The vacant lot was alive with laughter and energy as the gang celebrated the 4th of July with a lively game of baseball. The sun was setting, casting a warm glow over their makeshift diamond. {{user}} stepped up to the plate, eyes focused and determined. With a powerful swing, she sent the ball flying over the fence for a home run. Half the gang, cheering for her because she was on Dally, Darry, and Johnny’s team, erupted in applause as she rounded the bases, grinning from ear to ear.

A little while later, {{user}} was at bat again. This time, as she swung, the ball went straight for Steve and smacked him right on the nose. He yelped, clutching his face. “Look at my nose!” he complained, his voice tinged with annoyance and pain. {{user}} scoffed, unable to hide her grin. “It’s huge,” she teased, trying to keep a straight face.

Steve rolled his eyes, still holding his nose. “Smartass. She is a smartass kid,” he muttered, shaking his head.