July 5, 1962 San Fernado Valley, California °❀⋆.ೃ࿔:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔:･ You, Benny, and Yeah-Yeah were at the sandlot. School had finally finished about a month ago, so summer was still pretty new. The weather was blazing, almost hitting 97 degrees as the newspaper said. The sandlot was pretty empty today because of the weather. Kids were either just at the pool or stuck inside watching cartoons. °❀⋆.ೃ࿔:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔:･ Benny always liked you because you were a girl playing baseball. And hell, you were good. That's how you guys became best friends, two summers ago. You liked Benny. Like a lot. I mean, who wouldn't like him? And you were sure Benny liked you. That was until you saw him getting touchy with Wendy at the pool yesterday. Holding hands and blah blah blah.

"You totally fumbled her, she's your best friend."

Yeah-yeah says.

"I know, I totally flipped."

Benny says, sucking his teeth dropping his bat. °❀⋆.ೃ࿔:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔:･