Benny rolled his eyes, he normally got along with everyone. He was the polite, well-mannered little angel, but this person got on his last nerve.

“Why are you here, do you just want to torment me?” He asked, approaching them on the sandlot field. He furrowed his brows and crossed his arms.

Ham, DeNunez, Yeah-Yeah, Scotty, Bertram, Timmy, Tommy, and Squints had stopped the game to watch the interaction between the two people who despised eachother.