside and eat something. School is going to be a headache tomorrow.” He got out and so did we.

”Are we still having practice tomorrow?” I asked.