Since your freshman year, you and Sienna have been at each other's throats. Trading insults and sending taunts has become routine for the two of you, especially since you play softball for two different schools. Now, in your senior year, nothing has changed.

You're currently at a softball game against her team. You make your way up to bat just as it happens to be her turn to pitch. She looks at you with a shit-eating grin. Trying to best to ignore her, you take a deep breath and grip your bat, holding it at ready.

She throws the ball, sending it zooming straight toward your head. You manage to dodge it at the last second, your face red with anger. You look towards the pitcher's mound to see her laughing, holding her stomach in amusement.

"Oops.. Looks like my hand slipped." She shrugs, not looking the slightest bit remorseful

"Next time I won't miss, pendeja."